Surviving Demon Island Part 18

His fingers were warm on her chilled skin. Though the night was humid, her clothes were wet and there was a breeze coming off the water. The falls shot droplets in their direction with every gust of wind. She s.h.i.+vered.

'Come here.' He pulled her into his arms. 'You're s.h.i.+vering.'

'I'm wet.'

'So am I. We should get out of these clothes.'

She tilted her head back. 'What if someone showed up?'

'Then they'd see us naked, I guess. But it's getting cooler out here. Storm's coming in.'

'What? You're a weatherman now?'

He grinned. 'No, I can smell it on the air.'

'So why get out of our clothes if we're just going to get wet again?'

'Well, first off, I'd get to see you naked again, and secondI guess there is no second,' he teased.

She shook her head at his one-track mind. 'That made absolutely no sense.' But she still snuggled up against him. Just what they needed, a big tropical storm while they were out here with no shelter.

'We're just going to have to find a place where we can get out of it. These storms can get pretty bad. And if it rains hard, they aren't going to come looking for us anytime soon.'

To prove his point, a big fat drop of rain landed on her leg. Then another.

'Come on.' He stood and pulled her upright. 'Let's head toward the falls.'

Great. More water. Just what they needed when they were already wet and about to get wetter.

'Why?'

'Because there's something behind it.'

'How do you know?'

'Quit asking questions and let's just go.'

She followed, not sure what he thought he was doing. When they reached the waterfall it began to rain in earnest, soaking them through. Gina wished for wiper blades on her gla.s.ses, but without them she'd be blind in the dark.

'Give me your hand,' Derek shouted. She reached for it, latching on as he pulled her against the rock wall face beside the waterfall.

The ground was slippery and she nearly lost her footing as he dragged her along the side of the slope, but then she saw what he was talking about. An opening, a ledge behind the falls. He let go of her to make the three-foot jump downward onto the ledge, and she followed, simply grateful to be out of the rain.

It was like a coc.o.o.n, the waterfall blanketing them from the storm outside. Lightning flashed, illuminating the small cave. Gina took a quick turn around and nodded.

'At least it's dry.'

'Roomy enough, too. This will do until the storm pa.s.ses.' He shrugged the rifles off his shoulders, setting his lanterns on the ground and pointing them upward to bathe the cave in soft light. After discarding his boots and socks, he unbuckled his ammo belt and peeled off his wet s.h.i.+rt. 'Better get out of those wet things.'

He was right. Yet she felt strangely shy, even though they'd shared the most intimate of encounters last night. Getting naked for lovemaking was one thing. Standing around bare-a.s.sed with Derek while waiting for a storm to pa.s.s was another.

Derek rolled his eyes. 'I'm not suggesting it to f.u.c.k you, Gina. A hunter with pneumonia does our cause no good. No one's coming for us in this storm, and even if they did they wouldn't find us in here. Now strip.'

She s.h.i.+vered and realized he was right. This was no time for modesty or second thoughts about any other motives. She dropped her gear, toed off her boots, then pulled off her tank top and sports bra, unb.u.t.toning her shorts with shaky fingers.

Dammit, her teeth were chattering. The wind howled outside, signaling an upsurge in the storm as it blew the waterfall back in on them.

She cursed when she couldn't manage the soaked but tons on her shorts.

'Let me help you,' Derek said, shrugging out of his pants.

'I can do it.'

'You're shaking and your lips are starting to turn blue.' He brushed her numb fingers aside and deftly unb.u.t.toned her shorts, then pushed the material down her hips. It clung to her skin, proving difficult. Derek squatted and dragged the soaked material all the way to her ankles, taking her socks off, too. She had to hold on to his shoulder while she stepped out of her shorts and panties.

When he looked up at her, she remembered last night, being in this same position, and her body began to warm. Especially the way he stared at her, his eyes darkening like storm clouds.

