“Love in the Great Pine Woods”, Ch. 15 (PG-13, S): Unforgettable, January 06, 2016 by Gratiana Lovelace (Post #856)

0aaa-Love-in-the-Great-Pine-Woods_story-cover_Jan0516byGratianaLovelace_3intall-rev7(An original story copyrighted by Gratiana Lovelace; all rights reserved) [(1) story cover, left]

[From time to time, I will illustrate my story characters with: Richard Armitage as Sam Wakeforest, Marcia Gay Harden as Sam’s older sister Tessa Wakeforest Shoop Delaney, and Emily Deschanel as Tessa’s sister-in-law Olivia Delaney, Viola Davis as Pauletta Perkins, Cicely Tyson as Nellie Newton, Anna Sophia Robb as Alice Trent, Kevin Spacey as Roger Delaney, Sam Heughan as Todd Wakeforest, Idris Elba as Dominic Perkins and others as noted.]


Authors Content Note: “Love in the Great Pine Woods” is a mature love story with dramatic themes of love and relationships. It will mostly be at the PG and PG-13 movie levels. Specific chapters or passages may have a further rating of: L for language, D for dramatic emotions, and S for sensual themes. And I will rate the chapters accordingly. If you are unable or unwilling to attend a movie with the ratings that I provide for a chapter, then please do not read that chapter. This is my disclaimer. And as is my habit, I will summarize the previous chapter’s events at the beginning of the next chapter.


Authors Recap from the Previous Chapter:   Sam and Olivia are married this Wednesday December 30, 1955. And they briefly stopped at Delaney Manor to allow Olivia to change out o f her wedding gown and into a traveling outfit for her as yet unknown wedding destination. And although Sam and Olivia skipped/ditched their family’s private but informal wedding night dinner, they did say a heartfelt farewell to retired housekeeping and caregiver Nellie Newton–who was very tired from attending the wedding. And Nellie is the only one Sam shared their wedding night destination, because Nellie was concerned that a snowstorm was on its way–maybe even a blizzard–and Sam wanted to assure her that his and Olivia’s whereabouts were known.

And Sam still has one more sentimental heirloom belated Christmas gift for Olivia–but she will have to wait to receive it tonight, on this, their wedding night.


“Love in the Great Pine Woods”, Ch. 15 (PG-13, S): Unforgettable

And now, nothing stands in the way of Sam’s and Olivia’s wedding night–their first night of sharing their love with each other. Sam will be guiding the shy Olivia into loving intimacy with him–her first time. So apart from Sam wanting to adore Olivia passionately tonight with every fiber of his being, he also knows that he will need to be patient, tender, and gentle with her. And though a man of the world, Sam is beginning to feel a little nervous about he and Olivia making love tonight. Afterall, it has been a few years since he last made love–although he was not in a love relationship then, as he is now with Olivia, his new wife. So the experience of making love with his Olivia is bound to be more wonderful than before.   And he hopes that all goes as well as it should with regard to his body working as it should.

As Sam drives his new wife Olivia to their wedding night and honeymoon destination after 4:30pm this Wednesday December 30th, 1955 in his brand new Chevy Bel-Air sedan, he can tell from her silence that her thoughts are a mixture of happiness, curiosity, and perhaps fear of the unknown on this their wedding night. So Sam tries to put Olivia at ease.

Sam: “A penny.” He smiles, keeping his eyes forward focusing on the mountain road in the darkening light conditions.

Olivia: “What did you say, Sam?” Sitting in the front seat of the car with him, Olivia looks up toward Sam after fidgeting with one of her pretty linen hankies in her hands.

Sam: “I was just wondering what has you so lost in thought, Olivia My Love.”

Olivia: “I was … I was …” She blushes, her thinking that she can’t tell him that she was wondering about their being together, tonight. Olivia has slept and cuddled with Sam, but she has not lain with him nor any man in the biblical sense. Sam will be her first, and her only lover.

Sam: “Yes?” Sam asks patiently, with an inkling about what might be upon her mind. Then she surprises him.

Olivia: “I was just wondering … where we are going for our honeymoon.” She fibs. Although, she is curious about that, too, it has a lesser priority in her thoughts at the moment.

Sam: “Oh that!” He grins, Sam’s eyes still riveted to the road with its patches of lingering snow and ice here and there. “Can’t you tell?” He teases.

