As soon as the coffee was done and I had pulled the croissants from the oven, we chowed down, hungrier than I thought. It was another beautiful day in paradise. We got dressed and headed out into the woods to hunt for fruit. As we walked along, stepping over fallen branches and staring up into the tropical forest canopy, I couldn’t help but think about how perfect this woman was for me. She was smart, beautiful, kind, and loved everyone around her, except Zlata. Adriana wasn’t a fan, but neither was I. So we had that in common, too.
The sun pushed through the canopy, spreading rays of light across the forest floor. Everything just seemed like it was more than perfect. Adriana pointed to the left where she had found a mango tree. We pulled out our bags and loaded up on sweet, fresh mango, before venturing further into the forest. Along the way, we stopped and picked berries, and Adriana took pictures of the small frogs perched on leaves of the trees.
We must have walked around the entire island by the time we were ready to head back. She stood looking at me with her big eyes and smiled as she sipped from her water bottle. Suddenly, we heard a sound to the right of us, and I put my arm up in alarm, shielding Adriana and the baby. We both crouched down, unaware of what animals inhabited the island, and pushed through the patch of tall, leafy bushes next to us. As we emerged into the small clearing, Adriana gasped and covered her mouth. Swinging, playing, and eating from the low-lying branches of the trees were small monkeys.
“Look at them,” she squealed, very excited. “They are adorable.”
She attempted to walk forward, but I shook my head at her, not wanting her to get injured in any way. I grabbed her wrist and began to climb the large roots of one of the nearby trees. When we had reached its peak, we sat down, swinging our legs beneath us and watching the monkeys swing about around us. They were just as curious as we were, and I couldn’t help but be completely smitten by Adriana’s wide, excited eyes and the cute little chirping sound that escaped her lips.
One of the younger monkeys crept close to us, and Adriana grabbed a mango from her pouch. She reached the fruit toward the furry creature and watched as it slowly reached forward and took the fruit, before running back to the safety of its family.
Adriana kept us in the tree with the monkeys until late in the afternoon, when I could hear her stomach begin to rumble. I smiled as I stood, signaling it was time to make our exit. She gave me a pouty lip but took my hand and walked back toward the leafy bushes. When we had left the monkeys behind, she turned to me smiling.
“Wasn’t that amazing?” she exclaimed. “I never want to leave this place.”
“You weren’t saying that last night when that huge spider crawled across the wall,” I said, laughing. “I’m pretty sure your exact words were, ‘Well, it was a nice place, too bad I’m going to have to burn it down.’”
“If I can go play with monkeys every day, I’ll deal with the giant man-eating spiders,” she said firmly. “Maybe I could train the monkeys to eat the man-eating spiders. Kill two birds
with one stone.”
I laughed loudly as we made our way back through the woods toward the beach. Once we were back out in the sun and sand, we lugged our find over to the blanket we had left out and dumped our bags in the middle. I ran inside real fast and grabbed a knife, came back, and started peeling the mangos. We talked about the monkeys, the spiders, and the dolphins we had seen the day before. Adriana explained her theory on dolphins being man’s true best friend, and I just sat and listened intently to every word she said. She was absolutely captivating.
I moved the pile of mango peels and scooted over next to Adriana, wanting to feel her body near me. She fed me a dark red berry, and I fed her a piece of mango. She took in a deep, full breath and shook her head as I offered her another piece. We had eaten so much fresh fruit, it was insane.
“Well,” I said, picking up some berries and squishing them between my fingers. “What will we do with all of this extra fruit?”
I reached my fingers up and ran the berries across her lips, following it with my tongue. I then smeared some on her neck and followed that up as well, with my mouth. She shivered as my skin touched hers, and immediately, those sparks began to ignite again.
I pulled at her shorts and watched as she slipped them off, revealing she was wearing nothing underneath. She pulled her top over her head, and I licked my lips as her tits bounced out in front of me. I reached down and picked up a mango slice and rubbed it across her nipples. My mouth sucked hard on the sweetness, and my cock bulged at the sounds of her soft moaning.
I watched as she lowered her hand down and grabbed another mango and turned toward me. I pulled off my shirt and my swimming trunks and watched as she bit her lip and ran the mango across my shaft. When the sticky sweetness covered every inch, she smiled coyly and leaned down, licking the juices from every inch of my dick before taking it into her throat.
