Chapter 9
“Justin, Justin. Wake up. I need to talk to you,” Vicky whispered in
his ear near
“No, JC! You can’t have my teddy bear!” Justin unconsciously exclaimed.
Vicky had no time to listen to this. She shook him awake. “Justin, quit being an idiot and listen to me,” she sternly said.
“Vicky, what are you doing here?” he asked, lifting himself out of bed.
“Come with me. I have something to show you,” Vicky answered as she took Justin’s hand to lead him out of his tent and into the darkness. At the edge of the jungle was a flashlight she had left earlier on that afternoon. Vicky picked it up and turned it on. It guided them down into the lush vegetation.
“Vicky, where are we going?” Justin questioned as they turned onto a small animal path that led uphill.
“Shh… we’re almost there.” Vicky could now hear the running water of the waterfall. She pushed her way through a few large bushes and shown the light on the top of the water’s surface.
“It’s beautiful!” Justin gasped. He could see the pale moon casting its rays onto the misty surface. They were staring down at the pond from the top of the waterfall.
“Yeah, I was up here thinking today. I have to tell you so many things
that I haven’t even told my best friends,” she began. Vicky took Justin’s
hand again then continued. “Sam and I had a fight. It was supposed to be about
apologizing, but she dragged it all the way out to
“What got me really thinking was when Chris was talking to me about what I had done. I started the fight over a really stupid reason. But that reason is not stupid to me. Every time I think about it, I remember so many different things. I even wonder why it came up.
“The reason I started the fight was because Sam yelled out that I had
almost gotten pregnant because of someone other than
“Justin, I just wanted to tell you that you’re the first person that
I’ve had feelings for besides
“Vicky…” Justin was speechless. He couldn’t say a thing. The words were lost in his head.
“I know you’re probably not in love with me, but I had to tell you how I felt. I’m sorry.” Vicky stood up to hide the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.
“Vicky,” Justin finally found his voice, “I love you too.”
Vicky turned and smiled. She wrapped her arms around Justin and kissed him. He kissed back at first with light lips, then they became harder as passion rang in his ears. He wanted more from Vicky than just words. He wanted everything.
Vicky could feel the passion in Justin’s kisses. She, too, was waiting for the right moment to make him beg for more. They parted lips, and she stood up, walking to the water’s edge. Dipping her hands into the cold water, Vicky went back to Justin and sprinkled him with some.
A wide smile grew on Justin’s face. He knew what Vicky was doing. He just couldn’t wait for this foreplay to end and have the chance to see the real side of Vicky, the soft, passionate side that he longed to have around his body.
Vicky’s hands grabbed the pockets of Justin’s pants, pulling him closer to the water. As they both entered, she could feel the eagerness building up between them.
“Justin,” she teased. “Oh, Justin. I know what you want.” Her hands moved slowly up his chest. She untucked his shirt and began to unbutton the buttons, licking him each time one was opened. She slipped his shirt off and threw it onto the banks of the stream.
“Oh, Vicky,” Justin moaned each time he felt her soft tongue on his skin. His fingers explored beneath her shirt touching her in places he only dreamed. The softness of her creamy white breasts were nothing like he expected. She moaned when he nibbled at her neck. He pulled off her shirt to reveal her half naked body.
“Just a little more to go,” Vicky teased as she escaped Justin’s grasp. She dove into the middle of the stream and rolled around in the water until she was all wet. Justin gave a small cry when he was also pulled towards the water. It was shallow, only about five inches in depth. He grabbed Vicky’s waist and pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. Vicky pulled away once more and ran to the edge of the cliff where the water dropped about 15 feet into the pond.
“Are you coming, Justin?” she asked.
Justin ran up to her, but she jumped into the crystal blue water of the pond below. Re-emerging, Vicky waved to him making him jump also. They swam to the rocks where Sam and Lance had been and laid out to catch their breaths.
Justin was becoming impatient. He wanted to show Vicky how much he loved her. He wanted to show her his real side, the gentle, loving side.
“Vicky,” Justin whispered as his arm reached around her waist.
“Yeah?” Vicky responded, climbing on top of him.
“Do you want me?” He reached up and began to kiss her between her breasts.
“Yes!” she wailed as Justin began to nibble on her nipple. Her hands reached down to his pants and pulled them off quickly. He was definitely ready. “I can see you want me too,” Vicky added.
Justin beamed. The smile on his face grew wider as he watched Vicky strip off the rest of her clothes until she was standing naked in front of him. Her golden, soaking wet locks fell around her breasts as she stood there in the water, watching him intently. Finally, she was his to ravage for the night. As their bodies slipped into the rhythm of ecstasy, Justin entered the realm of Vicky’s deepest, darkest fantasies.
“Justin!” she called out several times. He answered every time by going deeper and deeper until his full length was inside her. Sweat trickled down both of their bodies into the cool water as they screamed.
“Oh, God, Vicky. You’re so good,” he commented, kissing her breast once it was all over.
“You’re a hundred times better than Chad,” Vicky responded as she snuggled closer to him.
“Vicky, I love you,” Justin whispered as he held her in his strong arms. Lust and passion were clearly apparent in his voice. They kept each other warm that cold night until daylight peered over the horizon. That’s when the trouble started.
Justin lay asleep as Vicky stroked his naked body with her hands. Soon, they’d have to be heading back to camp. She stood up to find their clothes on the banks of the pond and stream. She felt sick and was ready to pass out, but didn’t. She put on her dry clothes and went back to Justin careful not to get his clothes wet.
“Justin,” Vicky hoarsely whispered. “Justin.” She coughed and shivered.
Justin turned over and opened his eyes. A smile grew on his face as he said, “My beautiful Vicky.” His hand touched her face to feel a soaring fever. “Vicky, you’re so hot.”
“I think I’m sick,” she groaned, collapsing beside him.
“Let me put on my clothes and I’ll carry you back to camp.” Justin jumped into his pants leaving off his shirt so he could wrap Vicky in it. She lay on the rocks looking worse than she had before. Her eyes were closed making it appear she was dead.
“Come on, sweetheart, wake up,” Justin coaxed. He scooped Vicky into his arms as her eyelids opened slightly.
Vicky’s hands slid around his neck to hold on as Justin walked through the pond and back onto its banks. Her head rested on his shoulder while they walked through the cool morning forest. Thick gray clouds appeared in the west indicating a storm was fast approaching. It would probably hit the island some time that afternoon judging from its size.
“Hang on, sweetie, we’re almost there,” Justin comforted as they walked out of the forest and onto the sandy white beach. The tents were quiet and without movement. Everyone was still asleep.
Justin went straight into his tent and lay Vicky on his blanket. He wrapped one more around her and began to look for the first aid kit. It was a few inches away from her head. He opened it hoping to find something to calm the fever. Unfortunately, the supplies of medicine were nearly exhausted. There was nothing left to help Vicky. Justin left the tent in search of some old garments of clothing and a canteen.
When he found what he was looking for, he headed back to Vicky to see how she was doing. Her eyes were closed, and she slept calmly. Justin left the tent and went back to the pond. He filled the canteen with water and quickly ran back to camp. Picking up a spare piece of cloth, he poured some water onto it and began to wipe Vicky’s head to cool her down. She looked so helpless lying there unable to move. It was as if the life had been sucked out of her.
Justin kneeled down beside her and kissed her forehead. “I’m not letting you go,” he whispered into her sleeping ear.