The storm continued into the evening. As the sun went down Ivan looked at Selena, staring out into the rain.
“I think we better camp for the evening. We don’t want to head back in the dark. It would be too dangerous.”
“I was just thinking that.” Selena replied.
Her blonde curly hair was wet and her white t-shirt clung to her breasts. Ivan could see a sadness in her beautiful blue eyes, and felt like he wanted to comfort her. Though he could tell that she did not feel safe with him. Although she was nice and friendly, she seemed distant, and not really very interested.
He got the blankets and laid them out in the only dry spot under the tree.
“We should be fine here.” He said.
That night, shivering and cold, as they lay under the tree, they found themselves moving closer together to stay warm. As their bodies touched, Ivan felt a surge of passion running through him. The way her breasts had looked in her wet, clinging t-shirt, the sadness of her smile, the mystery of her eyes.
As he ran his hand along her back down toward her thighs, Selena whispered.
“Don’t.” She said it, but her body stayed close to his.
“I’m sorry.” He said.
She allowed him to hold her in his arms, but stopped anything from becoming sexual. Holding each other tightly, they both fell asleep, listening to the sound of the rain.
Chapter 6
The next day, the land was wet, yet the rain had finally stopped. It was early, and the sun was beginning to rise.
“We should try and head back while the rain has stopped.” Said Selena.
Neither of them mentioned what had happened the night before. She seemed shy, almost nervous. There was a delicacy about her that he just wanted to protect.
“Yes”-said Ivan. He started to fold the blankets, wrapping one around her so she would stay warm.
“Thanks.” Said Selena, looking up at him and smiling.
As they made their way back through the jungle, doing their best to re-trace their steps, when suddenly Selena slid, almost falling into a deep ditch.
“Help!” she gasped. Ivan turned around, saw her fall, and dropped the bag.
“Grab my hand!” he shouted.
Selena grabbed hold of his hand tightly as he pulled her from the ditch. He managed to pull her out, though fell down in the process.
“Ow!” he screamed. “My ankle.”
Although Selena had fallen and had a few scratches, she had not injured herself.
She tried to help Ivan stand; yet he could not put any weight on his ankle.
“You go back to the study centre. Go while the rain has stopped. You can get help then, tell them where I am.”
“No” said Selena. “I am not leaving you here.”
He looked at her warmly.
Selena searched the jungle for two long sticks and then began tying the blankets to make a stretcher for him.
With tenacity and determination she began pulling him through the jungle undergrowth, slowly and gently, trying not to go over any sharp rocks along the way.
“Are you okay?” she kept asking.
“No are you okay? I feel bad, you dragging me like this, I must be so heavy for a delicate girl like you.”
“I’m fine,” said Selena, struggling on. Yet it was true, he was heavy and she was very tired. She kept needing to stop to rest and after three hours they had barely covered the distance which had taken them minutes the day before.
Ivan was an interesting man. He loved nature and travel, and had been around the world, with lots of fascinating stories. He could see that Selena did not want to open up much, and had decided that he would do most of the talking in order that she may begin to trust him a little more. He made her laugh and Selena began to feel very comfortable in his company, and for the first time in weeks, happy. She even started to feel glad that they had got stranded and were able to spend this time together. She found him reassuring, gentle and kind.
He had only been living in New York for a few months, and Selena, having lived their her whole life, started to tell him tales of the city, the different parts, different memories.
Chapter 7
As the sun began to set that night, they decided to stop and rest for the evening. The day had been dry and Selena decided to find wood that was not too damp in order to build a fire.
She left Ivan and went off in search of firewood.
“Be careful.” Said Ivan softly as she headed off.
Selena smiled at him warmly.
“I will.”
She came back and spent put together the fire.
Ivan looked on at her with admiration. She had been so attentive, so caring, so practical.
They sat together by the fire in silence. Both tired after a long day, they ate some little of the food they had brought, taking care not to use all the supplies, not knowing how long it would take them to get back to the camp.
As they lay to sleep that evening, Selena had no choice but to lie with him on the stretcher, as they did not have blankets to spare. Though they lay in each other’s arms, Ivan only held her, and though his hands ached with desire to touch and caress her, he stayed still. Selena felt her body longing to be touched, longing to kiss him, yet she stayed motionless, just hearing his breathing, and the sound of the exotic birds evening song.
When they awoke together the next morning, in each other’s embrace, they lay together, silent, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies, and the beautiful sun rays, streaming through the leaves of the incredible century old trees above them. Feeling a warm rush of blood tingling through her, Selena did not want to get up and leave the warmth of his embrace. Yet she did so. They had practical matters to attend to and she promised herself she would not fall in love. But she liked him. She really really liked him.
They made their way and after a couple of hours had come out of the deep jungle undergrowth, where the trees cleared and they could see the spectacular view of the mangrove shores. The cacao groves embraced the land and banana and coconut trees showed themselves.
Selena ran excitedly toward them, collecting bananas and coconuts that had fallen from the trees.
“Oh my God! This is heaven!” she exclaimed.
