The boat of losers took a different turn the way it did when I first came in, but I didn't think much of it. Maybe there were taking the scenic route. Don't know what scenery I'd be looking at, but better than going straight home.

I ran my thumb over the engraved initials of the skull Duncan had made for me, making my heart flutter. Can't believe they really kicked me off. Especially over that bitch, Courtney.

The boat came to a strong halt, making me fall from my seat and land face first into the flooring. Sitting up from the floor, holding my nose, my jaw dropped. This wasn't the lousy airport I was picked up from when I got here. No. This was a literal 5-star resort! Katie and Sadie squealed when they saw me get out from the boat.

"ASPEN! Oh my gosh!! You look so cute! Why do you have a bloody nose? Wait why did they kick you off? Did you suck!?" Katie and Sadie went back and forth asking their questions, making me look back and forth between them.

"Uhhh, hi guys. They think my elimination was a mistake but they can't exactly prove it. Or actually they can, but Chris live for the drama." I said, scowling at the thought of Chris not actually checking footage. Can't change or fight it now.

I gathered my belongings and made way inside the resort. It was a very pristine, 3 floor resort with a pool and built in bar. Wow, maybe getting eliminated won't be so bad after all.

"Aspen look! Your man is on the TV!" Izzy yelled, sitting on the couch in front of a flat screen. My brows scrunched together in confusion as I walked to the screen. Sure shit, Duncan was on the screen going through extreme challenges with the other campers. He was currently pulling Lindsay around in mud as collected flags. Suddenly he was LAUNCHED into a fucking tree.

"Holy shit?! Do you guys think he's okay?!" I asked, frantically looking around to everyone else. Sadie and Katie put their hands on my shoulder's soothingly.

"He'll be okay, they won't let him die." Sadie says proudly. I cut my eyes at her and it's like she didn't even notice.

"Aspen Collins? Phone call." One of the crew members yelled out to me over everyone. Who the hell knows I'm here? It couldn't be Duncan.

"Hello?" I asked into the receiver.

"What's your favorite scary movie? Haha, just fucking with ya. Chris here, Aspen. Soo, looks like I went through the footage and Courtney stuffed the ballads. Only one vote had went to you and the rest were for her. So when her and Harold t there from the boat of losers, I'll need you to get back on to see your "hunk".'Chris was beaming through the receiver, I could feel it.

"Are you serious, McClain?" My heart was pounding against my chest.

"As cancer! Keep your things packed and be ready!!"

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Once the boat pulled up and I saw Harold's fiery hair, I took off as fast as I could to the boat. Once I got to the side of the boat, I was met with both Courtney and Harold. Her eyes were cutting into my skin when I stepped around her.

"Seems as if your plan didn't work the way you had wanted, now did it, miss C.I.T?" I asked, tossing my bag into the floor that I had just gotten to know a couple hours ago.

"Bite me, Aspen." She seethed, turning towards me. Instead of playing into her anger, I just flipped her off and made myself as comfortable as I could on the boat. The motor roared to life and headed back to the place I despised yet loved so much.

My hair whipped around me as the boat slid across the water. My stomach had turned into knots from both seasickness and nerves. Why would I be nervous to see Duncan again? Especially after a day? I'm just psyching myself out.

The boat came to a hope and heavy steps were heard as they headed towards me. Bridgette, Duncan, DJ and Geoff were all jogging down the dock to greet me. "Holy shit, they actually brought you back. I thought there were fucking with me." Duncan said, pulling me in close to him, holding me close by my waist. My heart fluttered at his words.

"I think I speak for all of us when I say, if Courtney was here any longer, someone was gonna die." Bridgette claims, trying not to laugh.

"Oh trust me, she'll live. That resort has everything this place it claims it did. I almost didn't come back myself." I laughed, feeling Duncan's grip tighten.

"Now you know damn well that you couldn't keep away from me if you wanted to, doll." He whispered into my ear before nipping at it.

"Alright, let's get some sleep. Can't even fathom the crazy shit Chris is going to come up with for us to endure tomorrow." I started pulling my stuff back to the cabins, when Duncan tossed one over his shoulder and took the other one from my hands. "Hey! I had that."

"Doll, you're gonna need all the strength you can gather once I put these up." He shot me a wink before walking a few feet in front of me. Before a second thought, i slapped his ass and took off, giggling at his shocked expression. "God how I missed you, doll."

"Only gone for 24 hours, if that, punk." I stuck my tongue out him, which was soon pressed against his. His tongue dominated over mine as he held the base of my head, keeping me as close as humanly possible to him.

"24 hours without you and having to deal with Cunt in training, was just enough for me to miss you. I knew the bitch messed with the votes. Especially when they called your name and not Harold's." He rested his forehead to mine, his breath coming in heavy.

"So did she come out and say it? How did they find out she did it?" I asked, tangling my fingers in his green hair.

"I wouldn't leave Chris the hell alone until he looked. Bugged the absolute shit out of them until they caved. Sent princess and the nerd both on their way. Just to get my doll back."

I grabbed his cheeks and pulled his mouth down to mine again. Hearing him call me his did something to my chest (and my lady bits). He pushed me into the side of the cabin, grinding his hips into mine.

"Doll, if I'm gonna fuck you, you're gonna have to be quiet, you got that?" His hands were working their way into my shorts, barely giving me time to answer.

"Y-yes." I nodded as my answer came out in pants. He traced the outside of my panties before pulling them to the side, allowing him to finally feel me.

His fingers traced my slit, gathering all the slick I had gathered just from our make out session. "I know you missed me too." He began to suck on my neck, leaving bites as he want along.

His long fingers slid inside, making my gasp out and grab onto his shoulders. He used his other hand to pull my shorts down and make his way to his own pants. I grabbed him through his boxers, giver him a squeeze before rubbing him through the thin material. I went a little faster once I felt a drop of precum soak through.

"You're killing me,doll."

He removed both my hand and his hand, making me whine out at the loss of contact, but was soon replaced with a moan when he put the tip at my entrance. Sliding in little by little, he clamped a hand over my mouth as I let out a guttural moan.

"You gotta be quiet,baby." He cooed once he bottomed out, letting a soft groan out into my ear. My walls fluttered around him, making him bite into my skin once again. "You keep squeezing me like that, it's not gonna last long."

"I don't care how long you last, I just need you to move." I whined, bucking my hips up into his.

He gripped my hips before giving long but forceful thrusts. Absolutely filling me to the hilt. I gripped his back through his shirt, moaning into the hand that was still on my mouth.

"I missed you so much, absolutely hated being away."

I moaned back in response, gripping him tighter as my walls began to flutter.

"I feel you baby, cum for me. God i love you."

My eyes snapped open and so did the tight coil in my stomach. Did he just say what I think he did?