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As she sat looking at the landscape, he pulled her to sit between his legs and she rested her head on his chest, sighing, closing her eyes.

“I have to be in London by tomorrow evening.” He informed as his lips grazed her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “So we must be leaving in the morning.” Thinking that they should end those idyllic days got him annoyed; and this because he had to attend another endless social function. Too bad!

“Alright.” She answered simply. That interlude could not have lasted forever, surely. She had work to do, a job to keep. She felt content with what she had, much more than she had ever dreamed of in her life.

They ate their picnic food admiring the view. Sarah felt drowsy so she lay on the quilt for a nap. Hugh followed and held her tight.

When she awoke, the sun shone midway to the west and Hugh sat leaning on the tree trunk. He watched her sleep, the sun shining on her face and giving a reddish reflex to her sparrow-wing brown hair. She looked enchanting, plain features and all. Only he knew the fire and the hunger that he awoke in her and this made him hot.

He pulled her to sit across on his lap. His fingers undid the knot on the top of her head and her silky hair fell around her shoulders. Their eyes met and Hugh kissed her. Her lips swollen from the past days delights, which made them even more tempting for him. He deepened his tongue and got her stimulated by her response.

Suddenly, she broke the kiss and stood up. She stared down at him, sparks in her eyes. “You’re not getting anything from me.” She defied.

He looked up at her, a hard frustration setting in his piercing eyes. “Sarah, come back here!” He tried to reach her hand.

“No!” She shunned him.

“What’s this nonsense now?” He made to grab her skirts, but she stepped back.

“Well, nothing important, really.” She said nonchalant.

In an agile movement, he stood up. “I said, come back here, woman!” He stepped towards her.

Quickly, she turned and ran, laughing openly at him.

Damn woman! He ran after her. His blood rushing to the wrong parts.

She disappeared in the tall trees woods, still laughing. Her hair fluttered behind her in reddish strands.

Her laughter did strange things to his loins. He sped to the woods. The sunlight did not reach the ground, making it a dimly lit place.

He stopped at the border, deciding where to find her. “Sarah!” He called. Now his member got really hard.

She laughed again and he followed the crystalline sound. She seldom laughed, a pity. He went breathless and completely hard now. He looked for her like a hungry wolf. “Sarah! Where are you?” He sounded feral.

“Here, my lord!” Her voice came now from the opposite direction. He followed it in desperate run. The dim sunlight did not help and he did not know where to go.

His piercing eyes scanned the woods and he saw a movement back there. He ran that way getting harder and ready for her.

She leaned against a tree trunk, he approached, but when she saw him, she uttered an exclamation and ran fast from him, her skirts flying around.

He ran after her, as she seemed to fly over the ground, agile. He followed her, as he looked also fit. He caught her and they fell on the dry leaves. He came over her almost mad with desire. He had to have her. Immediately. He kissed her savagely and tried to lift her skirts to have access to the paradise of her body. She writhed under him, worsening his urgency. They were both panting.

“Sarah!” He held her. “If you don’t stop it, I’m sure I won’t make it!” He groaned in her ear.

He almost managed to lower her drawers when she rolled them over, coming on top, nibbling his chest over the shirt. He moaned and enjoyed the sensations.

She took advantage of this distraction, stood up and ran again. All flushed and aroused, she wanted him, but she wanted to tempt him, too. “And I’m sure you won’t catch me!” She defied, putting distance to them.

Now he became impatient, frustrated and hard, which made his senses sharper. He scanned the woods again and saw the shadow of her figure leaning against another tree. So he walked silently towards her, alert.

She looked around in search of him, surrounding the tree. Good, her back to him. Her chest heaved. He paced very quiet.

She leaned on the tree trunk, facing it, her back to the woods.

A few more steps and… “Ah, I got you!” He murmured wolfishl

y in her ear, while an iron arm went around her. She had just set him on blazing fire.

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