Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68509 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68509 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
That was all the encouragement I needed.
My hand sank into her ass, pulling her against me as I thrust forward, letting me thrust deeper.
Vi’s nails dug into my arm as we started to move together.
It wasn’t long before she shifted fully over me, taking over, the new position driving her to that edge faster than either of us were prepared for.
Her face pressed to my chest, muffling her cries as her pussy spasmed around my cock over and over.
Frustrated with the lack of movement, I yanked back the zipper of the netting. Anchoring Vi to my chest, I shifted to a seated position, legs hanging out of the hammock, Vi still on my lap.
She shifted back, lifting her arms up to let me remove her shirt, exposing her to me completely.
And, fuck, I’d never seen anything more beautiful than her right then. Her perfect body on full display, the Amazon a backdrop behind her.
My hands slid up her sides, cupping her breasts, loving the way her head fell back and a little mewling sound escaped her.
I teased her nipples as her hips did little rocking motions as the need grew within her once again.
It didn’t take long before she was desperate for movement.
My hands held her hips as she started to ride me.
The harder she rode me, the more the hammock swung, making her panic and freeze, causing the building orgasm to keep eluding her.
Hooking an arm around her, I pushed to my feet, turning, and dropping her onto her back in the hammock instead.
A gasp escaped her as I grabbed the sides of the hammock and used it and its momentum to slam her back onto my cock.
“Oh, my God,” she cried as I fucked her just like that. Hard and deep. Taking my time to take every fucking inch of her each time.
Her legs writhed, and her hands went to her own tits, working them for me as I drove her up, her pussy getting tighter and tighter until I could barely move inside her anymore.
Then, with a spasming that had my own release surging out of me, she came, her cries filling my ears.
It wasn’t until we both came down that we realized how much noise we’d been making, how we could have been giving ourselves away.
We broke apart in unison, both heading off into the bushes to clean up and get dressed.
By the time Violet made her way back, grumbling about how her bra was still damp and didn’t want to slide on, I had the hammock broken down and stashed away.
“We have some fruit left, but we should probably walk and eat. We have to find a water source today.”
Violet nodded, slipped her backpack on, then reached to tie her long hair up.
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea,” she said, shooting me a guilty little look.
I set a slower pace than I should have, mindful of how sore my body was, so I figured Violet—who had endured more the day before and who had to take two strides to every one of mine—was struggling even more.
We lucked upon another banana tree, loading our backpacks up with bright yellow and green fruit.
It was a relief to know we would stay fed. And that there was at least a little water content in fruit. But I was painfully mindful of how badly we needed to come across some water.
In my pack, I had two bag filters that worked by filling them and squeezing the water out into another receptacle. It was a bit of a process, but we could stock up using our empty water bottles so we could get from one water source to another.
One good thing about the Amazon was that we would never be too far from water. There were something like a thousand water sources throughout it. We just had to find one.
“I’m going to ask something I am probably better off not knowing.”
“Okay,” I said, glancing over at her.
“How long would it take to cross the whole rainforest?”
Yeah, that wasn’t going to be a morale-boosting answer. But I wasn’t going to lie to her either.
“From one side of the Amazon River to the other… over two years. Two years, four months, I think. Give or take, depending on speed.”
“So, keeping that in mind, should we be concerned that this is getting so much more dense all of a sudden?” she asked, gesturing around.
“No,” I assured her. “We are walking west. Ecuador is as west as you can get. We will get out eventually.”
So long as we didn’t get chased in the wrong direction again and need to course-correct, we would reach civilization eventually. We just had to stay the course.
“I think the river we… crossed,” I said, getting a wince from Violet, “was the Caquetá-Japurá, given how big it was and those cliffs.”