“If you were not injured of course.” She said as she sat beside him, laying the collected fruit on the floor.
“Mmm, even though I am injured, it is still heaven.” He smiled as he peeled the banana.
“I feel like such an invalid. Hardly a knight in shining armour.”
“Hey” said Selena.
“You fell rescuing me remember? You are still my hero.” She smiled at him, her eyes flashing. His heart stopped. She was so beautiful when she smiled.
Chapter 8
That night they lay together on the stretcher. The day had been clear again, and now they lay under the stars, with a view of them twinkling. It was the first night they were able to see the stars overhead, as before the trees had sheltered them. The sight was incredible, certainly nothing like the New York sky.
“Oh my God” said Selena, as she stared up at them, her eyes filled with wonder.
Ivan began to stroke her arm softly, tracing his fingers along her skin. This time, Selena responded to his touch, desire overwhelming her. Unable to resist anymore, she climbed on top of him, sucking gently on his lips, holding on to his hips with her legs.
“Oh my God” he groaned as he pushed his pelvis into hers.
Slowly she began to unbutton his jeans. His penis was hard and throbbing and she began slowly to suck him, holding his balls together in her hand, circling the head of his penis with her tongue.
Ivan lay there stunned. She had seemed so shy, and yet now with such confidence it was like she had no restraints, and was wild and free.
She began to strip in front of him slowly, and then, naked, she climbed on top of him, placing his penis inside her, riding him, slowly at first and then building into a wild orgasmic frenzy.
Chapt
er 9
When Selena opened her eyes that morning she saw three butterflies fluttering beside them, vividly displaying their dazzling pink and orange colours.
“Ivan” she whispered to the sleeping body beside her.
Ivan slowly opened his eyes.
“Look” she pointed to the butterflies.
Ivan smiled.
“Beautiful” he said. “I wish I could wake up here every morning.”
They lay together stroking each other, softly caressing.
“Shhh.” Said Ivan suddenly.
They were silent and then could hear what seemed to be voices in the distance.
“It’s Viv!” Selena suddenly jumped up. Looking over into the distance she could make out the bodies of Viv and Luciano and what seemed to be a rescue party.
“Hey!!!!!” She shouted. “Over here!”
Viv and Luciano turned and saw them and began running towards them, the rescue party running behind.
“Thank God!” said Viv. “We have been looking for you for days! I was so worried!” She ran to Selena hugging her tightly.
“What happened?” Selena explained that Ivan was injured and needed help.
The rescue party quickly called for medical assistance and Ivan was taken to hospital. The others headed back to the camp.
Selena and Viv sat together in Selena’s room that evening.
“So?” asked Viv. “Did anything happen?” she said naughtily. Selena blushed.
“Yes”
“Great!” Viv exclaimed. “I want all the details!”
Selena laughed.
“What about you?”
“Oh my God!” said Viv. “All I can say is Italian lovers called Luciano are the absolute best! I had the hottest sex in my life last night!”
Selena giggled and then told her what had happened with Ivan, and that she really liked him. The two girls sat talking until the early hours of the morning when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
“It’s Luciano!” Viv exclaimed.
“Can I leave you darling and go to his room? Tell me if you want me to stay.”
“No” said Selena reassuringly. “I’m going to sleep now anyway. You have fun.”
“Darling Luciano does sound like fun!” She jumped up and ran to the door.
“Hey baby.” She said seductively to Luciano closing the door behind her.
Selena curled up in bed to sleep, thinking about Ivan.
Chapter 10
The next day Selena, wearing a white linen suit, waited outside for the taxi. She had just been given the address of the hospital that Ivan had been taken to. Viv was still off somewhere with Luciano, and Selena had decided that she had to see him.
When the taxi pulled up outside the study centre Selena climbed quickly inside. The taxi drove along the spectacular shorelines and Selena looked outside at the stunning azure seas outside, reflecting and surprised at how quickly her feelings had grown for Ivan.
When she arrived at the hospital she was told that Ivan had checked out and was heading home back to New York. Dismayed and disappointed Selena called for another taxi to head back to the study centre.
When she arrived Ivan was waiting for her outside.
She felt relief sweep over her.
“Ivan.” She said
“How are you?” she looked down at his leg, with the ankle now covered in a plaster cast.
“Well, you know” he laughed.
“I can’t finish the course!”
“Oh” she said disappointed.
“Of course.”
“Listen Selena.” He said slowly.
“I really like you. I want to stay around just to be with you.”
Selena smiled.
“I really like you to.”
Chapter 11
Selena and Ivan. They were the couple everyone wanted to know. Good-looking and fun, they had become self-made millionaires in the last two years, putting on the biggest parties in Mikanos, which had soon become the biggest parties in Europe.
They had set up their own beach party, which had soon become the biggest celebrity haunt and famous worldwide. It was the party that everyone wanted to go to. And Ivan and Selena were the couple everyone wanted to see.
Now they had just bought their own nightclub in which to host the parties. Yet it was the back of the nightclub that caused rumours to circulate worldwide. The back, which was known simply as ‘The Motel’.
