Chapter 17
Sawyer's word had slightly shocked Kate. He was so calm...on the outside. She wasn't sure what to make of it. But soon she brushed the feelings off. It didn't really matter, and guys hate it when girls pester them about this kind of stuff. So she let it go and turned her body so that she could be facing him more, then she wrapped her arms around him and lay her head on his chest. The silence in the tent was comforting, and the beating of Sawyer's heart was making her sleepy.
Kate's eyes began to droop and soon she could barely even hold her head up. Sawyer noticed this and pulled himself and her into a laying position on the little couch. Kate was tucked part way in between Sawyer and the back cusion, and part way laying on top of him. And she finally felt that she could relax. Kate sighed and nuzzeled her head into Sawyers chest before drifting off into a very deep sleep. She hadn't after all had that much sleep the night before.
A dream
When Kate parted from Jack, she could see Sawyer sitting there by the washed out fire, the rain beating down on him. She walked slowly towards him and around to his front. With the rain, she couldn't see whether or not he had his eyes open, but he seemed perfectly content just sitting there. Slowly, she walked toward him, kneeling in front of him.
All of this seemed somehow familiar, but also very different then what her mind was telling her had happened.
She touched him. Now she could tell that his eyes were open, and she'd awoken him from his reverie. Looking into his soft blue eyes all the feelings from earlier came rushing back and she leaned in to kiss him. Her lips brushed his, just making contact. Then she leaned in just a bit more. And when she finally felt him lean into her, she moved forward even more pulling him into the intensity which she felt. Soon his tongue glided into her mouth, and explored.
Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and he stood up, taking her with him. And the next thing she knew they were in his tent, hastily stripping off wet clothes that didn't seem to want to budge. In her haste, Kate actually ripped part of Sawyers shirt, but he didn't notice, he was too busy.
Still in a standing position, Kate was backing slowly, one step at a time, toward what she assumed was some sort of cusion. When suddenly she felt something hard against her back. It shocked her and she looked at it. It was a tree. IHow odd./I She thought, but the momentum at which they were moving didn't seem to leave any space for thought.
Soon Kate was completely naked and Sawyer only had his pants on, but body was so close to hers that she could barely undo his belt buckle, let alone unbutton his pants. As she worked, Kate could feel (and see) something she knew would be fun.
Finally, she got his pants off and then she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck once more, pulling him into a deep kiss that caught him slightly off guard. His hands glided down the contours of her body, and he leaned down just slightly to grab the backs of her thighs. At this, Kate wrapped one leg around his waist and then the other. She could feel him moving against him, and was breathing rapidly in anticipation. It had been a long time for Sawyer, and even longer for her, since either of them had been with some one.
Sawyer pulled her away from the tree a little so he could push her up further. And when he finally had the right leverage, he pushed her back against it, and their bodies collided. Kate gasped, and Sawyer did too.
As he moved in and out of her, slowly picking up speed, they kissed through it all. Kate clung to him and he to her. Soon (too soon) she could feel the pressure inside of her growing. She pulled away from one last passionate kiss and rested her head back against the tree. Sawyer's head rested on her chest and she could feel his hair lightly tickling her skin. But Kate didn't have time to really notice all of this, it just happened, naturally.
In an instant, Kate's back arched away from the wall and she came in a moment of ecstasy. From her fingertips to her toes, she felt the orgasm rip through her like lightening.
"OH! SAWYER!" she screamed. "Sawyer!" Then he came, and it again sent her to the edge. But her body wasn't ready, and slowly, as they slowed to a halt, she felt that wonderous feeling subside. She unwrapped her legs and they both collapsed on the bed.
"Sawyer?" she said his name, trying to get his attention. Then a little louder, "Sawyer?" There was no response. "Sawyer-"
And then she woke.