Olivia looks up and out the windshield and windows for the first time. They had not headed back toward the edge of the city of Wakeforest where Sam’s and now their Wakeforest family home is–that will become their home. No, they are near the base of Wakeforest Mountain as the pine trees loom larger as they get closer to them.

Olivia: “The mountain? Are we staying at your cabin?” She asks brightly.

Sam: “It’s our cabin now.” Sam smiles at Olivia and she blushes and smiles back at him. “And yes. I didn’t want anyone pulling a cheverie on us” [(2)]. Sam knows his brothers very well–and their pranks. And the thought of them turning up outside of their nuptial bedroom and interrupting them with banging pots and raucous singing,and even worse, comments does not appeal to him. Her eyes widen at the old French wedding custom of Cheverie. But it is a common wedding custom in where they live in Northern Minnesota.

Olivia: “Really?”

The area where they live was settled by French traders [(3a)] using the St. Lawrence Seaway [(3b)] as their trade route to the Atlantic Ocean. The Wakeforests are distant ancestors of settlers who traveled with Jean-Baptiste Faribault in 1826 [(3a)].

Sam: “Yes. I want us to have an uninterrupted and a …” Sam pauses trying to think of the right word to describe their first time making love. “… a privately tender first time for us making love together.”

Making love. Olivia’s breathing quickens.

Olivia: “Oh!   Hhhh! Hhhh!” Olivia is gasping a bit loudly. She is not quite having a panic attack, but she is feeling very much on edge.

Of course, she knew that she and Sam would and are going to make love with each other tonight, their wedding night. But somehow Sam saying it out loud, makes it more real to her. And her virgin’s first time nervousness returns. Sam senses Olivia’s distress by her panicked breathing that he remembers from their first date when he had dinner at Tessa’s and Roger’s home and Olivia wasn’t expecting him. And Sam slows his car to a stop and shifts the gear into park on the deserted and isolated mountain road.   Then he removes his right hand from the steering wheel and places it over Olivia’s fidgeting hands as he gazes lovingly at her.

Sam: “You need not fear me, Olivia. I will not pounce on you to make love with you the moment we arrive. We have all night–we have all weekend–to get to know each other better, and to enjoy being just by ourselves with each other.” Sam leans toward her and whispers to her in a deep and husky voice–even though they are completely alone. “I wish to adore you, Olivia My Love–to cherish you and to give you joy. And I promise you, that we won’t venture into any intimacy that you’re not ready for.” Sam brings her hand to his lips and kisses it before he drops it back down to her lap.

Olivia: “Thank you, Sam.” Olivia tries to calm her breathing by focusing on the hairs on the back of Sam’s large hand. It is a lumber forestry man’s hand–calloused but still gentle with her, always gentle with her. She does not fear him–but she is merely unsettled about the unknown of their marital intimacies tonight.

Then Sam gives Olivia a quick peck on her lips, winks, and then he gently disengages from her and returns his hand to the steering wheel. Sam’s eyes return to the road as he puts his car back into drive and takes the right hand turn onto the road that leads up into the Mountain and to their cabin one mile in–up at the Little Summit as the large valley shelf is called, for its sheer drop off cliff at its far edge.

The Little Summit was a bold location for Sam to situate his cabin when he built it years Cabin-in-snow-TellurideCO_Nov2315pinterestago–to be sheltered by trees, but still near some open flat land before the steep incline of the mountain begins. And  they pull up to the cabin with its lights on [(4) right] –Sam had put them on a timer yesterday when he had visited the cabin to make sure the foods, supplies, and fire wood were stocked up and to do some last minute love nest preparations.

Parking in front of the one story cabin with its tall cathedral ceilings, Sam hops out and grabs Olivia’s suitcases from the back seat. And Olivia carries her purse and their sack of sandwiches as they walk onto the front porch. Sam sets down her two suitcases on the porch–him particularly wondering why she needs so many clothes when he plans to have them stay here merely through the weekend. Of course, Sam already has clothes at the cabin that he leaves here since he visits so regularly–most weekends. So he has only a small overnight bag.

Sam takes out his house keys and opens the cabin’s front door. But before Olivia can walk through it, Sam lifts her up into his arms and carries her across the threshold.

