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Authors: Jill Myles
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Salvador out of my sight again. If I had to pick between being his woman, and being the woman of a caveman, I’d pick the sexy Spaniard any day.
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We stopped a few hours later, as the sun was coming up behind the trees. I’d dozed for a bit on Salvador’s shoulder, but the rollicking motion left me with little rest and a lot of seasickness. Salvador had slowed down as the night wore on, and I could sense him dragging. I was happy when he put me down and we sat against a fallen log.
I raised my tied hands at him. “Can you untie me?”
He gave me a quick look, and then shook his head, closing his eyes and ignoring me.
Undeterred, I shoved my hands on his chest. “Look, I’m grateful to you for saving me, but I’d really appreciate it if you just untied me. I’m not going anywhere.” I punctuated each word with an angry stab of his chest. “I’ve learned my lesson.”
He merely watched me under hooded, sleepy eyes.
This lack of communication thing was really getting to me. I sighed and gestured with my hands. “Diana Salvador meh . Understand? Meh. I’m yours. I’m not running away or anything stupid like that.”
He raised an eyebrow at me. “ Meh ?”
I blushed. “ Meh. ” His scrutiny continued and I squirmed, wriggling at my bonds. “Can you please untie me now?”
Salvador gave me another searching look, then finally reached out to undo the bonds that kept my hands tied. I rotated my wrists as he untied my feet, and rubbed at the irritated skin. “Oh, thank you. That feels so wonderful. I—ulp!” My words choked off when he raised my foot and stared at the underside. He ran his fingers along the dirty pads of my foot.
I giggled at the sensation and tried to squirm away. “That tickles.”
Apparently he wasn’t too happy with what he saw, because he grunted and gave me a long look, then picked me up and put me over his shoulder again.
“Wait!” I slapped one hand along his back. “I didn’t get a chance to—“ My words cut off when he gave my backside a quick slap, reminding me that I needed to be quiet in the jungle. I sighed and obeyed, and hoped we were stopping again soon.
We did. Not more than five minutes passed before I heard the rushing of water – and then I had to pee really bad. I squirmed on his shoulder until he released me, and we took a momentary break as I went to the bushes. He stuck close by – a little too close for me not to be embarrassed, but after our last mishap, I didn’t want him going anywhere. Business done, I stepped out of the bushes and wished for a sink to clean my hands at, noting the grime under my fingernails, and sighed. Oh, to be clean again.
I got my wish. Two more minutes of jostling travel on Salvador’s shoulder, and the smell of water hit the air at the same time that I realized we were near the sound of the moving water. I craned my head to see my surroundings, and gasped with excitement when I did. “A waterfall!”
Salvador gently set me down at a rocky outcrop near the edge of the small pool, and I sighed with appreciation at its beauty. It wasn’t a big waterfall – rather, one of the thicker streams had met a rocky outcrop at some point, and the result was a small burbling waterfall that dropped into a small pool that ran off into another stream. The water smelled clean and cold, though, and I got excited just at the thought.
I turned to look at Salvador. “Is it safe to bathe?” I made a washing motion, gesturing at my muddy, caked hair.
He nodded at me and pulled his knife out, gesturing that he was going to scout the area while I washed. Sounded good to me.
Thick plants covered the banks of the small pool, and I hid behind one of those and shucked my bikini before sliding into the water and immediately submersing myself up to my shoulders to hide my body in case he felt like looking. Not that I was much to look at right now, I admitted to myself. Grime caked every pore of my body, and the lower I
*** *** ***
We stopped a few hours later, as the sun was coming up behind the trees. I’d dozed for a bit on Salvador’s shoulder, but the rollicking motion left me with little rest and a lot of seasickness. Salvador had slowed down as the night wore on, and I could sense him dragging. I was happy when he put me down and we sat against a fallen log.
I raised my tied hands at him. “Can you untie me?”
He gave me a quick look, and then shook his head, closing his eyes and ignoring me.
Undeterred, I shoved my hands on his chest. “Look, I’m grateful to you for saving me, but I’d really appreciate it if you just untied me. I’m not going anywhere.” I punctuated each word with an angry stab of his chest. “I’ve learned my lesson.”
He merely watched me under hooded, sleepy eyes.
This lack of communication thing was really getting to me. I sighed and gestured with my hands. “Diana Salvador meh . Understand? Meh. I’m yours. I’m not running away or anything stupid like that.”
He raised an eyebrow at me. “ Meh ?”
I blushed. “ Meh. ” His scrutiny continued and I squirmed, wriggling at my bonds. “Can you please untie me now?”
Salvador gave me another searching look, then finally reached out to undo the bonds that kept my hands tied. I rotated my wrists as he untied my feet, and rubbed at the irritated skin. “Oh, thank you. That feels so wonderful. I—ulp!” My words choked off when he raised my foot and stared at the underside. He ran his fingers along the dirty pads of my foot.
I giggled at the sensation and tried to squirm away. “That tickles.”
Apparently he wasn’t too happy with what he saw, because he grunted and gave me a long look, then picked me up and put me over his shoulder again.
“Wait!” I slapped one hand along his back. “I didn’t get a chance to—“ My words cut off when he gave my backside a quick slap, reminding me that I needed to be quiet in the jungle. I sighed and obeyed, and hoped we were stopping again soon.
We did. Not more than five minutes passed before I heard the rushing of water – and then I had to pee really bad. I squirmed on his shoulder until he released me, and we took a momentary break as I went to the bushes. He stuck close by – a little too close for me not to be embarrassed, but after our last mishap, I didn’t want him going anywhere. Business done, I stepped out of the bushes and wished for a sink to clean my hands at, noting the grime under my fingernails, and sighed. Oh, to be clean again.
I got my wish. Two more minutes of jostling travel on Salvador’s shoulder, and the smell of water hit the air at the same time that I realized we were near the sound of the moving water. I craned my head to see my surroundings, and gasped with excitement when I did. “A waterfall!”
Salvador gently set me down at a rocky outcrop near the edge of the small pool, and I sighed with appreciation at its beauty. It wasn’t a big waterfall – rather, one of the thicker streams had met a rocky outcrop at some point, and the result was a small burbling waterfall that dropped into a small pool that ran off into another stream. The water smelled clean and cold, though, and I got excited just at the thought.
I turned to look at Salvador. “Is it safe to bathe?” I made a washing motion, gesturing at my muddy, caked hair.
He nodded at me and pulled his knife out, gesturing that he was going to scout the area while I washed. Sounded good to me.
Thick plants covered the banks of the small pool, and I hid behind one of those and shucked my bikini before sliding into the water and immediately submersing myself up to my shoulders to hide my body in case he felt like looking. Not that I was much to look at right now, I admitted to myself. Grime caked every pore of my body, and the lower I
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