Island Rush

by Marien Dore

  “Hey, I was comfortable there!”

  “This doesn’t make up for it?” he said before he brought his lips down to mine.

  He kissed me deeply as he kept me held against him with his one arm. A soft vibration made its way against my lips when I heard him lightly moan. It left warm shivers all over my body. I kissed him back fiercely, my hand that didn’t hold the joint wrapping around his neck.

  ”Oh,” I moaned when our lips broke slightly, his face still a few inches from mine.

  “You are hotter than that lovely fire we made, hotter than that annoying sun every day, hotter than any woman I have ever seen. And yes, you are hotter than my amazing dancing moves. Understand? Beat that,” he smirked, though his words were very genuine. “Wasn’t that worth a few seconds of no comfort?”

  I laughed as I watched his loving smile. I pecked him on his lips once more before he lowered me back to my laying position. Resting my head against his lap again, I handed him the joint.

  “It was worth it, but that still doesn’t solve our mashed potato problem.”

  We talked and fooled around for who knows how long despite my need for potatoes. I tried distracting myself from the craving. The feeling faded as we continued talking and taking hits. I couldn’t remember how much time passed. The night stayed strong as I continued laying on the ground with my head resting on his thigh, looking up to him as we passed the joint or set it down beside us.

  “Dude, your nose looks huge from this angle,” I said, looking up at him from where my head rested in his lap.

  He scoffed. “Is that a problem?”

  “Not at all. It’s cool looking.”

  “That’s what I thought,” he said.

  “Though it’s a mystery why you snore sometimes. Your nose is huge.”

  He laughed, his teeth shining in the firelight. “Well, that makes me feel great.”

  “Hey, you know you are just as beautiful to me as I am to you.”

  He shrugged. “From any angle, you look like a princess.”

  “Shut up,” I said and laughed. “Stop being sweet to me.”

  “Why? I like to see you blush. Plus, you know I mean it.”

  “What about in school? I know you fell for me during the school year but did you find me attractive before that?”

  “Not at first. When I did fall for you, I started to notice you more, notice all the fine details. I wasn’t sure how I hadn’t seen it before, but I eventually saw you as the most beautiful woman. I checked you out enough to make it obvious. Unfortunately, you always caught me.”

  We chuckled as my memory took me back to around that time. I recalled calling him out on it that one day. “I always secretly wondered if it was just me you looked at or if you were a pervert and looked at every female student of yours.”

  “Nope. Just you. When you would catch me, I always felt so much worse. I felt the guilt much deeper, knowing it was noticeable. What about you? I’m suspicious, Janice. I didn’t catch you looking at me nearly as often as you caught me,” he teased. “You know, I always secretly hoped you did.”

  I laughed harder. “Of course, I did! I tried looking at you all the time. But you were staring at me the whole time, I didn’t have much of chance to check you out without you noticing. When you would write on the board, though, I always got a great view,” I said, smirking with a snicker. “I would always check you out though when you were super busy and too occupied to notice. You were the most perfect man that I had ever seen so I couldn’t help it,” I chuckled. “I hated how perfect you looked. It didn’t seem natural a lot of the time. That didn’t stop me from thinking that you had to be a great guy in bed.”

  Laughing and handing me the joint after a while, he asked, “Was I?”

  “Yes,” I smiled brightly. “I can’t even begin to describe how wonderful that felt.”

  He ran his hand through my hair, draping it across his lap as he ran his fingers through it. “You were the best sex I ever had,” he said.

  My eyes grew after setting the joint aside. “Seriously?”

  “What do you mean ‘seriously’? Yes! Of course, you were,” he said in a voice that told me that should be obvious. “How can you ask? I didn’t think I would ever stop.”

  It was a shocking. I had no experience, no reason to be good at it. For this man to tell me I was his best, a man in which could get any woman he wants, was shocking. I didn’t understand.

  “I was so positive that it would be Jill or someone else. I mean, it wouldn’t really bother me because I know you pick me and love me over everybody else. But sex? It’s hard to believe.”

