39. Chapter 39

Chapter thirty-nine

12th June 2020

W ith the sun shining brightly above, casting its golden warmth over us, we ascend the winding stone path, determined to reach the peak where the forest and the waterfall await. The path, rugged and uneven, is flanked by wild plants and thick ferns that seem to have claimed parts of the trail, making it feel like nature is slowly swallowing the way forward. Footbridges span across clear, babbling brooks below, where flashes of silver from darting fish catch our eyes, enjoying their world undisturbed. We navigate shallow creeks that cool our feet, the sound of water trickling around us as we traverse carved-out steps etched into steep, rocky inclines. Massive boulders tower beside us, acting as impromptu benches where other hikers rest, their trekking poles and worn backpacks scattered beside them.

A gentle breeze whispers through the trees, sending leaves spiralling through the air like confetti in a natural celebration. Glancing to my right, the view opens up into a vast panorama of rolling mountains blanketed in deep green, dotted with quaint farms and grazing cattle. The scene is so picturesque it stirs a longing in me for the simple, tranquil life of the countryside. There’s a peace here that city life could never replicate—the crisp scent of pine filling the air, the melodic songs of birds creating a soundtrack to our hike, and the unspoiled beauty that stretches as far as the eye can see.

While I appreciate the fast pace and energy of urban living, there’s something about losing yourself in the wilderness that rejuvenates the mind and body. Out here, away from the noise, the buzz of people, and the chaos of everyday life, I feel a sense of calm, as if the very air is cleansing. Each step forward feels like shedding the weight of modern life, replaced by the serenity that nature so effortlessly provides.

Ahead of me, Laelia moves steadily, her shorts clinging to her as she strides along the path, her backpack swaying in time with her steps. Her sun-kissed skin glows under the golden rays, and I can’t help but watch her, entranced by the sway of her hips. My eyes linger, tracing the way her hair falls in loose waves down her back, brushing against the top of her shorts as it catches the breeze. There’s something undeniably magnetic about the sight in front of me, stirring thoughts that, admittedly, are ill-suited for this peaceful setting. But the temptation is undeniable. The juxtaposition of being surrounded by the purity of nature, yet having my mind wander into far less innocent territory, heightens the thrill.

She moves slowly, and though part of me is eager to speed ahead, I hold back. There’s a good excuse, after all—I want to stay close, in case she slips on the rocks or needs a hand on the steeper sections. But let's be honest: her pace, slow as it is, grants me the perfect excuse to enjoy the view. If there were a race between her and a tortoise, I’d bet on the tortoise winning, but in this moment, I’m in no rush. The climb might be strenuous, but the sight before me makes every second worth it.

Suddenly, without warning, Laelia halts. Lost in my thoughts, I don’t notice until it's too late, and I stumble straight into her.

"Shit," I mutter as I bump into her. Laelia turns, an amused, knowing expression plastered on her face.

"Were you too busy staring at my ass again?" she teases, the corners of her lips curling into a smirk.

"Pft," I sputter, trying desperately to suppress the grin threatening to betray me. If I smile, she’ll know for sure. "No," I lie, but the pitch of my voice betrays me, shooting up just a little too high.

She giggles, eyes sparkling. "Liar!"

"Me? Lying? Never." I laugh, feigning innocence as she shakes her head with that all-too-familiar look of disbelief.

"And I don’t like sex," she fires back, voice laced with sarcasm.

I grin, unable to resist. "We both know that's the biggest lie I’ve heard all day."

Her smirk grows, eyes challenging me. "And we both know you're a terrible liar right now."

I laugh, caught red-handed. "Okay, fine." I glance around, making sure there’s no one within earshot before leaning in slightly and saying, "I was too busy staring at your ass, imagining all the things I want to do to you right here, out in nature, to watch where I was going. Happy now?" My words come out quickly, almost too loud.

Her eyes widen in shock, darting around nervously at the other hikers nearby. Her mouth falls open, and the blush that rises to her cheeks is unmistakable. She clearly didn’t expect me to be that bold, especially not in public.

I raise an eyebrow, silently daring her to respond. But I know she won’t—not with all these people around. Why didn’t we choose a more secluded trail? Oh yeah, because we wanted to see that famous waterfall everyone keeps raving about. Now though, the only thing I’d rather be seeing is her body beneath me, her skin flush against mine. But, alas, a man can dream.

As expected, she bites her lip, her gaze filled with a mix of frustration and desire, before she turns back and continues walking. I chuckle quietly and shake my head as I follow her.

When we reach the top of the trail, the landscape changes dramatically. The dense forest envelops us, with towering trees stretching skyward. Sunlight filters through the canopy, creating intricate patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor. The earthy scent of the woods fills my senses, fresh and invigorating.