Olivia: “Eeeee!” She squeals with delight.
Sam: “Ha ha ha ha ha! Welcome home, Mrs. Wakeforest!” Sam proclaims loudly. Then he kisses her soundly as he crushes his lips to hers and she responds willingly to him.

Olivia: “Ha hahahaha!” She giggles. “Thank you, Mr. Wakeforest!” Sam twirls her around Olivia-isEmilyDeschanel-smiling_Dec0615in his arms for good measure.   And she squeals again. “Eeeee!   That’s enough! Ha ha ha! Please put me down or I’ll faint.” She begs, but Olivia’s eyes are sparkling with delighting [(5) right] in her husband Sam’s playfulness. Her touseled hair falls in gentle waves framing her lovely face.

Sam: “Awww. Well we can’t have that. And I was enjoying carrying you in my arms.” He gives her a mock pout with his eyes gleaming mischievously.

Sam sets Olivia on the floor. Then he hops out to the front porch again and grabs her suit cases and his overnight bag and he shuts the cabin’s front door from the bitterly cold Winter night.

Olivia:   Olivia removes her coat and she instantly regrets it. “Isn’t it a little cold in here, Sam?” Olivia rubs her hands up and down her arms to increase her circulation.
Sam: Holding up his index finger, Sam grins. “I can fix that!”

Sam dashes over to the wall register vent in the Great Room and turns up the dial for warmth. The cabin’s electricity is powered by a diesel generator in a shed out back since the cabin is far away from the city of Wakeforest’s electric grid.  The cabin also has its own well water and septic system for waste disposal.

The Great Room will take a little longer to heat up since it has a cathedral ceiling where the heat goes to. However, a ceiling fan that Sam also turns on will help drive the warm air back down to floor level. Then he also builds a wood fire in the fireplace for added warmth. As he is doing this, Olivia looks around and notices that something is different.

Olivia: “Sam? You’ve rearranged the furniture.” She didn’t want to say that the bed she SamsMountainLogCabin-interriorTellurideCO_Nov2815pinterest-sizedsaw the last time she and Roger visited [(6) right] is not there now. Because any remote mention of a bed causes Olivia to think about when she and Sam will make love. But even though she doesn’t mention the bed, she thinks about it–and she blushes.

Sam: “Oh? What’s different?” Sam feigns ignorance about what she is alluding to. But his lips curl up at the corners giving away his bemusement.

Olivia: “Oh Sam!” Olivia blushes even more prettily. “You know very well that window over there with the couch in front of it had a … well, it had a bed in it.” She finally says the word–bed.

Sam: “Really?” He smiles mischievously.   “Maybe I should take you on a little tour of the place–to reacquaint you with its new layout–now that it is your home, too. Come with me.” Then taking her hand in his Sam guides Olivia through the kitchen–where they deposit their bag of sandwiches–and then he takes her back to the bedroom. “Now close your eyes. It’s a surprise.”

Olivia: “You’re not going to blindfold me, are you?” She asks in jest–because her foster niece Alice had asked her that question earlier today.

Sam: “No.” But he stifles a wicked smile–almost stifles it [(7) right] as he leans against the Sam-isRichardArmitage-inCamelCoat-from2011ProjectMagazine-interview-and-photosbyMattHolyoak-27_Nov2615ranet-sized-bkgrndblurpainted white brick wall of the kitchen whilst still wearing his Winter camel hair overcoat. “Close your eyes, please.” Sam asks in a calm voice, him trying not to sound seductive. But it is taking all of Sam’s restraint to treat Olivia patiently and gently tonight. Olivia closes her eyes and Sam opens the bedroom door and ushers her in. “Surprise!” Sam says gleefully.

Olivia opens her eyes to see that the bedroom now has a beautifully handcrafted wooden sleigh bed in a darkly polished walnut. There are other complementary Victorian furnishings with an Eastlake vanity and cabinet with a marble top and mirror for Olivia’s use–and a taller chest of drawers for Sam’s use, also with a marble top.

Olivia walks forward and slides her hand along the polished wood and marble. The bed linens are new–soft and silky ivory colored sateen cotton sheets with an ivory matelasse cover bedspread in a muted blue color and a thick and warm looking quilt at the end of the bed. The pillowcases have embroidery and lace trimmings–again in a Victorian era styling.

When Sam and Olivia had previously discussed with Olivia about some renovations they might do to their main Town of Wakeforest home in the coming months, she had wistfully revealed to him her love of all things Victorian. So he decided to surprise her at the cabin with a 1950’s modern twist of understated elegance and comfort.

