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“Nine inches,” I corrected.

“Eight inches, nine inches, same difference.”

Victoria

“There’s a difference,” Knox said as if he needed to defend his manhood. I didn’t give a damn about that extra inch. I would get wrecked either way.

“Maybe it was you who needed a safe word,” I taunted as I stood on my hands and knees with my pussy stretched around him. Knox pulled out, and I nearly cursed when he thrust back into me with so much force that I almost fell on my face. He plunged into me like a madman, and the sound of my ass clapping crashed louder than the ocean’s waves. I tried to create a little bit of distance between us, but he saw to it that I’d take every inch of that nine-inch dick. He was giving me too much, too fast. I threw my hand back and pushed against his abdomen. I cried out when he wrenched my arm back and stuck my fingers in his mouth while he drilled away.

“Too much, baby?” he murmured tauntingly around my fingers. “Just say the word,” he mumbled as he continued to break my back in. Knox was fucking me viciously as if he was told he could have one last meal before walking the Green Mile, and I was that meal. He spat my fingers out, flipped me onto my back, and hooked my legs around his hips. With each pump, he knocked a little gust of air out of me. I quickly realized that breathing was overrated when he slid his hands beneath my ass and lifted me off the mat. My mouth gaped in a silent scream as he punished my g-spot. My fingernails scratched down his neck and back as I scrambled for purchase. I needed something to anchor me as Knox brought me to the finish line. I buried myface into his neck and wailed as he coaxed my second orgasm of the night out of me.

My breath hitched when I felt his cum shoot inside of me as my pussy still spasmed around him. Like the greedy bitch she was, she milked him for every drop. I caught my breath as he peppered kisses on my face while still inside me.

“I want a raise when we return home,” I teased.

He laughed. “That depends on your performance review, Ms. Caldwell.”

“You got me hunching in a hut, and I’m pretty sure I have sand in my ass crack. I’m getting that raise.”

His chest rumbled with laughter. “And if I don’t?”

“I will be on the news in a darkened room wearing a hoodie with a voice changer, telling my story.”

He pulled out and rolled us over until I was on top. I lay on his chest and lived in the moment.

“How about instead of a raise, I’ll let you come over to my place and raid your side of the closet?”

Shit. I had forgotten that this man bought me an entire wardrobe, shoes, and jewelry.

“I find your terms acceptable, Mr. Ramsey.”

“Good. Now, let’s eat. I’ve worked up an appetite.”

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but we can’t eat that shark.”

“Why not?” he asked incredulously.

“It wasn’t bled in time. Sharks have a lot of urea and ammonia. They have to be bled immediately after catching them.” Knox sighed heavily. “It’s the thought that counts, though. If it makes you feel better, I can do a mean reverse cowgirl.”

13

Caftan

Knox

A soft wind blew through the trees, stirring Victoria. I smiled as I looked down at her. Her leg was thrown over my hip, and her head rested on my shoulder with her eyes closed.

I’m in fucking paradise.

We rocked softly in a hammock that we cobbled together out of scraps—some vines, rope, and the seat belts we scavenged from the plane. I was surprised it could hold both of us, but there we were, swaying as if we didn’t have a care in the world.

Her hair smelled like her coconut conditioner, and despite how hot it was, I couldn’t help but hold her tighter. She heaved a satisfied sigh and ran her hand up and down my well-defined abs. I was astounded and mesmerized that she was still theepitome of beauty after everything—plane crash, mosquitoes, lack of food and basic human necessities, and harsh sun.

“I think it’s been six weeks,” I murmured.

Her long lashes fluttered, and in the next second, she stared up at me with her gorgeous eyes.

“Six weeks? That’s it? It feels like it’s been a hell of a lot longer than that. It feels like forever,” she said softly before closing her eyes again. “This almost feels like a vacation,” she admitted.