The Stars Trilogy (52 page)

DARE AWAKENED WITH A PLEASANT weight halfway on top of him. He smiled when he realized Celine was sleeping like a baby in his arms, her cheek pillowed on his chest.

He gently combed her hair with his fingers.

She moved like a kitten, stretching and making sweet little noises in her throat.

“Morning sleepyhead,” he murmured.

She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes still half-closed. “Morning...” she said drowsily and went back to sleep.

He grinned and shaped her rump with his palm, massaging the cheeks.

She moved her thigh which was lying across his legs and she gasped softly when it bumped against the bulge in his groin. “Dare...”

“Hmm?”

“It’s still early for that.”

“He doesn’t choose the time, baby.”

“Is he always so demanding?”

“Since he met a really sexy kitty, he’s become addicted to her.”

She giggled and put her palm over the bulging ridge on his fly. “Oooh, he seems really...stressed.”

He grinned. “Yeah. He’s been awakened by a deep craving to dip into some whipped cream.”

She laughed. “This is so kinky.”

He reversed their position. He braced himself on his arms and looked down at her loveliness in the morning. Some streaks of sunlight were kissing her cheeks, making her complexion glow.

“What a lovely sight in the morning,” he murmured. He was hard. But his animal urges took a backseat to the tenderness he was feeling inside. He won’t take her again just yet. She must be sore from their lovemaking at the lagoon. He’d finally penetrated her deeply, fully marking her from inside out. She’d felt as incredibly tight as the first time he took her and it was so fucking good he still wasn’t able to control his movements at the last part and rode her like he really wanted to.

But there was no need to rush now. He had all the time in the world to enjoy her warm, sexy body.

He could actually get used to being lost in the jungle if he had her as companion.

After kissing her lightly on the lips, he eased his weight off of her. “I’m going to cook some breakfast.” He turned to open the door.

She stretched languidly. “I thought you wanted cream?”

He saw the teasing look in her eyes. “Aren’t you sore? Kitty took a beating yesterday.”

She blushed. “Is it always like that?”

“Yes. I’m not content with being half-way inside you and measured strokes. Little kittycat had better be prepared for some good, long, hard, lovin’ in the coming days.”

She swallowed. “I think kitty needs insurance, too. You know, for future wear and tear reparations.”

He chuckled. “Remind me of that later. Come on, move your lazy tush. We’re going to the lagoon and follow the stream. Let’s see what we can find.”

After eating more sausages and bananas, they started trekking again.

Dare was getting really worried. They’d been following the stream for close to thirty minutes already. The terrain was not easy and he was on full alert, watching out for wild animals.  His hand was steadily holding the butt of his gun just in case.

It was their third day in the jungle and he still hadn’t found a way to civilization. No cellular signal either. He’d been  turning his phone on and off to check for signal, conserving his battery. Their food supplies were getting depleted, too. He’d need to hunt soon. He hadn’t seen a single wild boar or a deer in the past days. He’d have to make traps.  He would have wanted to shoot birds but his Mini-Uzi was not designed for single-shot firing and he didn’t want to waste a burst of ammunition on a single bird. What if they’d encounter hungry carnivorous mammals or native savages? They’d be helpless without enough ammu.

He could fish, but he hadn’t seen a single fish big enough to eat in the lagoon. Fishing in uncharted waters was more dangerous than hunting on solid ground. He’d read about some really dangerous species inhabiting shallow waters and swamps, like alligators and water snakes. If he got bitten by a snake, he’d die and Celine would be left alone in this fucking jungle. Just the thought made him shudder. He had to keep himself alive and strong to protect her. He was hesitant to shoot monkeys. They were everywhere and they might get hostile if he killed one of their kind. These sneaky creatures could creep in on them while they slept at night. Monkeys were smarter than other animals. He’d read about that.

“Let’s go back,” he finally said when they’d trekked for an hour without finding anything. The stream became more winding as they went downhill and Celine was having difficulty keeping up with him. He also didn’t want to get too far away from the plane during the afternoon. They had to reach their shelter before sunset. At dusk, the carnivorous mammals would start hunting and he didn’t want them to end up at the bottom of the food chain.

They reached the lagoon again at noontime. Celine wanted to bathe.

Dare gave her a lecherous look. “Do you want to practice?”

“No!” was her immediate answer.

“You sore?”

“Yes. It’s worse now than the first time.”

He looked guilty. “I’m sorry baby, but your pussy is so tight. I wish I can reduce the size of my cock so I won’t hurt you.”

She blushed. She needed to get used to intimate lovers’ talk and Dare loved to talk dirty during sex.

She was sore alright but not intolerably so. He’d prepared her well before fully entering her yesterday. It was probably just her muscles not used to that kind of activity having a hang-over. “Most men want to enlarge their penises and you want to make yours small.”

“Only for you. The rest were quite happy with my junk.”

“I’d be really happy with only half.”

He winced, not liking what she said. “Only half?” He sounded really worried.

She fought to keep a straight face. “The G-spot is only two inches deep, what would I need extra inches for? And you have a LOT extra.”

He was speechless for a few seconds. “You’re not serious, are you?”

“I am, too.”

“Woman, you definitely need to practice. I’m definitely not happy with only two inches deep.”

She laughed and kissed his chin. “Then you need to practice, too.”

“So, how do you know your G-spot if you haven’t been masturbating?”

Celine gave him a sour look. She really needed to get used to Dare’s offhand, scandalous questions.“Do I really need to answer that?”

“Yes.”

They were in the middle of the lagoon, naked. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her arms looped loosely around his neck and he was leisurely wading with her in the water, dipping them both every now and then. It was pure bliss.

“Did you ask your past lovers the same question?”

