Twisted Ecstasy
We rotate helplessly, every movement drawing pleasure from the next person.
“Harder, you beautiful green bastards,” Javier growls at the plants. “Make me your favorite fertilizer.”
Hoarse from screaming, Becky manages a wink. “Scott, if we ever get out of here, we’re never telling anyone why we got lost.”
I kiss her, messy and deep, tasting nectar, her, and the jungle itself. “Deal. But I’m coming back. These flowers know how to treat a guy.”
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