They had left the lodge that morning and walked through the spruce forest climbing gradually along the higher ground of Seal Bay toward the top of the ridge.
The day was warm and sunny and they had enjoyed the long walk along the floor of the forest and along the beach. As they reached the top of the ridge they walked with their arms around each other fully enjoying each others' company and the day, and remembering the sensual lovemaking of the night before. It was as if they could just not get enough of each other, and over the few days they had been at the lodge - they had taken every opportunity they could to be alone and together, and spend time making love.
He had loved the complete and uninhibited but natural sensuality of her, the way she delighted in him, and how she wanted to please him any way she could. The adventurous way she explored him, and took him to new highs in sexual pleasure. The completely understated sexuality of her often surprised him, as once aroused, she often took his breath away, but - he didn't mind a bit!
He had been just as adventurous in his loving of her - and believed he had found a match in sexual appetite and physical sensuality to be completely relished, and which he knew she did of him as well. He looked forward to each day with her and had used imagination in the way he made love to her - always pleasing her beyond question - and thinking of ways to make love to her the next time which would again bring her to the brink of complete ecstasy and absolute delight - finally tipping her over into sheer unadulterated passion for him.
Now, they reached the top of the ridge and sat down to take in the beautiful view of the other islands in the group further out to sea, and continued to marvel at the beauty of the pristine wilderness in this gorgeous 'land of the midnight sun'. His arms around her waist as she leaned back into him - enjoying his warmth. His mouth on her neck, just kissing her lightly but so languidly, and she reveled in his touch.
He laid her back on the warm rocky ground - smooth rock, worn down by so many years of winters harshness to an almost smooth layer and now simply warmed by the sun. He stepped over her and kneeled between her legs so that he was able to be almost on top of her - they were fully clothed, and enjoyed just the closeness of each other, and the sweetness of the kissing - which was deep and loving - her fingers reaching up into his hair, as she pulled his mouth down to hers.
After a while he stood up, and stepped toward the edge of the outcrop - just barely noticing a building down in the gully - he strained his eyes to see more - but it was almost overgrown and hard to make out any real shape or outline as to size and state. He pulled her to her feet and they made their way down from the peak, following an old trail which led them down gradually to the floor of the forest.
As they came up to the old hut, they realized it had once been a building that had been built specifically for privacy and seclusion - the interior was now quite ramshackle and had obviously been overrun with wildlife from time to time, no doubt taking shelter in the Winter. But it had been built well and was still sturdy, and would stand the test of a few more Alaskan winters.
Now it was empty, the windows had swung open and the sweet Summer Alaskan air blew through gently. The old stove was cold and they went and gathered some kindling and larger logs and got a fire going quickly - they had brought some food and water and coffee along, as well as a sleeping bag.
