Stranded with the Goddess

Chapter 4 Physical Sensitivity

Wang Yan gazed toward the dense jungle, her expression growing solemn. The wilderness meant danger, and as a flight attendant, she knew at least a bit about survival in the wild.

"I'm coming with you." looked at her in surprise. In our current situation, waiting here for rescue was the wisest choice, not venturing into the jungle for risks.

"Let's go. We need to replenish water and food as soon as possible," Wang Yan urged.

She shared the idea of entering the jungle with Xia Lan and the others. Xia Lan, Lin Xian’er, and Zhang Xi’er all fell silent, while Jiang Dandan looked at us as if we were fools.

Wang Yan and I slipped into the jungle, where towering trees loomed all around. Moss and vines crawled up their trunks, and the ground was carpeted with layers of dead leaves, making every step uneven. Strange, nameless plants surrounded us.

To find water, we had to head toward the thickest vegetation and the most humid air. picked up a stick to clear the path as we walked cautiously for two hours. Suddenly, the sound of rushing water reached our ears. Wang Yan and I exchanged glances, both seeing the excitement in each other's eyes, and quickened our pace.

When we pushed aside the last thicket blocking our way, a crystal-clear stream appeared before us. Fish darted through the water, and wild fruits grew abundantly nearby. I even spotted a Dandan vine, a plant that stored water.

We divided our tasks—I would cut the Dandan vine (since we had no containers, this was our best hope for drinking water), while Wang Yan used her shirt to gather wild fruits.

After half an hour of work, I figured we had enough and sliced off a section of the vine to take a sip and rest.

"Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, come quickly!" Wang Yan waved me over from a short distance, her voice low.

Something about her demeanor seemed off. Crouching low, I crept toward her.

Wang Yan crouched ahead, covering her mouth as she stared across the stream. Wild fruits were scattered at her feet.

Following her gaze, I saw a massive brown bear catching fish on the other side. Sturgeons surged upstream, and the bear snatched them up one by one, stuffing them into its mouth.

When Wang Yan saw me, she pressed herself against my chest, trembling violently. I held the flight attendant tightly, not daring to move an inch.

Now, all we could do was wait patiently for the bear to finish eating and leave on its own. Any sudden movement would alert it, and it would surely pounce and tear us apart. held Wang Yan as I watched the seconds tick by on my watch—five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour... until 6 PM, when the bear finally waddled away, satisfied.

As the bear disappeared from view, Wang Yan and I collapsed onto the ground. Holding her in that position for two hours had left my clothes drenched in sweat. quickly gathered our supplies, only to turn and find Wang Yan still sitting on the ground, visibly shaken.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My leg cramp," she replied.

Looking at her, I shook my head helplessly. "I'll carry you."

Wang Yan climbed onto my back, and I handed her the Dandan vine and fruits, then cupped her buttocks to lift her.

The moment my hands touched her ass, I was stunned—this was the first time I’d felt a woman’s buttocks, and they were incredibly soft. Unable to resist, I gave them a squeeze, and Wang Yan let out a soft moan that sent a jolt of desire through me. I almost couldn’t help but push her down right there.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, the fullness pressing against my back feeling amazing. I wondered how much better it would feel if I could touch her skin directly.

"Let’s get out of here quickly. The bear might come back," Wang Yan whispered in my ear, her voice barely audible. I inhaled her faint fragrance as I carried her back.

Along the way, my hands roamed freely over her thighs and buttocks. Wang Yan seemed sensitive—every so often, she let out a soft gasp against my back.

My fingers brushed against her through her pants, and she bit her lip, breathing heavily.

"Ah... don’t, please don’t..." she pleaded softly, but I pretended not to hear.

Every few steps, she would slide down slightly, and I would lift her hips to adjust her position. Each time, her chest would press firmly against my back, and I could feel her body temperature rising, her breasts growing firmer. She buried her face in my shoulder, nibbling lightly on it. couldn’t take it anymore. I set her down, and her face was flushed, her breathing rapid.

pressed her head down and kissed her. The first kiss was electrifying—her lips were soft and sweet.

"Ah, no, please don’t..." she weakly struggled, slapping my chest lightly.

But when my hand reached her breast, she let out a small gasp and stopped resisting.

Even through her clothes, I could tell her breasts were too large for one hand to hold. Unable to resist, I squeezed gently, and Wang Yan let out a soft moan, closing her eyes in embarrassment. kissed her hair while my hand drifted lower. The moment my fingers brushed that mysterious place, her legs snapped shut around my hand.

"No..."

But it was too late. I found the moist spot, and her body trembled violently.

"Mmm~"

To my shock, Wang Yan leaned in and kissed me back. When I pulled away, her lips parted slightly, her eyes closed like a cat in heat.

"I want you," she breathed, her voice trembling with desire.

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