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His mouth moved towards my waiting nipple making my skin hot with anticipation. The feel of his lip on the tip of my nipple made it get rock hard instantly. My mind was spinning as he let it slide into his warm mouth. I moaned sharply. *** A boat cruise gone wrong... All sarcastic driven Cara McKay wanted was a pleasurable boat trip. She didn't expect to be marooned on an island with the worst of the worst- cocky, man whore Zayn Dawson. Sexy as sin, the last place playboy billionaire Zayn wanted to be, was on an abandoned island. With only a girl who drives him crazy as his unwilling companion, Zayn doubts the fact of making it out alive sane. Not only does Cara fill him with the desire to throttle her, she also makes other things hard as well with her fiery eyes, pouty lips and curvy body. But what do two hotheaded people who are trapped together on an island do for several days? They wreck each other-in the most pleasurable way possible.

Chapter 1 Harder

Cara McKay

"Hello?"

Nothing.

"Hello. Anyone?" My voice echoed with uncertainty. It was fair to say I was scared shitless. One minute I was in a luxury yacht. How the fuck did I get on an island?!

My unsteady legs kept moving against my will walking along the edge of the island. Going in wasn't an option. What if they had a tribe of island cavemen or as I'd put it man-eaters. What if a deadly predator was lurking just out of sight. No. Staying here was the best play.

I was still in the bikini I had been wearing the previous night. My hard breasts were hardly concealed as my nipples poked furiously at the fabric for freedom. The bottom half of the bikini was worse. I had been too drunk to notice how much my ass was bigger than the panties. The thick curves of each ass cheek twisted out of sight. The curve of my hips completed the look. I looked like a psycho nymphomaniac.

"Hello?!" My voice traveled everywhere and nowhere coming back to slam me hard. I was starting to feel alone and highly vulnerable. Somehow I wasn't scared. I had long noticed my inability to get frightened easily. I had guts of steel.

The island was quiet and peaceful. Something in my guts told me it was a ruse. Ultimately, I would need a weapon to make me feel a little bit safe. I looked around for any possible options but it was just sand, more sand, and shells.

Ok. Calm down. Just calm down and think for a minute.

Despite my best efforts to think, I had to accept the fact my head wasn't going to be much help anytime soon. Defeated, I slump weightlessly to the ground. The feel of sand on my body helped reduce the aching. It would have been a good idea to just stay there till sleep claimed me. Maybe I'd wake up back on the yacht with Donna trying to convince me to loosen up more. The thought of waking up with the worst case of sunburn looking like a donut from a local store made me decide it wasn't worth risking it at all.

I turned on my side letting my ass enjoy a little breeze and that's when I saw it. The bag was struggling with a wave trying to decide whether to stay or return to the open sea. I rushed on my feet and sprinted towards it making a frantic dive. I grabbed it pushing it to the safety of my enormous tits. Only after I was certain it was safe in my clutches did I get up and move to see the contents.

The black bag must have come from the wreck. It looked expensive and yet simple. The type of bag you'd take for a 3day trip on a stupid cruise celebrating the birthday of a fucking jerk. I just hope there were good clothes inside.

I opened it and got my first dose of disappointment. It belonged to a guy. There wasn't much in the bag. Cargo pants, shorts, condoms, pills, more condoms, and a child's doll. What type of weirdo owned this bag? The second disappointment came when I had a whiff of the clothes. They smelled like ass. I was about to toss the bag in anger when common sense urged me to rescue the cargo pants first. So I did. I tried it on and it fit perfectly regardless of my massive ass and hips. I sighed in relief.

"Hello," I shouted one last time knowing only silence would answer me back. I looked up. There was no sun yet and the weather looked like it was going to rain. I would circle the island a little then move deeper on my quest for shade or if I was lucky, shelter.

I continued my journey along the sand as I walked with a newfound purpose. My strides were deliberate. I felt how Dora must feel after she must have spoken to her trusty map. That was what made her better than me. At least she knew where she was going. Me, I didn't know shit but I had a good feeling in my gut.

I looked ahead and saw rocks. This part of the island had rocks. That was a good sign. First sand. Now rocks. Maybe next would be a fully equipped crib where I can have a hot bath. I was keeping my fingers crossed. I continued along with this rocky territory willing my tired feet to do the impossible. Everything ached from my waist down. My brown hair had come loose from the ponytail I had struggled to make and it was all tangled now.

Fuck this! I quit.

I slumped on the hard surface of a rock letting my tired bones feel the cold kiss. I'd stay here till a plane found me or till a monster emerged from the thick jungle of the island and bit off my small round head. My wild hair was everywhere roaming like a firestorm. I was on the brink of losing my sanity and the silence wasn't helping one bit.

I needed to calm down. The tension in me was swallowing me piece by piece. The sound of the wave smashing rock made me skittish. I needed to soothe my fucking nerves.

I closed my eyes and let my hand move along my delicate skin. My fingers moved to the arc of my heavy breast making me warm inside. Both areolas tightened and stiffened before my nipples responded to the touch. They both throbbed painfully pleading for attention. I tore off my bikini top revealing my heavy breasts. I cupped both of them hungrily. They felt so fluffy and firm. I squeezed harder. Damn.

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