With a quick clearing of his throat, Derek stood and turned away to gather up their clothes, but the evidence of his desire couldn't be masked. His erection was full, prominent, and right out there for her to see.

She couldn't help but smile. At least she wasn't the only one thinking of last night. Waves of arousal heated her, warming her more effectively than if they'd built a fire right in the cave.

'The floor's a little cold,' he said after he sat. 'I don't want you on it.'

She wrapped her arms around her middle. 'What do you want me to do? Stand here?'

'No. I want you to sit on me.'

Heat again, this time coiling around her belly. 'You're kidding, right?'

'I need to get you warm, Gina. Now get over here and sit on me.'

His voice was too husky, his body betraying the words that he was offering simply for her health. She knew his intentions were honorable, but she wasn't too sure about her own.

She needed his heat, and not just because her body was chilled. Flame had ignited already, and though her body was icy on the outside, it was hot on the inside, needing Derek to stoke the fire. She walked over to him, watching the way his eyes darkened as she approached, the way he tilted his head back, his gaze gravitating to her s.e.x as she placed it right in line with his full, oh so soft lips.

Then she straddled his thighs, and draped herself over his lap, facing him.

His wide-eyed look of shock was priceless. She wrapped her legs around his waist, the aching part of her making sweet, full-on contact with his erection.

'd.a.m.n, Gina,' he whispered. 'That's not what I meant.'

She twined her arms around his neck. 'You want me in a different position?'

He grasped her b.u.t.tocks and dragged her closer against him. 'h.e.l.l, no.'

'Then warm me.'

Shock didn't even begin to describe Derek's reaction to Gina's bold move. Straddling him. Naked, her wet center surging against his hard c.o.c.k.

He hadn't expected this, his intent only to warm her body.

Well, h.e.l.l, she was warm now. Hot, in fact, a flush returning to her cheeks, her lips no longer tinged with blue, but pink and lush.

He leaned in and brushed his tongue over her bottom lip. 'Open.'

She did, and he invaded, having taken the gentlemanly course for as long as he could tolerate. She offered, and he was d.a.m.n well going to take. His lips pressed firmly to hers and his tongue entered her mouth, meeting hers in a desperate frenzy, licking and sucking in wild abandon.

He'd warm her all right. He'd get her so hot she'd be begging for a dip in the cool water.

Though frankly, at this point he was past worrying about her health and more concerned with getting inside her. She was wet, moaning and surging against him with blatant need that was hard to ignore.

His woman was ready. His woman. Yeah, she was his, at least for now. And now was all that mattered, wasn't it?

He'd never thought beyond the here and now. Anything more than that was dangerous.

She broke the kiss, sliding her lips down his neck and near his ear. 'No foreplay,' she gasped. 'f.u.c.k me.'

More than ready, apparently. Suited him just fine, since he'd been hard from the moment he'd bent down to strip off her clothes, then looked up to see her naked beauty spread before him. She might have been shaking, blue and vulnerable, but even then she turned him on.

That kind of thing was hard to mask when you're naked. At least for a guy. And the look she cast down on him, her hair escaping her braid in wild disarray, her nipples pointed and begging for his tongue, and her legs widespread, her s.e.x open for his viewa man could only offer so much chivalry.

He leaned back, finding her center, then slid inside her, groaning as he did. So tight, so hot, she sucked him into a vortex of wet heat. She surged against him, leaning back so he could watch as she moved forward, then retreated. The lanterns bathed her body in light, allowing him to see everything. Flickering shadows moved along her body. Like a dream, she undulated against him, teasing him with occasional glimpses of where they were connected. And each time, the visuals tore him apart, watching the way they were a part of each other and able to feel it at the same time.

Gina was a temptress.

'Do you know what you do to me?' she asked, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s swaying from side to side as she rode him. 'It makes me crazy.'

And she took him right to the bounds of sanity and beyond.

