The crisp autumn air hinted at deviltry as she strolled into the pumpkin patch alone.
She felt an hidden presence a tingling sensation on her skin making her heart race.
A devilish grin spread across her face as she understood she wasnt alone in the end.
Her dress rode high on her thighs uncovering a flash of skin that promised more than just pumpkin picking.
A low moan escaped her lips as a strong hand grabbed her waist from behind tugging her closer.
She gasped with delight as his lips found her neck sending tremors down her spine.
His fingers outlined the curves of her form igniting a fire within her.
The earth melted away leaving only the couple of them and their growing desire.
She longed for his touch his every movement a promise of unrestrained lust.
The cool air turned hot with their fiery conversation.
He raised her upon a large pumpkin her legs parted wide.
Her groans grew more audible resounding through the quiet patch.
The moonlight danced on their perspiring bodies uncovering every contour.
She held to him tightly her fingers digging into his back.
Their respirations came in short acute gasps as they neared the peak.
A last shudder shook her body as she wept out his appellation.
He held her near his bodies motionless tingling from the aftermath.
The pumpkin patch had not ever felt so vibrant thus electrified.
As they clothed they exchanged a knowing glance.
This secret rendezvous would be a tale they would treasure forever his own hot pumpkin patch narrative.
