He stood there for some minutes, looking around to see if any one was in sight. She sneaked behind him from the hut, and greeted him with her warm embrace.
She leaned on him and whispered into his ears.
"I am ready. Let's not wait any longer."
Her tone was definite. The meaning hit him. The look in her eyes was like a flame piercing through his soul, racing down his loins.
They ran crazily through the shrubs, digging their feet into the moistened earth. She tried to keep pace, lifting the hem of her gown, for ease of movement.
They came to a clearing and fell to the ground. She was lying on him. He stared into her big brown eyes, embracing her soft, languid frame.