He frowned.“No…”

She raised a brow. “Then why are you asking me?”

He squeezed her backside which was resting comfortably on his hands. “Why are you answering me with questions?”

“Because people need privacy, too.”

“Privacy? You still need privacy with this?” He nudged her cleft with his manhood, a throbbing chunk of life nestled between them.

“Do lovers need to tell each other everything?”

He sighed exasperatedly. “Just tell me.”

“Well…I really don’t know where my G-spot is. But I know it’s there. All the books I’ve read stated it’s there. So it’s there somewhere.”

He slowly smiled then. “Ahh, so you haven’t located it on your own yet. Do you want Daddy to locate it for you?”

She slapped his shoulder. “I knew you’d say that!”

His fingers crept toward the crease of her ass. She shuddered, electrified. “Dare!”

He grinned wickedly, his fingers inching lower still toward her cleft. She felt him separating her nether lips wider and she held her breath... waiting.

But he didn’t do anything. He kitty lips were spread open, her clit waiting for that familiar stimulation…“Dare…” she whimpered.

He nuzzled her neck and licked her earlobe. “What baby?”

“You’re doing it again.”

“What?”

“Teasing me.”

His tongue darted inside her earlobe. She shivered. “Dare…please!”

“You gotta learn how to express what you want, baby. Tell me.”

“Uhmmmm.”

He released the tension on her lips and then spread her wide again. She mewed and he did it again…and again…spreading her wider and wider until her kitty throbbed and swelled with arousal.

“Do you want me to rub your clit?”

“Yes!”

“Say it. Tell me to rub your clit, baby.”

“Noooo!”

His fingers released her pussy lips.

“Rub my clit!” she hissed, her fingers grasping a fistful of his hair.

“Say please.”

“I hate you.”

“No. You love me.”

She buried her face in his neck, bit his shoulder lightly and moaned. “Please, rub my clit.”

His finger spread her wide again and the moment she felt the first brush of his finger on her engorged little bean, she sighed and moaned in gratitude.

His fingers were doing something so awesomely good with her kitty down there and she wanted to see how exactly he was stroking her that it felt so damn good. She panted, grinding her pelvis against his hands. “What are you doing?” she gasped. “I wanna see.”

“You’re such a voyeur, you know that?”

  His finger changed tempo and angle so that her clit felt like being massaged from all angles in a steady speed and rhythm she was climbing to the summit fast. She threw her head back, her arms holding on to his broad shoulders and she thrashed her body against him, moaning. He was so strong as he carried her plus the added weight of her movements. She couldn’t stop grinding her hips, undulating her torso and rubbing her sensitive nipples on his chest.

“Yes, you like that, baby? You want me to rub your G-spot?”

“Clit is fine, just like that! Don’t stop, don’t stop! Oooohhhh, God, it’s so good, Dare! Sooo good!”

He suddenly stopped.

She moaned in protest. “Dare—”

“Shhhh.” He waded toward the side of the lagoon and sat on a flat rock, arranging her to sit sideways on his lap.

“Dare…”

He kissed her just as his hand went back between her legs and cupped her and rubbed the entire fleshy surface of her kitty. Out of the water now, her juices gushed from inside her, bathing his palm, making his movements sleek.

“I love your pussy, baby. It’s always wet for me. Does it get wet when you think about me? Hmmm?”

A finger rimmed her opening slowly, spreading her juices around it and then pushed in. She jerked a bit but it went in without pain, just a little discomfort. Her arousal had dulled the soreness there, replacing it with a clamoring need for release.

“Tell me.”

“Yes, yes! I get wet when I think about you.”  She clung to his shoulders as she kissed him back. By this time, her tongue had learned how to duel with his, how to suck and lick his lips in the manner that he liked. And as they kissed, he’d croon to her in between, his hot breath bathing her lips with his hotter words.

His finger was joined by another and they were now gliding and rubbing gently against the sleek walls of her kitty, making her squirm and writhe wildly on his lap, her legs flailing restlessly. “Fuck, you have the tightest pussy. I get so fucking hard thinking about this…how tight you are…how good it will feel when I slide my cock inside you…”

He was rubbing a particular spot inside her now that felt so good. It escalated her climb to the peak.

“Ooohh God, yes, there, there, there!”

“Yes, here, baby. I can feel you here. This is your sweetest spot.”

She was delirious at this point, not caring about whatever spot, only that he would end this delicious torment he was subjecting her to.

Her fingers tightened on his hair and she demanded against  his lips, “Make me come, make me come!”

“That’s right, baby. Tell me exactly what you want. Fuck yes, I’m gonna make you come now.”

With incredible strength, he lifted her deftly so that she was astride his lap now.

She was immediately met by his straining hardness pushing at her entrance, squeezing inside her and stopping just where she wanted the rubbing to happen. She was stretched to the limit but it felt very, very good, the stretching adding to the exquisitely roiling pressure in her core.

He guided her hips to move in a certain way and she knew why. His cock rubbed directly against that spot inside her, continuing her mad climb to the peak.

He didn’t need to guide her more. She found the perfect angle and rode him, learning the rhythm and liking it immediately.

“Oh gosh, this position is good, Dare! I love it! I sooo love it! Oh, yes, yes, yes!”

She was riding him high in a gallop now, shallow and fast, perfectly hitting that spot just inside the mouth of her sheath, ecstatic that she could control the movements and chase her own orgasm this way, and he let her do whatever she wanted, his hands just holding her hips lightly for support.

“Yes, that’s right. You’re doing great, baby. Ride my cock, come for me. Fuck, you feel so damn good. So fucking tight!”

His lips clamped on her nipple, sucking deeply and she went over the edge. She threw her head back, arched her body and screamed as the pressure inside her shattered.