The Motel had twelve guest rooms, rooms that were by invitation only. It was here that the real parties happened.
Ivan and Selena invited their A-list friends to stay here, and the DJs and dancers. Everybody wanted an invite, yet only few got it. For those that did, the experience was like nothing and nowhere else. Drug and sex fuelled parties that were wilder than anywhere else, with faces from films and magazines. People would party and wake to finding themselves in the arms of their favourite film star, or royalty. With blurred memories, they would rub their eyes, trying to establish whether or not they were dreaming, or whether this was in fact reality. Topless girls would strut along the corridors wearing only pink feather boas, as music blasted twenty-four hours a day from the speakers. The party was never-ending and no one ever got any sleep.
It was known that the Motel was where everything went on. Yet the nightclub still filled itself out to its maximum capacity every night, hosting the world’s best DJs and performers. There was nothing that didn’t happen there.
Ivan drove the 4 x 4 jeep he had acquired recently along the coastline, looking out to sea, thoughtful and pensive.
Things were going better than he could ever have dreamed with the nightclub. He and Selena had left New York three years earlier with a vision to change the party scene in Mikanos, and now they had done it. They had wanted to do something together, something fun, and something they had never done before. They were both entrepreneurial and with a vision. He had set up ‘Select’, a night which in the first few months had become one of the most popular on the island. And it had just got bigger and bigger.
Now, in his late twenties, he was already a self-made millionaire. His deep blue eyes reflected the sea that he looked out on. With chiselled features and dark brown hair, there were few people who met Ivan that did not become spell bound by his charm. His father had had the same good-looks and charm, though had also fallen into the criminal underworld and spent much of his life in prison, leading Ivan to live a solitary life with his grandparents, as Ivan’s mother had died during childbirth. Something, which Ivan had felt, his father had never forgiven him for.
He pulled up into the little road, which led to the back entrance of The Motel. Alexandro, the Motel chef, was outside smoking a cigarette.
“Hey Ivan”, Alexandro held out his hand warmly to greet his boss. Ivan and Selena were very popular with all of their staff. Quite simply, everybody loved them, which was part of the reason their nights had become so popular. Everybody wanted to be there because everybody was there.
“Hey Alexandro, my man, how are things?” Ivan said in a friendly tone to the chef.
“You know, same as ever, same wild parties going on in there.” Alexandro pointed toward the Motel, shaking his head, almost in disbelief.
“Ha ha ha” said Ivan laughing. “You know Alexandro, it never stops!” Ivan exclaimed while opening the back door and going inside.
When he entered the corridor, heading down to the bedroom he shared with Selena, he was greeted by loud psychedelic trance music streaming from the speakers. He could laughter and talking coming from the other rooms, and walked past an open door, with five girls and two men, lying half naked on the bed, as one girl danced, wearing leopard skin shorts and a leopard skin hat, high heels, and nothing else. Similar scenes played on it the other rooms.
As Ivan entered their bedroom he called out Selena’s name.
“Selena! Darling Selena, where are you?” Selena was nowhere to be seen. He looked around the bedroom, filled with lava lamps and tiger sk
in rugs, going into the bathroom, which housed their own private Jacuzzi beneath a beautiful chandelier. Going out onto the balcony he looked at the street below. The room looked out onto one road and the sea. He could not see the black Porsche, which Selena owned.
“Who knows?” Ivan thought to himself as he wondered about Selena’s whereabouts.
He went down to the Motel office to check whether the rooms were ready for Tatiana and her crew’s arrival that afternoon. Tatiana, rumoured to be a princess of somewhere in Eastern Europe, would be arriving by boat that evening. Apparently she had rented a boat that was costing her one million euros to rent for the month, and she had ten of her guests coming with her.
Tatiana was one of the biggest party girls he knew. He had met her earlier that year when she had come to one of the nightclub parties.
He had already been informed that she was royalty. He had been charming and kind and asked her if there was anything she needed, after bringing her two bottles of their best champagne for her an her guests.
“Well.” She said in a heavily seductive Eastern European accent.
“I have heard there is a Motel in the back?” She paused raising an eyebrow toward Ivan.
“And that that is where shit really happens?” she had continued. Ivan had looked at her and smiled and it had been then he noticed how beautiful she was. With ice white skin, and dark hair, she had delicate features and very full breasts. And that night he had offered her an invitation to stay at the Motel in the middle of summer.
Middle of summer had arrived and she would be arriving that evening. He wanted to make sure everything was prepared.
Chapter 12
As the first ‘Select’ parties had been held on the beach, although they now owned their own nightclub, Ivan and Selena had kept to the tradition and still held a scene on the beach before everyone headed to the nightclub. They would meet for drinks and dancing and the DJs and the dancers would be there. It was here that Ivan had told Tatiana to meet them.
When Ivan arrived at the beach with two of the dancers, he noticed most of the ‘Select’ crew already there. That week they had staying with them, one top model and two of her friends, three world class DJ’s, and a film star and his wife, plus one of the members of the world’s biggest rock n’ roll band at the time.
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