Chapter 22: Island

She headed for the bathroom door and locked herself inside before I could say anything. I pictured her in the shower for a moment before I stopped myself and headed to the bedroom. I wouldn't say that this house was small, but it didn't have nearly as many rooms as mine. On the first floor, there was a kitchen, living room, and dining room. On the second floor, there was a bathroom and two bedrooms. The bigger bedroom was next to the bathroom and there was another door that led to the bathroom inside. I walked into the bigger bedroom and started to settle in. It didn't feel great to be soaked in freezing ocean water for as long as I did. My wet clothes irritated my skin so I took my shirt off and hung it on the closet doorknob. 

I wanted to take everything else off too but I didn't want Molly to think I was getting any ideas. Hell, I did have ideas. We were alone. I was all alone with Molly on an island far away from any other living people. The only problem was that as of right now she still had a boyfriend. God, why couldn't she have seen that James was cheating before we went on this stupid trip? There was nothing more I wanted to do than to dive face-first in between her thighs. 

I sat down on the edge of the bed as I felt myself getting riled up again. The image of her steaming body underneath nothing but a towel kept popping up in my head and I had to adjust myself to make room in my pants. The heat of my groin warmed my soaked jeans, only making me hotter. God, I wanted her so badly. Being alone with her was driving my body wild with lust. This was some cruel trick the universe pulled on me. I had an entire island at my disposal, and I couldn't do anything about it.

I debated on whether I had time to jerk off for much longer than I should have, and before I knew it I heard Molly call for me from behind the bathroom door. "Kane?" I answered once I was pulled back into the moment. "Yeah?" Molly's voice made my brain so calm every time she spoke. "I realized that I don't have anything to wear. Can you check the closet for something I could sleep in?"

Erin suddenly made his existence known before I could answer. 'Say no! Make her come out of there buck ass naked and watch her do it herself!' I tingled at the thought but shook my head as I whispered back. "You idiot. Imagine how pissed she would be." I then stood up from the bed and headed to the closet. "Sure. Just a sec." I looked through the hangers for something comfortable for her until I saw a black oversized T-shirt. I smiled as I took it off the pole and didn't bother looking for a full set of pajamas.

I wanted to see her in this and imagine that she was wearing my clothes after we had sex. It was the closest thing I had to that possibility. I walked over to the bathroom door and knocked lightly with my knuckle. I was hoping to see a glimpse of her but she snatched the hanger from me with lightning speed and slammed the door in my face before I noticed the door opening. After a moment of hesitation, she called back to me. "Was this all they had?" I shrugged. "It was the first thing I saw that looked comfortable."

She sighed and I heard some rummaging on the other side of the door. After a moment she opened it and quickly walked past me. "The shower is all yours." I looked at her as she went over to the bed to get comfortable. I bit my lip to prevent myself from catcalling her. She looked so sexy in that shirt and the possibility that she was commando made me ache. I could easily see her rock-hard nipples beneath the thin material and the whole image made me want to lose control. I turned to the bathroom before she caught me staring and closed the door behind me.

I rested my forehead on the door after I closed it, in an attempt to get the horny shakes to pass. They stayed with me just as strong so I turned to go ahead and take a shower. It felt good to get the seawater off of me but my mind was elsewhere. As I stood under the water, the thought of her in the next room wouldn't leave me alone. I decided to quickly rub one out so I could release all of this pent-up desire, but my climax was not nearly as satisfying as I hoped. I barely released anything and it only left me hornier and wanting more. It was as if my dick knew that there was a sexy, barely dressed woman only one room away. I felt like I had shown an animal the meatiest meal of its life, then proceeded to feed it bark. 

After I got out of the shower, I toweled off and realized that I too, had nothing to wear. I panicked, thinking that I couldn't just walk out of here in a towel, sporting the hardest boner I've ever had. Erin, of course, disagreed. 'Women like confidence. Just act like what you're doing is totally fine and she'll be too confused to do anything about it. You might catch her staring at it, too.' I rolled my eyes. "Why do you have to be the most talkative out of everyone else here? Someone say something. Anyone but Erin. Ideas on what to do. Anybody?" Mary spoke next. 'You could just do what she did and ask her to find something in the closet for you.' 

I shook my head. "No. If I do that, who knows what abomination she'll hand me through that door as payback for what I gave her." Erin suggested his idea again with more urgency. 'Walk out as is. Come on! What's the worst thing that could happen?!' I crossed my arms. "Um, I don't know, she could think I'm a total jerk and my chances with her could be ruined for good this time." John finally spoke and I was just happy to hear his voice instead of Erin's. 'How about a compromise? The old stick-it-up-the-waistband trick hasn't failed thus far.' I hesitated. "That could work. But I'm using two towels, just to be safe."

I then pulled my dick up to rest in the waistband of my towel and wrapped another around my waist. 'It's not what I had in mind, but you still get to practice confidence. Now go out there and see for yourself that it works.' I sighed and opened the door. I saw Molly who was still sitting on the bed and fidgeting with her hair like she always did when she was nervous. It was clear that she was still on edge about being unarmed on an island full of zombies. Her legs were crossed and in full view, so silky smooth and shiny from being freshly washed. She looked stunning and I had to force myself not to stare.