With each step deeper into the forest, we tread over dead leaves and twigs that crunch underfoot. Moss clings to the trunks of the trees, and clusters of wild mushrooms grow from the damp ground, their caps glistening with dew. Wildflowers—bluebells, daisies, goldenrods—dot the underbrush, their vibrant colours and sweet fragrance adding to the beauty of the scene.

Squirrels dart through the foliage, appearing and disappearing as they search for food. The forest is tranquil, with the only sounds being our footsteps and the occasional call of a bird. The mud beneath our feet shows our progress, mixing with the tracks left by other hikers.

Looking up as I follow Laelia, the dense canopy of trees obscures the sky. They stretch overhead, allowing only slivers of sunlight to pierce through, casting small, ethereal spotlights on the forest floor.

I glance around at the other hikers we pass. Each of them pauses to admire the river flowing between the trees, its width expanding as we progress. It’s a promising sign that we’re nearing the waterfall sooner than expected.

Determined, I quicken my pace and catch up to Laelia. I take her hand and gently tug her forward, urging her to increase her speed as we navigate through the crowd of hikers.

As we round a bend, we come upon a sign that reads, 'Waterfall Ahead.' The excitement is palpable, and it feels like we’re just moments away from reaching our destination.

Honestly, the quicker we reach the waterfall and Laelia gets her photos, the sooner I can find a secluded spot. The thought of taking her right there in the woods has been on my mind, and the urge is building. My focus is on the immediate goal of reaching the waterfall, but my thoughts keep drifting to the more primal desires that have been simmering under the surface.

Laelia slips her phone into her backpack and sets it down beside a large boulder. With a playful smirk, she pulls off her trainers and then reaches for the hem of her t-shirt. She lifts it over her head and tosses it onto the ground next to her bag. I watch as she reveals her lace bra, the intricate pattern catching my eye.

She then unbuttons her shorts and smoothly slides them down her legs, kicking them aside. Now, she stands before me in just her bra and panties, the bold display leaving little to the imagination.

I can’t help but be captivated by the sight before me. The sun filters through the canopy, casting a warm glow on her skin, accentuating every curve. The excitement in the air is evident, and as Laelia strikes a pose with a playful grin, it feels like we’ve crossed into a realm where the boundaries between the wild and our desires blur.

She turns, glancing back at me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “You coming, or are you just going to stand there?”

Her teasing tone snaps me out of my daze. I grin, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the boldness of the moment. I quickly remove my own layers, eager to join her in this spontaneous escapade. The cool forest air against my skin heightens my senses, and I feel invigorated by the thrill of our shared adventure.

As we make our way closer to the sound of rushing water, the eagerness builds. The trees part to reveal a breathtaking view: the waterfall cascades down a rocky cliff, its mist creating a shimmering curtain of rainbows in the sunlight. The sight is even more magnificent than I’d imagined, and the natural beauty of the scene only adds to the intensity of the moment.

We approach the edge of the pool formed by the waterfall, the water sparkling invitingly. Laelia steps into the shallows, her laughter echoing in the forest as she splashes playfully. I join her, the cool water refreshing and exhilarating.

As Laelia and I swim slowly across the tranquil pool, the water's embrace heightens our senses as we move towards the roaring waterfall. Its cascade grows louder, creating a dramatic backdrop for our secluded adventure. The sunlight filtering through the waterfall casts a soft, shimmering light on the surface, adding a touch of enchantment.

As we pass through the curtain of water, we enter a hidden alcove, shielded from view. The roar of the waterfall creates a private sanctuary where we can focus entirely on each other. The sensation of the water’s mist mingling with our bodies heightens every touch and caress.

In this intimate space, Laelia’s skin glistens with droplets, highlighting her natural beauty. Her gaze meets mine with a blend of tenderness and desire.

“This feels like our secret escape,” she whispers, her voice soft and intimate.

I draw her close, the connection between us deepening as our wet bodies press together. “I couldn’t agree more,” I respond, my voice thick with emotion. “I want to make this moment unforgettable.”

Her fingers gently trail down my chest, the sensation of her touch sending waves of pleasure through me. She slides her hand to my waistband, her fingers brushing lightly against my skin as she starts to tug at my briefs. Her touch is deliberate and tantalising, each movement slow and teasing. “I want you,” she murmurs, her voice a sultry whisper.

As she removes my underwear, I assist her, letting the fabric drift away in the water. Laelia’s eyes sparkle with a mix of playful desire as she turns her attention to her own underwear. With a sultry smile, she slides it off, the wet fabric clinging to her curves before it falls away. Now we are both exposed with our skin shimmering with droplets.

Laelia’s hands explore my body with gentle reverence. Her touch is electrifying, her fingers tracing the contours of my chest and abdomen. When her hand reaches my erection, her fingers curl around me with a feather-light touch, eliciting a groan of pleasure from me. The water makes her touch feel even more intense, each caress amplifying the sensation.