  Looking at him, I saw him blush, but his smile grew. He began to laugh. “Hard to believe? Guess what else is hard? Just thinking about it is making my naughty little friend come out of his hiding place,” he laughed.

  My heart jumped at that. When I lifted my head and slowly turned over, laying on my stomach, I propped myself up on my elbows. I looked to where his bulge was showing. Hello, mini Casey. I smiled and waved at it.

  We chuckled at the bump in his pants as I looked up to his face and smirked as his eyes met mine. “See, I told you. Just thinking about it makes me excited,” he said.

  I chuckled and looked back at the hard bump in his pants. “Bad boy,” I scolded the bulge. Casey laughed harder. “You’ve just got your master in a lot of trouble,” I told it, laughing.

  “I’m in a lot of trouble? What did I do? It was his fault!” he said, outraged, pointing in accusation to his pants.

  I bit my lip. “Then I guess we will just have to tame the little beast won't we?” I said, not feeling at all nervous at what I was about to do. I felt confident and excited. I moved my hand over his bulge, staring up into his eyes. I knelt up from where I was on my stomach, looking at him evenly.

  His eyes grew instantly. It was clear he loved the feeling of my hand, especially when his lips parted. I could hear his breath move unevenly before he let out a soft moan. “Punish him, baby,” he said, weakly laughing with how much he was enjoying this too. “He wants to do bad things to you.”

  Looking up to him, I saw that hot expression still on his face. His breath was harder and faster, eyebrows dipped in deep feeling. That was until I pulled him up to kneel in front of me. My eyes in his, he became quite anxious at the same time I did.

  In that one minute, he had my shirt off, and I had his pants and boxers pulled down, my hand rubbing him. With my free hand, I managed to get his shirt off too before he shifted to take his pants and boxers off the whole way.

  Though he was now fully naked before me, his eyes grabbed my attention. I got lost in his eyes giving me love and pleasure. Yes, pleasure. It was the strangest thing too. Just his hungry stare made me moan as sparks spread over me. However, he wasn’t satisfied or done yet. He wanted more.

  Eagerly, within maybe two minutes, he managed to take every stitch off me too as we kneeled there before each other. His hands rose, wrapping around my back and pulling me against him. His face an inch from mine now, he offered me a loving smile. It turned amusing when he gestured between us and spoke. “Be careful. I can’t tell you what he is capable of in the condition he is in now.”

  I chuckled. “What condition would that be?”

  “An untamed one. He’s thinking about some bad things he wants to do to you. Oh,” he groaned as I gripped harder. “Now, he’s really excited.”

  I smiled. “Good, but he needs to know something first,” I said more seriously as I found Casey’s eyes. I bit my lip, blushing slightly. “He needs to remember I am on my period.”

  He smiled, shaking his head. Raising his eyebrows, he leaned forward and spoke softly. “And…? I know that.”

  “Just wanted to remind you, though it’s not too noticeable at the moment anyway.” I knew he was fine with doing it while I was a little bloody down there. Even still, it was surprising to me. I didn’t think many guys would be okay with that, but he was.

  “I honestly don’t care.
It’s natural, and it’s not something that would scare me out of having sex with my wonderful and beautiful woman,” he smirked and glanced down. “My friend understands that too,” he said, making me laugh.

  “Well if that’s the case… I’m ready,” I whispered against his lips when I leaned forward.

  His eyes closed for a small moment as he took in a deep breath. Knowing I was driving him crazy, I smiled and was happy to see he couldn’t take being teased any longer. The next second, he gripped the back of my legs and hauled up my upper body with his other arm. With a small squeal and chuckle from me, he smiled down at me. He now held me bridal style while on his knees.

  “Ooh, someone is trying to impress me,” I laughed, wrapping my arm around his neck.

  “That’s right,” he said, chuckling too. Eyes sweet in mine, he stood up swiftly. He took not even three steps before the bed was there. Of course, since he was high, excited, and it was dark, he didn’t know that. He probably thought the bed was a few more feet away than it really was.

