Anna still in straddle, in ride on above, he strengthened beneath; upward thrusts of his give, hold to her ass, that huffed her breath from lungs, drives’ jostle of her free and open breasts; part of her lips, further open of mouth, in feeling as he led, controlling from beneath; his focus to her close of eyes, soft changes in mouth’s shape; feel of her body in waver of breath, steadied in his hold; crackle and pop of juniper and spruce, amber light on their fronts in face to flame; forward fall of her body, return of its move, all of its weight resting onto his; tight wrap of his hold behind high of back, compress and firm of bodies in tight of hold; keeping; keeping; then fast of tongue as fire wavered in escape of breath and tremble in the flashes.