Deep in the woods…. part 2

He stops just before a break in the trees and waits. She catches up quickly. The walkway ends here where the ground turns from mud puddles to pine needle carpets. He leads her by the hand.

They are standing in grove of white pines. He gives her a moment to look around and feel dwarfed by the tall thin trees before pressing her up against the nearest and kissing her almost violently. He doesn’t mean to show his urgency like that, but he does.

She feels the pressure of his lips. and the roughness of the pine bark. She smells the pine scent rising from the ground and mingling with the familiar scent his sweat and the unfamiliar scent of the shampoo he used that morning, left there in the cabin by their hosts. The combination leaves her lightheaded.

Weakened by the intoxicating combination of sensation and scent, and emboldened by the new surroundings and his sudden demonstration of need and desire, she threads her fingers into the belt loops of his jeans and pulls him against her.

He moans. He could take her right here. Braced against the tree. For a fraction of a second he imagines tearing her clothes off and fucking her here, pinned like she is now, but with her legs wrapped around his waist. He imagines the abrasions on her back, a result of pine bark rubbing against soft skin, and he imagines spending the evening soothing her welts while she gloats with pride about having sustained them. It is the kind of thing she would do.


But that was not his plan.

To read the beginning of “Deep in the woods….” click here.

Detail from birch bark photo by Molly Montrevoir.

~ by Molly Montrevoir on September 26, 2007.

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