Olivia: Olivia whirls around and rushes into Sam’s arms. “Sam! This bedroom is so beautiful! Where did you get it all from?”

Sam: “Well, I hope you won’t be disappointed that the furnishings are not new. But I actually found everything in the attic at my Wakeforest home. This bedroom set belonged to my grandparents.” Then he can’t help but nuzzle her neck with his lips and say huskily. “My grandparents had a long and happy marriage–and they were blessed with four children. I hope that starting our married life in this room will give us equal joy.”

Olivia: “Oh Sam!” She tears up for his great romantic gesture.   And she kisses him tenderly as she leans in to him–their clothed bodies pressing so closely together that not even a whisper could pass between them.

Without an audience, Sam’s and Olivia’s kisses do not have to be chaste. And their kisses quickly become passionate and adoring as Sam cradles her head in hands. Her hands and arms go around his waist as she embraces him back. However, somehow, Sam manages to not overwhelm Olivia with his loving and lustful ardor. And he pulls back from her and removes his overcoat and scarf–revealing his wedding tuxedo underneath.

Sam: “Olivia, I’m still in my tux that I’ve worn all day. I want to take a shower, first.”

Olivia: “Of course.” She smiles sweetly. “It’s been a long day.”

Sam: Then he adds hopefully, boldly–with his desire no longer masked. “Care to join me in the shower?”

Startled at her new husband’s request that she shower with him–which she realizes means that they would be naked with each other–Olivia answers the only way her nervous virginal heart knows how.

Olivia: “B … but Sam, I already showered again back home after the wedding.” Olivia is not quite ready for them to be that intimatenaked intimate–not yet.

Sam: “Hhhhh!” Sam lets out a long breath that he didn’t realize he was holding. “Of course, Olivia My Love. I understand.” And he thinks that maybe he will ask her again–in a day or two.

Olivia: “Thank you.” Then Olivia winces sheepishly and points cutely at the bathroom door. “But may I sneak into the bathroom before you take your shower?” As husband and wife, they will become intimate in more ways than making love. And Olivia blushes to think that Sam will know that she is using the bathroom.

Sam: “Sure! You go ahead and do that. And I will bring your suitcases into the bedroom.” And Sam reaches behind her and turns on their bedrooms’ wall register vent to warm the room up a bit more. Their cabin’s bedroom does not have a high ceiling, so it is quicker to warm up and stay that way.

Olivia nods shyly. Then Sam takes her into his arms once more before he fetches her suitcases, and they tenderly kiss each other for several moments. Then he releases her and Olivia steps into the bathroom. It has all the modern conveniences–including a double sized shower stall and a separate large claw foot bathtub that looks like it could also easily accommodate two. And Olivia blushes again for her thinking about bathing with Sam–now that he has put that notion into her head. She wouldn’t have thought of it before due to her naiveté and innocence.

Olivia is already back in the bedroom from the bathroom, when Sam returns with her suitcases–which he puts in the walk in closet on a suitcase rack to make it easier for her to hang up her clothes on her side of the closet. Then Olivia points to the bedroom door that leads back into the kitchen.

Olivia: “Sam, I’ll just put our sandwiches on plates for us.”

Sam: He pouts a bit. “I’m not really hungry yet. Are you hungry, Olivia?”

Olivia: “No. Not really.” She admits sheepishly while biting her lower lip and smiles blushingly.

Sam: “Then why don’t you put the sandwiches in the fridge–and we’ll have them later?” Sam asks gently. Slowly, he is guiding her to their wedding night lovemaking–he hopes. And given his own digestive system, he prefers to make love before he eats.

Of course, Olivia understands the implication of Sam’s phrasing is that they will eat after they … do something else first. Of course, what that something else is has yet to be negotiated.

Olivia: “Should I wait to put my clothes away in the closet? Until you are done with your shower?” Olivia wants to respect Sam’s privacy in bathing. Oliva doubts that if the reverse were true–and if Sam were in the bedroom whilst she was showering–if she could feel comfortable with that. Not that she would worry about Sam invading her privacy. But she does notice that there is not a lock on the bathroom door–nor on the bedroom door. Of course not, she muses. Why would there be a need for internal locks out in the middle of nowhere as the cabin is located? Olivia smiles to herself.