  He hit his moving knee on the side, and we unexpectedly fell. Of course, he didn’t want to support my weight as he fell. Casey let me drop from his arms by lightly tossing me the rest of the way onto the bed.

  “Ow!” he yelped as we both erupted in laughter at realizing what happened. I sat up, watching him as he struggled the rest of the way up and onto the bed, my laughter causing me to shake. He crawled his way up the bed, the playful smile lasting as he moved towards me. He pushed me back against the bed, climbing over me and stopping when I was under him. His face was above mine as he propped himself up.

  “Very smooth,” I said through my laughter that still controlled me.

  He smiled as he lowered himself against me more. Those gorgeous eyes of his turned hungry (like I still kind of was for potatoes). He pressed his lips to my cheek as he ran his fingers along my body. “Just like you,” he said against my skin. He kissed my neck deeply as I wrapped my body up against him more, breathing harder.

  “You are driving me insane,” I moaned.

  He came up and stared down into my eyes intensely. “Wait until you see what else I’m going to do to you,” he whispered. “After all… we need to try to break this bed.”

  Chapter 59

  I woke with the birds calling and the waterfall crashing as our usual music. I felt a small pressure on my chest, a weight of some sort. I wasn’t sure what it was at first. Yet, for a few minutes more, I didn’t gain the energy to open my eyes since I was still half asleep. Until I did open my eyes, another sound came to my ears that gave me a clue as to what it might be. A soft snoring on my chest.

  At the realization of what was on my chest, I felt a smile spread across my lips. I slowly opened my eyes and was staring up the wall/roof of our shelter. It blocked the sun out since we were sleeping on the bed which reached as far back as it could go.

  I tilted my head down and felt my smile grow more as I saw Casey’s face resting against my skin, just above my breasts. His prickly cheek pressed into my skin, I saw the rest of his body moved off to the side, and all that was on me was most of his upper body and beautiful face. His peaceful expression and his closed eyelids were in my sight. I felt my heart warm at how beautiful he was, skin tan and smooth against mine, his soft snores brushing on my skin. My arm was wrapped around him, resting on his bare back. With my other arm resting on the bed, I slid that lonely hand up to him and stroked his bangs back with my thumb.

  The memories of last night returned and how amazing it all truly felt. With that, it was still hard to accept, mainly because it was a blur in many ways. I mean, I got high last night. The feeling… was unbelievable. Not to mention what we did it while we were high. Oh god.

  That came back instantly with a blush. Though the events of that were kind of blurry, I knew they happened with the evidence lying naked on me. Not to mention, my body was very sore beneath him. Unlike the other two times we did it, I was actually a little embarrassed at some of the things we did. Some of those things were clearer than others. I recall waving hello at his bulge, that he tripped carrying me…. Then I remembered more. It was more blurry, but I do remember a few things. Like telling him to take me from behind at some point during the night, which made me cringe. But the real reason I was embarrassed was because I know we did much more. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was either. I know we had sex at least three times but what came back to me was dream-like images. Like I wasn’t sure if I dreamed some things or not.

  I saw that a small smile spread across his face. He lightly moaned in his sleep, his snore’s dying off. I smiled as well despite my small confusion of what happened last night. It really didn’t matter because I knew that we both had an amazing time and that it was filled with a high caused by more than just the pot. I was so… so lucky. So lucky to have a man like him, to know the man lying with me now was the one I wanted for the rest of my life.

  I ran my hand that was on his back up and through the back of his hair where my other hand was roaming. Watching his expressionless face for a minute longer, he finally began to wake. He groaned and squeezed his eyes closed more. He shifted a little, moving a hand that was outstretched on the bed to my side. Without him realizing it yet, he rubbed his hand up my skin, dragging his nails softly up my thigh to my side in a comforting way.

