Colette Gale - [The Erotic Adventures of Jane in the Jungle Part II] Read Free Page A

and she could see the gleam of his teeth in the moonlight.
    “And what might that be?” she asked.
    “I’m looking forward to showing you.”
    Her heart pounding in anticipation, Jane allowed him to lead her away from the treehouse and camp, deeper into the jungle. After their brief interlude earlier today, they hadn’t had any further opportunity to be alone. Jane ached to have his hands on her.
    Moments later, Jonathan brought her to a clearing in the thick jungle. A bed-sized pool glistened in the moonlight, and off to the side was a small glow on the ground. Jane recognized it as smoldering coals and as she stepped closer, she saw that they were enclosed in a shallow stone bowl.  
    A soft rumble that sounded like a waterfall drew her attention, and she realized it was coming from the pool of water. It rumbled and bubbled like a massive soup pot.  
    “Hot springs?” she said, thinking of the Roman spa she’d visited in Bath, England. The water there was rusty and green, staining the stone and marble walls red. Here it was a very different, completely natural setting. She waved her hand over the water and felt heat from the steam.
    “Yes, my love, this pool is fed by hot springs,” Jonathan told her. She turned to see that he’d begun to unbutton his shirt.
    Jane’s pulse spiked as anticipation and a spark of pleasure darted down through her belly. Not for the first time, she was appreciative that her clothing here in the jungle was much less complicated than what she wore back home. She could undress herself.
    A mere week ago, Jane would never have imagined stripping her clothing off anywhere other than in the privacy of her chamber. But since she walked down the gangplank of the ship that brought her here, many things had changed. Two days ago, she wanted to bathe so badly she undressed in the middle of the sunshine and swam beneath a waterfall, reveling in the privacy of the jungle.
    As she untied the simple drawstring around her skirt, Jane shivered at the memory of that aborted bath. She had been enjoying the sluice of water over her skin when a large rodent-like creature appeared, startling her, and causing her to flee into the jungle…where she’d been caught in a trap made by the wild man.
    He’d freed her, but only after seeing her completely naked, trussed up in a tangle of vines. Jane felt hot all over again, remembering how he’d looked at her…how the mere expression on his face, the heat and desire and wonder had made her body tingle as if he actually touched her.
    “Do you need some help, darling?” Jonathan’s voice broke into her thoughts.
    She looked over to see him tall and lean and completely naked, gilded by the moonlight. He stood near the glowing coals, holding a handful of palm-sized leaves. “No,” she told him with a smile, noticing that his cock had begun to swell, jutting out in a gentle arc silhouetted by the low light. “Jungle attire is much easier to remove than what you’ve been used to.”
    “Come over here,” he said. She stepped out of her skirt and, as she unbuttoned her shirtwaist, Jane made her way to his side.
    He laid the leaves over the smoldering coals, blanketing them lightly. Instead of putting the fire out, however, they began to smoke, and their ends curled then burst into flames. A heavy, pungent odor wafted from the burning leaves, sweet and yet bitter.
    “Breathe,” Jonathan said, and leaned over the shallow bowl filled with smoking leaves. He took Jane’s hand and drew her close.
    As she inhaled the heavy scent, she became aware of his hands sliding down her arms and torso, reaching around to pluck the last of her blouse buttons. She made no protest as he pulled the remainder of her clothing off, unlacing her simple corset and untying the chemise beneath. That final flimsy garment ended up caught in the delicate branches of a bush, like a cloud of white cotton.
    By now, her senses clogged with the sweetly bitter aroma, Jane was feeling both