I groaned, feeling the sides of her mouth and her tongue swirling over my dick. I leaned back and laid down, pulling her body around and rubbing the sticky juices of the fruit between her pussy lips. I pulled her over top of me and tugged down on her hips until she sat firmly on my face. I wildly moved my tongue all over her, making sure to get the last sticky sweetness from her pussy.
She moaned with my cock in her mouth and grabbed on to my thighs. She sat up, smashing a handful of berries in between her palms before grabbing my cock and started to stroke. I thrust my pelvis upward, feeling the wet and sticky sensation running over me. She turned back and glanced over her shoulder at me, smiling mischievously.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she cooed, looking down at my cock.
“I guess you’ll have to clean me up then, won’t you?”
She bit her lip and climbed between my legs. I crossed my arms behind my back and watched as she deep throated my cock, her eyes watering as she surfaced. She bobbed her head up and down on the berry-covered shaft, before taking it in her hand and licking it like a melting ice cream cone. When the last remnants of berries had been licked off of it, she wiped her mouth and popped some mango in her mouth. I smiled and leaned forward, pushing her down on the sand and pressing my lips hard against hers. I scooped the mango from her lips with my tongue. She reached down and grabbed my bulging cock in her sticky hands and ran her fingers up and down it while she massaged my balls with her other hand.
With every move, we both got dirtier and sticker, sucking and licking the juices of our bounty from each other’s body. I grabbed my erection and pushed it deep inside of her, and she screamed loudly in pleasure. My hands slipped in the crushed fruit, and my face felt stickier than honey. I pushed repeatedly and deep into her wet pussy. Her hands flew back and rubbed through the sand.
I grabbed her hips, trying to keep her from wriggling away in pleasure. When she brought her hands back, she frowned as the grains were stuck in the mounds of nectar covering our bodies. I chuckled and pulled out, standing and pulling her to her feet. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out into the water, bending down and lifting her from her feet. Once we were waist deep in the warm waves, I grabbed her ass and lifted her body around me, sliding my cock into her wetness.
Adriana moaned loudly and leaned back as I pushed her closer to orgasm. The top of her body floated above the water as she gyrated her hips and rubbed her clit against me. I could tell she was coming close, so I reached down into the water and flicked my fingers across her nub. She erupted in front of me, arching her back and screaming out in pleasure. I could feel her warm juices flood over my cock, and I watched her body shake in pleasure.
She breathed heavily as she sat back up and wrapped her arms around my neck. I grabbed her hips and pushed and pulled, feeling my cock slip in and out of her hole. She scratched her nails down my back, and the pleasure in my chest turned to low growls. Immediately, I started to thrust, pushing my cock as deep into her as I could. I hooked her legs over my arms, and she opened up and took me all the way in. From that point, I thrust four more deep thrusts before bringing her in close and feeling my cock begin to pulsate as the orgasm washed over my body.
She grabbed onto my shoulders tightly and kissed my forehead as I lowered her to her feet. I pressed my lips against hers, feeling her breath begin to slow, and her pulse begin to lower. She smiled and giggled as both our senses came back to us. We looked around at the oils and fruits floating in the water, and I dunked my body backward, getting the rest of it off. I watched as this divine goddess scooped the water into her hands and let it run down her breasts, relieving the stickiness and washing the stain of the berries from her skin. She was absolutely gorgeous, and I didn’t know how I even came close to deserving such a beautiful girl.
Once the fruit was washed away, we made our way back to shore and got dressed, looking down and laughing at the huge mess we made. I shrugged my shoulders and picked up the blanket, walked to the edge of the woods, and shook all the fruit and rinds into the tree line. I took the blanket with me as I followed Adriana inside, realizing she was exhausted from the day. In fact, she may have had the best idea yet. A middle of the day nap.
Chapter 23: Adriana
We had been on the island for almost a week, and I still couldn’t get enough of that warm breeze off the ocean. We only had a couple days left until we had to get back to Silesia and get back to business, but I didn’t even want to think about it. I just wanted to sit there with Milos’s arms wrapped around my belly and watch the waves crash against the shore. I shivered slightly from the cool breeze that looked like it was bringing a storm in, and Milos hugged me tighter, his hand resting on my baby bump.