Sam: “No. That’s not necessary. You’re being in the closet won’t hinder me taking a shower.” Sam smiles knowingly at Olivia. And he realizes that she does affect him by being in the bedroom with him now. They are alone, together, and this night is theirs.

Sam slowly starts to unbutton his dress shirt–going down from the open collar, one button at a time–as his new wife Olivia’s eyes widen. She is momentarily transfixed to think that she’ll see his undershirt again–like she did when he was in the hospital. And she starts breathing quickly. Then Sam lifts his left wrist and his right hand removes his cufflink and puts it in a box in a lower drawer of his tall chest of drawers–then he repeats that removal for his other wrist. Sam begins to pull his dress shirt out of his pants. Normally, he would unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants–allowing his shirt tails to come free. But with Olivia breathing rather shallowly at the moment, he doesn’t want to over whelm her with him being naked below the waist–not just yet.

Sam slides off his shoes and walks in his stockinged feet the two feet toward Olivia in their bedroom. He gently pulls her into his arms again and he softly kisses her on her lips. Then he whispers huskily into her ear–though there is no one to hear them.

Sam: “Olivia, why don’t you put our sandwiches in the fridge for later. Then I’ll hop in the shower while you’re hanging up your clothes in the walk in closet. Hmmm?” Sam brushes Olivia’s bangs out of her eyes and cups her cheek in his hand. Then he adds suggestively. “And if you want to change into something … more comfortable, that might be nice.” She is currently wearing her small weave corduroy pants and a sweater set for warmth.

Olivia: “Okay.” She sighs. Olivia appreciates how patient Sam is being. And he is also being true to his word and not pouncing on her. But Olivia wonders how comfortable Sam expects her clothing to be? Or should she just go ahead and don her negligee that Tessa insisted she buy–even though the silk fabric is very sheer and not all that warm?

Olivia goes back to the kitchen and puts the sandwiches in the fridge. And Sam walks into the bathroom, removes his remaining clothes and showers–him letting the hot water jets soothe and refresh him as he washes his hair and body. Sam is a moderately hairy man–with noticeable hair on arms, chest, and legs, but none on his back. So the hot water cleansing him, runs in rivulets down his taut and muscular body. He may be forty-five years old, but Sam has an athlete’s physique through the physical labor of his forestry work–and his skiing hobby.

Meanwhile, Olivia quickly returns to their bedroom from the kitchen. And hearing the shower running, she ducks into the walk in closet and quickly removes her few clothes from her two suitcases and hangs them up or places them into a drawer of the chest of cabinets in there. Then she makes a decision about her comfortable clothes and changes into them before leaving the walk in closet.

When Sam exits the shower onto the fluffy and absorbent floor towel, he towels himself dry with a larger than normal bath towel. And then he wraps the towel around his abdomen for modesty while he brushes his teeth again for Olivia–in case she were to walk in on him. He wouldn’t want to startle her completely with his nakedness–not yet. You see, Sam had left the bathroom door open ajar, just a crack–to allow the shower steam to dissipate more easily, he tells himself. Though Sam was still holding out a small hope that Olivia might have joined him in the shower. She didn’t–yet.


Sam and Olivia reenter their cabin bedroom at just about the same moment. Olivia gazes lovingly at Sam. Sam is now wearing a sleeveless athletic style t-shirt over thin sweatpants–with no underpants. His hair is still slightly damp, but it will air dry quickly. He also wears an open soft cotton terry cloth robe over his arms while the cabin is still warming up. But most tellingly is the smouldering grin that curls at his lips. For he sees his beautiful Olivia wearing her negligee and robe–and something else.

Sam quickly closes the few feet between them and he takes Olivia into his loving arms and kisses her tenderly. She responds to him with her eager kisses and her arms around his neck, stroking the back of his head. His hands glide down her back in gentle strokes that send shivers through Olivia.

Sam: “You look beautiful, Olivia.” He sighs as his kisses trail down her neck.

Olivia: “Thank you. And you look quite handsome, Sam.” She can feel his hard muscles underneath his t-shirt as her arms go around him, inside of his robe. “And you’re quite warm.” She snuggles closer to him.

Sam: “Ha ha ha! I sensed that you were still chilled.” Olivia looks at him quizzically and Sam smiles mirthfully. “Your thermal pants showing at the bottom of your negligee clued me in.”

