Scarlett Jones is a young, talented photographer, with a heart for everything that lives and a passion for capturing the perfect moment. She's delighted when she gets asked to do her magic in Australia. First time on a plane, and it goes horribly wrong. When she wakes up from the nightmare, she enters a new one. Will she survive? And what about those guys? Warning: sexual content and strong language.


13. Guilty pleasure

When I woke up, my body was sweaty and I was aware of the tension in my abdomen.
I had been dreaming about Harry, Liam and Zayn. And at some point, I had two at a time. I was even lightly panting!
It was really early in the morning, and the sun hadn't risen yet. I had to pee and I felt the need to release that tension.
After doing my business in the bushes, I went upstream, until I found a spot with a small waterfall, which ended into an shallow pool.
I felt a little insecure. What if one of them found me? I was quite far away, but still. I threw the shawl on the ground and did the same with my bra and panties.
Slowly, I waded into the water, washing off the sweat and immediately feeling reborn.
I kept swimming for a long time, trying to forget about the place between my legs, which was burning from desire to be touched.
But I couldn't. I stood there, my body half in the water, staring at the waterfall and I let my hands wander across my body.
And like a terrible cliche, I felt another pair of hands on my body. The way they roughly pressed my naked body against his, made me shiver in delight.
'I'm not going to wait any longer.' Liam growled in my ear.
His words made me even more aroused and I moaned softly. He pushed me towards the riverbank and told me to walk towards the waterfall.
'Step through it.' He demanded.
I did what he said and closed my eyes when I stepped through the waterfall. Like I thought, there was a small cave behind the waterfall.
I didn't have much time to admire it, though. As soon as I stood there, I felt his hands on my body again and his hungry lips on my neck.
He turned me around and his lips collided with mine, while he pushed me backwards, until I hit the wall of the cave. Lucky for me, the stones weren't very rough.
Liam lifted me up and slowly lowered me, until I felt the top of his erection against my entrance.
He hesitated for just one second before he pushed himself inside me in one swift motion.
I moaned loudly and closed my eyes when he started to move. He was large and the sensation was wonderful. I threw my head in my neck and grabbed his hair with my hands, feeling the soft locks between my fingers.
'Fuck.' He groaned, before harshly kissing my neck.
His movements got faster and our breath accelerated.
The feeling in my abdomen got more intense and I felt the warmth spreading through my body, along with the tingles.
And suddenly, an explosion in my body. A long, loud moan escaped my lips and I shuddered while I felt Liam's movements become shorter and faster before thrusting one last time, shuddering and groaning in his own, sensational orgasm.
We stood there for a minute, both trying to catch our breath and calm down. His forehead rested on my shoulder and I leaned my head against the wall, eyes closed.
Then, I felt his hands softly squeezing my butt and I opened my eyes, meeting his brown ones.
He looked satisfied and happy and a smile curled his lips.
We didn't say a word and he pulled himself out of me, before putting me down on the ground.
Much to my relief, I saw him taking off a condom. I hadn't even thought about that 'till that moment.
Liam suggested he would go back first and I nodded, watching him leave.
Then, I swam around for a little while, thinking about what had happened. Even though we had just helped each other releasing some tension, I felt guilty. Because I started to feel things for a certain person with lovely green eyes and it felt like I had betrayed him.
Heck, I didn't even know if he had feelings for me! But I still felt bad.
I got out of the water, put on my bra and washed my panties before putting them on as well.
Walking back to the camp, I wrapped the shawl around my body.
Back at the shelter, I lay down on my bed and stared at Harry's tanned back, which made the feeling of guilt heavier.
Was I overreacting? Did I actually feel something for him? Feeling confused as fuck, I closed my eyes and scooted a little closer to Harry, a small smile appearing on my lips when I breathed in his scent.
On that moment, I made a promise; what happened between Liam and me, was never going to happen again.

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