The next thing I knew, I was looking up at the sky and trees. I was moving but I knew that I wasn’t walking. I couldn’t believe I had just been worried about someone else getting hurt, when I myself was the one who ended up falling down. My leg was still weak from hurting it a little bit ago and I guess it couldn’t carry the weight of the rest of me much longer.
“Well good morning, sunshine,” a voice above said.
I looked up and saw Elijah. Before I knew it, I was swopped up and being carried. I was in Elijah’s arms. He walked at a steady pace, despite holding me in his arms. His muscles felt as good as they looked. It was if I was floating through the trees.
“You don’t have to carry me,” I told him, uneasily. “I’m pretty sure I can walk.”
“I don’t know. You got hit pretty hard by those branches.”
“What exactly happened?” I asked, confused. “I guess I blacked out and don’t remember.”
“You tried to run to keep up with the guys, and after Harlow went through a tree, one of the branches smacked you in the face and you fainted,” Monica explained. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” I said.
I was hoping that whenever Elijah put me down, I wouldn’t fall for yet a third time. I was starting to feel clumsy, like maybe I had been brought along to offer the group some comedic relief at my own expense.
“Is she okay?” asked Jensen, who had been further ahead of us, as he circled back around to check up on me.
“Yeah, she’s good,” yelled Monica. “She was probably more shocked than anything.”
“I’ve got her,” Elijah told them. Then, to me, he said, “I would hate for you to lose your balance and fall again. And besides, I get the chance to have an incredibly sexy lady in my arms. I am really the one winning here.”
I nodded and said, “Thanks. I guess I wasn’t as okay after that last fall as I thought I was,” but the guilt was starting to creep back up. I had already felt bad about being in the woods, enjoying myself with all of them while I was supposed to be working. But now here I was, laying in the arms of a man whose body rivaled that of a bodybuilder.
That definitely was not in my job description. But when I attempted to lift my head even a little bit, I felt like someone had hit me in the head with a hammer, so I had no choice but to lay there and take my free ride in the arms of this hospitable lady-killer.
Elijah carried me to the front door, almost ignoring the fact that there was a whole group of other people with us. He yelled for them to come inside and make themselves more comfortable.
I must have still been delirious, because I started having another fantasy, in which he just took me right on in to his bedroom and took my virginity.
“I have been waiting for this since the moment that I laid eyes on you,” he said, laying me gently on the bed. He began taking off my clothes, starting with my coat, removing each layer like he was neatly unwrapping a Christmas present. He climbed into the bed on top of me and pressed his lips against mine.
His soft, moist lips danced from my lips, down my neck and kept moving further south. His wiry beard tickled as it scratched my naked skin.
His kisses felt like magic. He quickly undressed himself, shaking as he hurriedly pressed his hard dick against my pussy. He rubbed the head of his dick back and forth slowly across my throbbing clit.
My back arched as I anticipated each stroke back and forth. I moaned with pleasure. I inhaled sharply as he slid his dick into the wet warmness of my pussy. I could feel his cock jumping inside me as he held himself in there tight. I could tell that he was trying to contain himself so that he didn’t explode in me.
“You feel absolutely amazing,” he said, panting while he spoke.
“So, do you,” I admitted.
In real life, though, once he had carried me over the threshold of his cabin’s door, he took me to the living room and set me down gently on the couch in the living room. Everyone else was still coming in. There was no time or place for him to take my virginity, unfortunately.
“Here you go,” he said, gently putting his hand under my chin. I looked up at him and said, “Thanks, I’m fine,” and got off the couch to welcome the others in behind me.
“Take it easy,” he said, holding onto my hand to steady me. I was surprised that it was so easy to regain my balance. I really did feel fine— perhaps from the adrenaline rush and exhilaration of being carried by him. “I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you now that you’re here safe in my cabin.”
As I continued to meet his steady gaze, he winked at me and added, “Right where you belong.” My heart was still racing, and it wasn’t from the fall. Or, if it was, it was because I was clearly falling for him.
We were all amazed once everyone was inside looking around at his house. It was a quaint cabin with large picture windows along the far wall where the kitchen was. There were hand carved wooden figurines tastefully placed along the walls. A crystal chandelier accented the living room. There were two red couches pushed against the walls.
The thick, cream colored carpet covered most of the room. The fireplace was filled with the biggest fire that I had seen in quite some time. It almost looked like the inside of a furnace. The warmth was very welcoming. A few of the kids began to gather around the fireplace, warming their hands and red noses.
“It’s not a huge house, but it works just fine for me,” said Elijah.
“It’s lovely,” I said.
I really did love the cabin. It was perfectly tucked away, a great place for just one person to have solitude. In fact, it seemed like the perfect size for even more than that. A small family, perhaps.
Everyone started shedding their boots and heavy coats. Elijah was running around picking things up off the furniture and floor— it was obvious he wasn’t used to guests, but the decorations that adorned his house just for him far made up for any eyesore the mess might have caused. People seemed grateful for spaces to sit down. The way that everyone was strewn all over the couches and floors let me know that they had been worn out from the walk. I for one was grateful to be inside and out of the cold.
I winced as my leg felt sore again once I tried to walk around more. But it was probably just stiff, and I needed to keep busy to get blood flowing back into it again.
“Honey, you look like you’re in pain. Are you sure that you’re going to be okay?” asked Monica, a look of real worry starting to play on her face again. “You don’t have to try to be so brave. If there’s something really wrong, I hope that you’d say something.”
“I appreciate your concern, but really I’m okay. I just took a little tumble and my old body is feeling it. It’s just like when I go to the gym and haven’t been in a while.”
I could feel my muscles screaming from the walk and the fall. I couldn’t wait to get a chance to soak my body in a hot bath once we made it back to Darren and Hope’s cabin. In the meantime, I was going to do my best to enjoy being in Elijah’s house.
I looked along the wall at the row of animal heads decorating the wall. Their eyes frozen forever it time.
I wished that I could freeze time and stay here for a while, but I knew that I couldn’t.
I comforted myself with the thought that at the very least, meeting him on this trip had given me fantasies that would become lasting memories.