Description: The season’s changing, but one last burst of snow has dusted the high country — perfect for Charles Dera’s impromptu escape with Kristen Scott. They trek into the trees where the world is quiet and the drifts are pristine, a white playground framed by towering pines. Kristen laughs as cold flakes kiss her cheeks, the chill only making her more daring; bundled at first, she peels off layers until she’s a teasing silhouette against the winter light.
Under the canopy, with sunlight glinting on the snow, the pair trade playful shoves and slow, hungry kisses. Kristen’s breath puffs white in the air as Charles’s hands roam, warming her skin and urging her closer. What starts as flirtatious frolic quickly shifts into something hotter: stripped down to the essentials, she bends, slides, and grinds against him, every movement leaving a trail in the powder.
They move through positions as naturally as footprints across the drift — passionate kisses, slow explorations, and harder, more urgent thrusts. Charles takes her from behind against a fallen log; Kristen rides him cowgirl-style on the compacted snow; they collapse into sweaty embraces only to rise and find a new angle. The cold sharpens every sensation: the contrast of chilled air and heated bodies makes each touch electric.
Moans mingle with the whisper of pine and the distant creak of branches. Kristen’s hips rock, her back arches, and Charles answers with powerful, steady strokes that make her shiver for a different reason. The momentum builds until both crest together, breathless and trembling, the snow around them stamped with the memory of their encounter.
Afterward they lie close, sharing warmth and kisses as the sun slides lower. The frosty scene feels intimate and secretive — a fierce, beautiful interlude where winter’s last snowfall became the backdrop for an unforgettable, heated escape.