I lean in, my lips trailing hot kisses along her neck, savouring the taste of her skin. Her moans grow louder, a beautiful melody to my ears. “Tell me what you want,” I murmur against her skin. “I want to know everything that makes you feel good.”

Her fingers slide down my back, exploring every inch of my body with a mix of eagerness and reverence. She moves to my hips, her touch sending shivers down my spine. “I want you to touch me everywhere,” she gasps, her voice trembling with need. “I want to feel every inch of you inside me again.”

I reach between us, my hands sliding over her slick, damp skin. I find her entrance, teasing her gently before sliding a finger inside. Her moan is soft but full of longing, her body arching against mine. “You’re so tight,” I whisper, my voice thick with desire. “I can’t get enough of how you feel around me. I want to be inside you… to make you scream my name.”

Laelia bites her lip, her eyes glinting with mischief and genuine excitement. “What if someone sees us?” she asks, her voice a seductive whisper.

The thrill of our hidden rendezvous sends a shiver down my spine. “Let them watch,” I tease, moving closer. “I want everyone to know how beautiful you are and how much I want you.”

Her fingers grip the wet rocks behind her as she aligns herself with me. I reach out, my hands tracing the curves of her hips and thighs and wrap her legs around me. Her skin is warm and smooth, the contrast of the cool water adding to the thrill of every touch. I guide her gently, feeling her body respond eagerly.

Laelia’s breathing quickens as I slide my fingers to her entrance. The warmth and softness of her folds are intoxicating. Her moans, soft and melodic, mix with the roar of the waterfall. She arches her back, pressing into my touch, her body reacting to every caress. “Please,” she gasps, her voice trembling with emotion. “I need you. I want you inside of me.”

With a slow, deliberate thrust, I enter her. The sensation of her tight, welcoming warmth enveloping me is overwhelming. The cool water cascading over us blends with the heat of our bodies, creating a heady mix of pleasure. Each movement is deliberate and intense, the water enhancing our connection.

“You’re so tight,” I groan, my voice filled with raw pleasure.

Laelia’s moans become more urgent, her body moving in rhythm with mine. “Don’t stop,” she breathes, her voice thick with longing. I can feel her body quivering with each thrust, the slickness of the water and her responsiveness creating an exquisite blend of pleasure.

“I want everyone to know you’re mine,” I whisper, my voice heavy with affection. “You’re driving me wild...”

Her eyes lock with mine, darkened with desire and affection. “I can’t get enough of you,” she breathes, her lips brushing against mine in a teasing, lingering kiss. “Every touch, every whisper, it all feels incredible.”

“God, you feel so good,” I whisper, my hands gripping her hips as I pull her closer. “I love how your body fits perfectly against mine.”

Laelia’s breathing quickens, her body trembling with pleasure. “Please,” she begs, her voice a heated whisper. “I need you deeper. I want to feel you completely.”

With a deeper and more deliberate thrust, I give in to her wishes, the sensation of her warmth and tightness overwhelming. The cool water mingles with the heat of our bodies, creating an intoxicating blend of pleasure. Her moans are a constant, melodic accompaniment to our movements, each one fuelling my desire.

“You feel incredible,” I groan, my voice filled with raw emotion. “I love the way you respond to every touch. It’s like you’re made for me.”

Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me in deeper with each thrust. The sensation of her body gripping mine is both thrilling and exquisite. “I love how you make me feel,” she gasps, her voice filled with desperation. “Every thrust, every touch… it’s like you know exactly what I need.”

The thrill of the waterfall’s roar and the possibility of being discovered adds an extra layer of excitement to our encounter. “The idea of someone hearing us, seeing us,” I whisper, my breath hot against her ear. “It makes everything more intense. I want to feel you come for me, knowing that anyone could hear our pleasure.”

Her moans grow louder, her body moving with a frantic rhythm as she nears her climax. “I’m so close,” she breathes, her voice a mix of desperation and delight. “I want to come with you inside me, feeling every inch of you.”

With each thrust, I can feel her tightening around me, her body trembling with pleasure. The sounds of her moans, mingled with the roar of the waterfall, create a symphony of sensation. “Come for me,” I urge, my voice thick with desire. “Let me feel you come apart, knowing that we’re both completely lost in this moment.”

Her body arches against mine, her moans turning into breathless cries of ecstasy. “Yes… yes… I’m coming,” she gasps, her voice breaking with pleasure. “Don’t stop… I need you to keep going.”

I hold her close, feeling her shuddering against me as she reaches her peak. The intensity of our connection is overwhelming, each touch and thrust bringing us closer to the edge. As we both finally climax, the waterfall’s roar crescendos around us, blending with our cries of pleasure.

Breathless and spent, we cling to each other, the water cascading over us as we recover from our intense encounter. The thrill of our secret rendezvous lingers, adding a layer of magic to our already profound bond. As we slowly swim back to the edge of the pool, our bodies entwined, we share one last lingering kiss, savouring the moment before stepping back into the world beyond.