Chapter 8: In the Woods

In a real quick move, Jared grabbed Ericka, heading for the grassy spot under the tree shadows. He set her down nice, her body all glowing under the moon's light. Ericka felt her heart beating fast as she watched him take off his clothes, showing off his strong, muscle-y body.

As he got down next to her on the grass, Ericka couldn't resist tracing her fingers over his body, feeling the raw power hidden beneath his skin. Jared let out a low groan at her touch. With a fierce look in his eyes, he continued to undress her fully, exposing her completely to his hungry gaze.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they explored each other's mouths. Ericka's hands found their way to Jared's hard length, gripping it firmly as she felt him tremble against her touch.

"I want you inside me," she whispered again, her voice now filled with determination .His eyes locked onto hers as he positioned himself at her entrance.

With a single, powerful thrust, he entered her, filling her completely. Ericka cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, her body adjusting to the feeling of him inside her. Jared's hands gripped her hips, holding her close as he began to move within her, their bodies syncing in perfect harmony.

Their passion grew, their moans filling the night air as they lost themselves in the ecstasy of their union. Ericka's fingers dug into Jared's back, her nails leaving small marks as she clung to him, her body arching to meet his every thrust.

As they continued, their movements became more frenzied, their bodies moving in perfect sync. The moonlight shone down on them, casting an ethereal glow on their entwined forms. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the moment, their desires consuming them completely.

His voice was husky with desire as he spoke, "You're so tight, Ericka." The words hung in the air, laden with the weight of their recent encounter.

His eyes never leaving hers, he growled, "Fuck, Ericka. You like this? My dick fucking you raw in the middle of the woods?" His words were a mixture of dominance and curiosity, as if he were seeking her approval for their illicit affair.

Ericka's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her mind reeling from the intensity of their encounter. She couldn't deny the thrill she felt at being with her therapist in such an unconventional setting. As she opened her eyes again, she whispered back, "Yes, Jared. I like it. Fuck me harder."

With her encouragement, Jared's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful. Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their fucking echoing through the woods. Ericka's moans grew louder, her cries of pleasure mingling with the rustling leaves and the distant hoot of an owl.

As they continued, Jared shifted them into a new position, lifting Ericka's legs and wrapping them around his waist. He began to fuck her in a deep, slow rhythm, their groins grinding together as he thrust into her core. Ericka's fingers dug into his back, her nails leaving small crescent marks as she pulled him closer, her pussy clenching around his dick.

As they moved into a third position, Jared lifted Ericka onto her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, his dick sliding back into her wet pussy. He began to fuck her from behind, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he watched her breasts bounce with each thrust. Ericka's moans grew louder, her voice echoing through the woods as she urged him on.

In their fourth position, Jared lay down on the soft forest grass, pulling Ericka on top of him. She eagerly impaled herself on his dick, her pussy engulfing him as she rode him with abandon.

Finally, as the first rays of dawn began to peek through the trees, Jared and Ericka reached their climax. Their bodies shook with the intensity of their orgasms, Ericka's cries echoing through the woods as they found release in each other's arms.

As their breathing slowly returned to normal, they lay entwined in each other's embrace, their hearts pounding in sync. Ericka's eyes met Jared's, and for a moment, they shared a look that spoke of the passion and desire that had just consumed them.

But as quickly as the connection was made, it was broken. Ericka's mind raced with thoughts of her husband and the life they had built together. She pulled away from Jared, her eyes filled with tears.

"I can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry."

As Ericka disappeared into the woods, leaving Jared alone in the moonlit glade, his heart ached with a mix of longing and frustration. He knew she was right to leave, to return to her life and face the consequences of their passionate encounter. Yet, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loss and desire for more.

Jared's eyes followed Ericka's path through the trees, his mind still reeling from the intensity of their connection. He wanted to call out to her, to plead with her to stay, to explore the depths of their feelings further. But he held back, understanding the gravity of their situation and the pain it would cause if they continued.

"You'll comeback to me, princess"

Despite the regret Ericka felt, Jared couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between them. Something that went beyond the physical attraction they had shared. He yearned for a chance to unravel the mystery of their connection, to understand if it was merely a fleeting moment or the beginning of something deeper.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its golden rays on the forest floor, Jared found himself standing at the edge of the glade, still lost in thought. His heart heavy with the knowledge that he might never see Ericka again, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing that gnawed at his very core.

With a deep sigh, Jared turned away from the woods, his eyes scanning the landscape as he tried to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions that had just consumed him. He knew that the memory of Ericka would haunt him for a long time, a constant reminder of the passion they had shared and the regret that followed.

Yet, in the depths of his heart, Jared couldn't deny the lingering desire for more. A desire that burned like a flame, refusing to be extinguished despite the pain it might cause.