To Feel Liberty

Warning: Please do not read if you're under aged or are not comfortable with sex, language, and brutality.
Levy slows his horse to a stop by a few bushes and ties him there along with mine. Then he helps me off my horse. He takes my hand and we walk through the grass.
My heart begins to pound as it always did when he took my hand in his. No, this was not our first time. We regualarly escape to the woods to steal kisses, but never anything more because we never really have time and mostly because I think we are a little nervous. But today felt different.
Before I can make a move, Levy has my back pressed against a tall, wide Oak tree, where his lips have no trouble finding mine. I wrap arms around him and pull him in close to me so that there is no room for even air to be between our bodies.
Once I feel he is close enough, I untuck his shirt and slide my hands under it to feel his lean, toned chest and back. I sigh as his hands undue the buttons to my shirt and slips it off along with my under shirt. His hands our all over my breasts and then they slide down to my skirt and breaches.