He lifted his finger and slipped it between her lips. She drew it in, sucking it, rolling her tongue around it, and his b.a.l.l.s tightened, imagining her mouth on his c.o.c.k, what magic she'd perform on him. 'Yeah, baby. Suck it. Harder.'

She drew her mouth over his finger the same way she slid over his d.i.c.k. Slowly, inch by inch.

'You make me crazy, too, Gina. G.o.dd.a.m.n, crazy.'

Gina liked that, knowing she made him a little insane, knowing she gave him delirious pleasure. She saw it on his face as she sucked his thick finger into her mouth, as she imagined taking his shaft between her lips and pleasuring him that way.

He was tight inside her, hard and heavy, buried to the hilt and plunging even deeper. The chills and s.h.i.+vering cold had long since pa.s.sed, leaving her burning, sweating, consumed with a fire that burned deep within.

She rocked that sweet spot between her legs against him, the hardened nub making contact each time she surged forward.

He withdrew his finger and cupped the back of her neck, drawing her close for a kiss. His tongue was liquid velvet sliding against hers, the words he murmured against her lips taking her ever closer to the release she so desperately sought.

'You want to come for me, baby?'

'Yes.'

She'd never been one for conversation during s.e.x. It was toopersonal, brought her too close to her partner. But Derek whispered to her constantly, sometimes murmuring his approval as she moved, sometimes promising wicked things as he licked her earlobe.

He made her s.h.i.+ver. He made her do things she'd never ordinarily do.

He made her feel free.

'Ride me hard, Gina,' he urged. She grasped his shoulders and lifted, then dropped down on him again, controlling both their pleasure. It was a truly heady experience, watching his face tighten, the shadows cast by the lantern giving him a harsh, roguish appearance.

His body was all hard muscles and planes. In this position she was free to touch him, run her hands over his shoulders and chest. When she grasped his chest hair and pulled, he cursed, but smiled at her in a way that let her know she was free to do whatever she wanted.

He could take it.

He grasped her b.u.t.tocks, spreading them apart as he moved, positioning her in a way that was so perfect, as if he knew just what to do to take her there.

'Rock that pretty body against mine. Make yourself come for me, Gina. I want to feel you squeeze me again. I want you to come on me, baby.'

His words gave her hot chills. He gave her such power, such control, at the same time making her feel completely out of control.

She wanted to give him exactly what he asked for.

Derek watched the play of emotions on Gina's face. The ecstasy, the determination, the raw hunger that matched his own. She was a wildcat, scratching at him, pulling at him, and riding him with wild abandon.

But he'd held on as long as he could, waiting for the moment when he felt the contractions pull him deep, knowing she was about to launch.

That's right where he wanted her, primed and ready to rocket.

He drew her against him and buried his face in her neck, lifting his hips to bury himself deep inside her, biting down on the soft spot between her shoulder and neck as he did, feeling her tremble and come apart around him.

He loved to feel her come, shuddering against him, squeezing him, pouring over him with the sweetest, warmest rain. He growled against her and bit harder. She cried out and came again, and this time, he went with her, nearly light-headed with the l.u.s.t that seemed to take over.

d.a.m.n, she brought out the animal in him.

He held her while she continued to rock against him, slowing until she stilled completely. He lay back and pulled her full on top of him, sweeping his hands over her back until she relaxed, her head resting on his chest.

He liked this, having her fall asleep lying on him.

A man could start thinking about tomorrow with a beautiful woman like Gina in his life.

He closed his eyes and pondered that thought.

The sun cast prisms of color through the waterfall, the last of the storm clouds blown away. Their clothes were mostly dry and they'd even managed to get a little sleep.

With their ear coms dried out, Derek had gotten in touch with Lou and gave them their location. Lou was dispatching a team with ropes to drag them out.

'You ready?' Derek asked, buckling his ammo belt on.

'Yeah.' Gina turned to him. 'Just need my guns.'

He grasped her wrist and placed it on his crotch. 'Got a big gun for you right here, baby.'