  I swear, it was as if he is trying to make me feel guilty with how much love he gives me in such sweet ways. I smiled and bit my lip as I continued stroking his hair, his breath on my bare skin increasing as I saw his eyes begin to flutter. When he finally did open his eyes, he glanced up to me.

  “Hi,” I said.

  He smiled and sat up a little, his chin resting on my chest now. There was love swimming in his eyes along with amusement. “Hello to you too… wild woman.”

  I groaned and laughed despite the blush spreading over me. “Please tell me what happened. I don’t know if some things were a dream or if they really happened.”

  He bit his lip with a sly smile and crawled up my body more, pressing his forehead against mine, his hands running up and down my sides lightly. “Well, that means they probably all were real.”

  “Can you recall most of what happened?”

  His eyes in mine, I saw he was holding back his smile, but his amusement was plain on his face, which wasn’t a great sign. If his playful and teasing expression said anything, it was that he did remember it all.

  His lips above mine an inch or so, he whispered lightly, “Yeah, I remember. What do you recall?”

  I sighed. “Well, we goofed around a lot. Then,” I laughed at the memory. “Then when you carried me to the bed, you tripped and dropped me. That was funny.”

  It was his turn to blush. “That was not my fault! It was dark, I was high, and I didn’t think the bed was as close as it was.”

  “Anyway, I also remember you were over me and... god, it felt so good! I remember screaming so loud and then... then you took me from behind.” I blushed, recalling more incidences from last night. “You spanked me and called me your bad girl.”

  He laughed as he spoke his next words close to my lips. “Yeah, that all happened. It wasn’t a dream... thank god. Last night was too amazing to be a dream. Remember anything else?”

  “No, not really,” I sighed. “I do know we had sex again, though.”

  He bit his lip, and I knew then that there was much more than just what I remembered. “That, my dear, is an understatement.”

  “Oh god. Tell me.”

  “Well, you started to ride me after that,” he said, blushing himself. “You called me your ‘sexy pony.’” He laughed, shaking his head.

  I stared at him. When I was about to tell him he had to be just fooling me, I recalled that it actually happened. I blushed and nodded, trying to accept it. He chuckled though and said, “Don’t be embarrassed with me, remember? Last night was one of the most amazingly fun nights of my life. I loved every single second of it. You were so wonderful, you couldn’t embarrass yourself
. Trust me. If we weren’t moaning, then we were busy laughing.”

  I smiled and leaned up the rest of the way, kissing him lightly. “Okay, what else?” I asked.

  “Well, we didn’t stop after the first time.” He smirked and rolled off me, leaning on his side and propping his head up with his arm. He looked down to me and pulled me against him as I lay on my back, his eyes rolling over me. “You, of course, managed to tease me some more. So…”

  I shut my eyes and pursed my lips at his words. I heard him chuckle and caress my cheek. “Oh boy. Just tell me!” I said, excited yet nervous to know what was real of all these hazy pictures in my head. So far, everything he mentioned was already spinning in my head. I had a good idea of what else happened as more images started to fly in my head. I still needed validation, though.

  He was having a hard time holding himself back from laughing. “You sure you want to know…?” he stalled.

  “Yes!”

  “You said that you have been a bad girl and that you needed Mr. Rush to teach you a lesson. You reminded me that naughty students deserve naughty punishment.” Watching my face the whole time and seeing how wide my eyes were, he couldn’t continue without laughing loudly. “You really got into it,” he added, laughing and smiling sweetly.

  I chuckled with a blush through the shock, happiness swelling up in us. I reached up and pushed him to his back on the bed. I moved up towards him, shifting my sore body until I was lying on top of him, his chest against mine this time. I chuckled and brushed his hair back with a hand, my other running up and down his chest under me. I felt his hands come to rest on my hips.

  “How many times do you figure we--”

  He cut me off in a smirk, lips breaking with an answer he already knew. “Four times. We were still up by the time it started to become light out.”

  “We did it… literally the whole night?” I asked, not recalling the time going by like that.

  “I don’t remember details of what we said or did at some points. I just know that after the fourth time, it was nearly dawn.”