"Distractions in the Pines" | Taissa Turner
The forest was quieter than usualâjust the wind weaving through the pines and the occasional crunch of branches under your boots. You and Taissa had been sent to collect wood, a task that shouldâve taken an hour max, but neither of you was in a hurry.
You glanced over your shoulder at her for maybe the fifth time in the last ten minutes.
âEyes up, Turner,â you smirked, tugging your top slightly lower as you bent to pick up a stick. âYouâre supposed to be helping, not gawking.â
Taissaâs jaw clenched as she looked away, pretending to focus on the trees ahead.
âYouâre the one wearing that tiny top like weâre not in the middle of nowhere.â
âExactly,â you said, stepping closer to her and tilting your head. âNo one around to watch... just you. And me.â
Taissa stopped walking. Her dark eyes dropped to your chest again before she forced them back up to your face. âYouâre evil,â she muttered.
You gave her a slow, teasing smile. âYouâre the one losing focus, babe.â
She dropped the wood in her hands and took two quick steps toward you, gripping your waist suddenly and backing you against the nearest tree.
âOh yeah?â she said low, voice thick. âStill think Iâm the one losing focus?â
You gasped softly as the bark touched your back. Her hands slid firmly around your hips, her fingers digging into your sides just enough to make you feel breathless. âWhat are you doing?â you whispered, your lips brushing hers.
âShutting you up,â she said, and then her mouth was on yours.
The kiss was rough from the startâhungry. You melted into her, wrapping your arms around her neck and tugging at her curls.
Taissa groaned against your lips and pushed harder, pressing your body into the tree, one hand gripping your waist while the other slid up to tangle in your hair.
She bit your bottom lip gently, then soothed it with her tongue. âYouâve been teasing me all morning,â she breathed against your mouth.
âI know,â you whispered, your voice smug.
She kissed down your jawline, nipping at the sensitive skin under your ear. âI hate how much I love it,â she muttered, lips hot against your neck.
Your nails dug into her shoulders as she kissed lower, right above your collarbone.
âYouâre obsessed,â you teased, gasping when she tugged your hair lightly to expose more of your neck.
Taissa looked up at you with dark, hungry eyes. âYou drive me crazy, you know that?â
You smiled breathlessly. âGood.â
She laughed softly, resting her forehead
against yours. âWeâre supposed to be collecting firewood.â
You hummed, wrapping your leg around her hip to keep her close. âWe are. Weâre just... multitasking.â
She chuckled again, but her lips stayed close.
Taissa kissed you again, slower this time.
You tangled your fingers in her curls again and kissed her deeper, tilting your head as her hands slid up under your top, just resting on your waist, her thumbs stroking slowly.
âWeâre so screwed if someone finds us out here,â she said between kisses.
âLet them,â you whispered. âMaybe theyâll learn something.â
That made her laughâloud, joyful, wildâand then she kissed you again like she couldnât help herself. You both stayed pressed against the tree, lips swollen, hair a mess, hands wandering lazily as you tried to pull yourselves apart⊠and failed every time.
âOkay,â Taissa said eventually, slightly breathless. âFive more minutes. Then we actually get the wood.â
âDeal,â you said, but made no move to let her go.
Her lips curved against yours. âYouâre impossible.â
âAnd youâre obsessed.â
She just kissed you again.
Five minutes turned into ten.
Taissa eventually pulled away from the tree, but only after one more kiss⊠and then another. Her hand lingered at your waist, thumb brushing just under the edge of your top like she didnât want to stop touching you.
You bent down slowly to grab a branch, knowing full well her eyes were glued to you again.
âSeriously?â she groaned behind you. âHow am I supposed to focus when youâre doing that?â
You turned your head over your shoulder, smirking. âDoing what?â
âYou know exactly what.â
You held up the branch like it was some kind of trophy. âLook, Iâm doing my job.â
âYouâre bending over like a damn temptress in a crop top,â she muttered, clearly exasperated.
You stood and turned to her, holding the branch against your shoulder. âWell, maybe
âDonât tempt me,â she said, stepping closer again. âBecause if I donât look, I might do something worse.â
You tilted your chin up at her, that playful spark returning to your eyes. âWorse? Like what?â
Taissaâs hand was on your hip again, firm and possessive. She leaned in, whispering right against your lips. âLike take you right here against that tree again and make sure you canât even stand after.â
You bit your lip, throat suddenly tight. âIs that a threat or a promise?â
You kissed her hardâfast and needyâyour fingers fisting in her shirt this time as she growled into your mouth. She turned you, quick, fluid, pinning herself to the tree now and pulling you against her.
Your hands slid up under her shirt, palms flat against her stomach, and she hissed between her teeth. âJesus, youâre warm,â she muttered.
You licked a slow stripe up her neck before whispering, âWait âtil we get back to the cabin.â
She shut her eyes and breathed hard, fists tightening in the back of your top. âYou're not playing fair.â
âYou're the one who brought me out here, babe,â you said sweetly. âYou couldâve gone with literally anyone else.â
âI wanted to go with you.â
âBecause you missed me? Or because you like the view?â you asked, tugging gently on her waistband with a grin.
Taissa looked down at you, chest rising fast.
âBoth. You already know that.â
You let your hands trail down her sides, slow and soft. âThen maybe we should stop pretending weâre gonna finish this task.â
Taissa sighed dramatically, glancing around.
âOkay. One more kiss. Then we move.â
You gave her an innocent look. âOne?â
You kissed her again, slow and deep, and her hands came up to hold your face like she never wanted to stop. When you finally pulled backâbarelyâyour breaths mingled, lips just grazing.
âThat wasnât one,â she said, breathless.
âI know,â you whispered.
She grabbed your waist and pulled you into her again, this time grinning. âWeâre not getting anything done today, are we?â
âNope,â you said, smiling into her lips.
She laughed and let her forehead rest against yours. âScrew it. Letâs pretend we got lost and just stay out here a little longer.â
âPerfect. More time to torture you.â
She groaned playfully. âIâm so in love with a menace.â
âYou wouldnât have me any other way.â
âUnfortunately, youâre right.â
You both eventually managed to collect a small pileâafter about twenty more stops for âaccidentalâ touches, stolen kisses, and full-body presses against trees. Every time you reached for a log, Taissaâs hand would slide over yours. Every time she leaned over, her body brushed yours on purpose.
âRemind me what weâre supposed to be doing again?â she asked as you both awkwardly balanced a few logs between you.
âSomething about firewood. Survival. Blah blah.â
âYouâre gonna kill me,â she said.
You leaned in close, brushing your lips against her ear. âNot yet.â
Taissa nearly dropped her whole bundle.
âYouâre evil,â she said again.
She nodded slowly, staring at you. âYeah. Pathetically.â
You gave her the sweetest smile you could manage. âGood.â
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