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Kevin turned around and stopped in his tracks. Lifting his arm, he pointed towards the snowy mountain looming over them. “You see that patch of trees?” She squinted then after a second, nodded. “Look a bit further right and you’ll see the cabin”
A cabin…spotting the tiny spot of dark brown, she gasped. “All the way there?” The sentence ended on a near shriek, making Kevin turn his face away, hiding his answering grin.
“Yep. Come on, let’s go” He started walking again, a smile playing on his lips as he heard the grumbling behind him. Still she followed him up the gravely path, watching her feet with sweaty concentration.

An hour later and she was practically on her knees. The path had slowly sharpened, Kevin moving to walk behind her in case she would fall. That hadn’t encouraged her a lot.
She was tired and sweaty…her calves were burning, her nose was peeling and her bra was itching. Everything was just peachy!
“Kevin”
“Yes, hon?” The voice came from behind her.
“Can we stop for a while?”
“Sure” She paused to look back at him and he smiled, before looking around them. “Let’s go there”
He showed her a small clearing, a large circle of grass that was bordered by trees and a small mountain river. She would have found the sight enchanting if the sweat from her forehead hadn’t been rolling into her eyes, making her wipe it away angrily.
She zoomed on the area and accelerated her pace, eager to dump her rucksack and lay down. For a long while.

Kevin stayed still for an instant, watching her walk away quickly to the clearing he had shown her. Since he had moved behind her, a smile had lightened his face. Of course she wouldn’t like his show of appreciation, so he had hidden it from her.
But watching her walk in front of him, her shorts riding high on her thighs, her calves’ muscles bunching under the strain of the ascension…
He gulped and turned his attention back to her. She had thrown her bag away and was now tiredly sitting down, stretching her legs in front of her and wincing as she did.
Looked like she needed a massage, he thought, smirking. Life was good sometimes.

Depositing his bag alongside hers, he settled at his feet and eyed her up. “Are you okay, baby?”
“No” Came the grumbled response, her arms now hiding her face.
“Can I do anything?”
“Carry me back to the car would be good”
He laughed and leaned down towards her, fingers trailing over the skin of her right knee. She jerked in reaction and threw him a dark look. “Kevin. You know that’s ticklish, damn it!”
“Turn around” He ignored her glare and smiled at her benignly.
“Why?”
“Aren’t your legs hurting?”
“Of course they are”
“Then turn around, honey”
She did reluctantly and settled her head over her crossed arms, stretching on the cool grass.

He moved to his haunches so that he was standing over her feet, his hands already gliding up her legs. She moaned quietly, only aware of the way his fingers felt. He applied pressure, carefully kneading her tired and over-worked muscles…making her groan against her arms.
She got progressively used to the feel of his hands and stopped moving about, just let him touch her while her mind drifted away. She was imagining him carrying her all the way down to their car, her ankle torn or any other ailment that meant she couldn’t go on with their hike. Yeah, that sounded good. Planning her demise, she suddenly felt something was off, yet she couldn’t tell what.
Until she felt his fingers slowly inch under her shorts, grazing the cotton of her panties.

Her breath hitched and she slowly moved up her head, turning around so that she could see what Kevin was doing. “Kev?”
He smirked at her flushed face and pushed on her back, telling her silently to go back to her previous position.
“Oh damn” She murmured as she felt him tug her shorts down, the elastic waistband of her panties creasing until he just tugged everything down her legs and off her feet. She was naked, well her bottom half was naked…in the middle of nowhere, the sun beating over her butt cheeks. Talk about a weird feeling. She felt a light breeze caress the back of her legs or maybe it was Kevin’s breath?

All she knew was that in a matter of seconds, warmth had pooled where her legs joined…Kevin moving between her legs hadn’t really helped, as it meant she was now open to his eyes. And inquisitive fingers.
She bit back a moan when the tip of a finger pushed her folds open, zeroing with apparent certainty on the center of her pleasure.
Pressing there, yes there, that left side that was so much more sensitive…Her hips jerked and he laughed lightly, leaning down to kiss the small of her back tenderly.
“Enjoying yourself?”
His finger glided then returned…then glided then…”What? Of course, but Kev, we’re…like…in the open”
“Are you afraid someone will see us?”
“Aren’t you?”
“No” He affirmed loudly at the exact moment that same titillating finger entered her.

“Ahh” She exhaled, her body arching at the sensation of being filled. Suddenly yearning for more…for wider and bigger. For more of Kevin. “Kev”
“Yes honey?”
“Come”
“Here? In the open? Where everyone can see us?” He teased her, already moving to open up his pants.
“Damn it, yes!”
“Are you sure?” He breathed out, poised just above her. Lightly guiding the head of his hardness over her folds, wetting himself. Making them both moan.
“Please”

The word left her mouth and he surged into her, one long thrust that took him to the very end of her. Groans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh resonated through the woods as they moved together, Kevin grabbing her hips to hold himself up. Angling her body into that very special position they had discovered one very long and very hot night.
“God” He growled, feeling her walls tighten around his pounding length. “Don’t do that!”
“I…I can’t help it” She paused long enough to shudder violently. “Kev, Kev”
“Damn, it’s too…”
She broke out in a loud throaty shout and he let go, completely taken over by his pleasure.

Sweat glistened on his forehead as he moved away from her, his knees feeling weak, his legs cramped. He laid down with a thud next to her, his right hand resting possessively on the curve of her bottom, red from the imprint of his body.
She stirred and turned towards him, her eyes still closed as she extended a hand towards him. “I don’t think I’ll be able to move anytime soon”
“Me neither”
Surprised, she opened one eye and looked at him. “Really?”
“Yeah, you tired me out”
“You started it!”
“I know” He grinned and moved onto his elbow to place a gentle kiss on her lips. “It was worth it though”

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