Author's Note: I'm new to writing, so any feedback is much appreciated!
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Ruby paused as she moved the moist cloth over her breast. She sighed lightly, thinking how long it had been since a man had caressed her curves. She licked her lips and pinched her nipple lightly, feeling it harden in response to her touch.
Behind her, a rustle of leaves interrupted the silent forest and caused a flock of sparrows to take flight from a nearby tree. Ruby's train of thought quickly changed from her intimate needs back to bathing herself in the lake. She continued rinsing herself off, then dipped her body farther under the water. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let the mild current of the lake spread her long, strawberry-hued hair behind her. She felt the sun through the trees, pouring down on her chest and cheekbones, filling her with warmth and satisfaction. She spread her legs and kicked gently, causing her to drift softly towards the middle of the lake, enjoying the sensation of the cool water caressing her nude body as she floated peacefully.
When she felt fully relaxed, she opened her eyes and stood up in the lake. On her tippy-toes she could barely touch the rock bed at the bottom of the lake. She swam to the shallow edge, where a small waterfall trickled down. Using her toned arms to pull her petite body up, she hoisted herself onto a smooth, round rock and sat down, combing her hair with the wooden comb she had left at the water's edge along with her clothes and basket of berries.
Two years had passed since she decided to call this forest her home. A simple life away from the stresses of the city was her goal. She finally felt complete, if a tad bit lonely. These woods were magical with healing energy and beautiful creatures, but nothing she had found could replace the touch of a man.
As she combed her hair, she imagined a muscular arm grabbing her waist from behind. Her imaginary lover brushed her hair aside and kissed her neck behind the ear, then suckled lower at her nape. He pressed his pelvis into her backside and she felt his erection forming between her supple cheeks.
Another slight rustle broke the peace and quiet of the forest, causing her to jump slightly and drop her comb. It bounced off a couple rocks before plummeting into the lake, then returning to float on the surface a few feet away.
"Fuck." She muttered lightly in surprise. She edged towards the water to scoop the comb back, kneeling on all fours with her knees at the edge of the rock. As she stretched her torso to grasp the comb, her breasts lightly touched the cool water once more, nipples first. She gasped softly at the sensation and closed her eyes while she felt her nipples harden once again.
When she opened her eyes a moment later, in the reflective surface of the lake she saw a figure, dark and ominous.
"Eeeeeeee!" She shrieked, losing her balance and plummeting into the lake with a splash.
When she reemerged and regained her composure, at least somewhat, she could see that the figure was a man. Tall, muscular, and, well, very hot.
"Shit. Sorry. I didn't mean to intrude. Fuck. Are you ok?" The man exclaimed in a deep voice with a slight southern drawl.
Ruby tried to rationalize the situation. She made eye contact and sized up the man as calmly as she could. He was not trying to harm her, and was genuinely concerned about startling her. She could also see the obvious form of a sizable erection through the fabric of his jeans. She realized that, though submerged, her body was still very visible underwater. Perhaps he had been a peeping tom.
"Yeah. I'm ok. What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to startle you. I come out here sometimes to look for firewood. I wasn't trying to...I was just walking along the stream and then I saw you at the bottom of the falls and...got, umm, distracted. Sorry."
He looked down, apparently noticing his erection for the first time. He clasped his hands together in front of his crotch to hide it. Ruby realized he must have been greeted by quite a sight of her on all fours from behind, her curvaceous hips and ass wiggling in the air as she searched for her comb.
They looked at each other for a moment. There weren't any towns nearby, so he must have driven a car or ridden up the mountain on horseback. He was in a gray sleeveless shirt, worn-in jeans, and workers' boots. He had an all-around rugged appearance. His hair was cut short, and his face was clean but with a few days' worth of dark scruff. Muscular, tattooed arms, and a broad jaw. Deep eyes. Trustworthy eyes. Before she even really thought about it, she heard herself speak.
"Join me." She beckoned with her hand.