Olivia: “I’ll warm up soon.”

Sam: “I’m certain that you will.” Sam says before he can stop himself. Because, he can’t wait to warm her up.

Olivia: “And Sam, these are not thermal pants, they’re dancers leggings. They cover my legs to just over my thighs.” Olivia clarifies–her not realizing the effect that her admission has upon her new husband Sam.

Sam: “Oh!” Sam growls deeply. For Sam, Olivia wearing leggings–that beg to be removed by him–are a definite turn on. And Sam’s arousal is now quite evident under his sweatpants. Sam kisses his wife Olivia sweetly, tenderly, passionately, and adoringly as they stand in the middle of their bedroom.

Understanding that the inevitable is about to happen, Olivia looks up at Sam with complete love and trust.

Olivia: “I don’t know what to do. You’ll have to tell me.”

Sam: “Shhh! Shhh! It’s alright.” He soothes. “I love you so much, Olivia. I wish I had the gift of eloquence. But, …” He moves to the box shaped white leather portable record cabinet in the bedroom. “… this Nat King Cole song, Unforgettable, says how I feel about you–with all of my love.” Sam switches on the record player and the strains of the Nat King Cole song Unforgettable liltingly plays. “Dance with me?” Sam holds his arms open, and a sweetly smiling Olivia fits herself to him–their taking each others’ hands and swaying gently to the music.

Unforgettable by Irving Gordon, [(8)] as sung by Nat King Cole [(9ab)]

That’s what you are
Tho’ near or far

Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more
Unforgettable in every way

And forever more, that’s how you’ll stay
That’s why darling it’s incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that’s how you’ll stay
That’s why darling it’s incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too.”

Sam and Olivia slowly rock back and forth as they dance around their bedroom’s open area, kissing each other adoringly.

Then after the song ends, the next 45 record single drops to play, and it is the song Unforgettable again. Sam had bought five copies of the single released on 45 records–so that the song will play for awhile, as they make love.

Sam guides Olivia to their bed. He removes his robe and then her robe. And then he lifts her up into his arms, and places her on their bed. Sam removes his t-shirt as Olivia watches him spellbound. And Sam delights in the way that Olivia’s eyes sparkle with shy desire. Then he turns around and pushes down his sweatpants and removes them–leaving him naked–before he slides into bed with her.

They cuddle close, side by side with their arms and legs in happy entanglement. Olivia’s lace and silk negligee and the softness of her womanly curves are driving Sam wild with desire. And his reserve and restraint is beginning to crumble as he begins to make love with her.

Sam’s hands explore Olivia’s womanly curves, slowly and tenderly as his hands move from her hips to her rump, and then down her legs. He feels the tops of the leggings at her thighs–his hands lingering there as Olivia shivers with his tender touch. And he reaches under her negligee’s skirt to pull down and off first one and then  the other legging. In doing so, his hands brush at the edges of her silk and lace panties. And he pulls those down and off of her as well as Olivia lifts up her hips slightly to facilitate that for him.

Olivia’s breathing is now shallow and quite quick with her slight nervousness coming back as they get closer to making love. Yet, she cannot deny her own loving ardor for him. Sam has awakened Olivia’s loving desire, and she is no longer afraid.

Olivia: “Hhh! Hhh! Hhh!” Olivia feels such hopefulness and anticipation for them making love–which will be her first time. Her hands explore the beautiful architecture of Sam’s virile muscular shoulders, his chest, and his taut abdomen.

And Sam is lost within Olivia’s tentative touches and caresses of his body–with his heightened awareness of her femininity bringing him to the brink of needing to love her fully before his desire overtakes him completely.

Caressing Olivia’s face, Sam slowly peppers her cheek and lips with kisses. And Sam kisses and caresses Olivia in other loving and pleasurable ways that have her straining toward him, her wanting more. Him wanting more.   But he is holding back as long as he can–until he feels that she is ready for him. And then his hand cups the fullness of her loveliness in his hand through her silken covering–her trembling at his touch–as he asks caringly of her.

Sam: “May I love you now, My Darling Olivia? I love you so!”  Sam tenderly kisses Olivia’s already kiss ripened lips, as he caresses her intimately, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Olivia: Olivia kisses Sam back and she nods with her eyes closed. “Yes, Sam. Oh yes! I love you so!”

Sam: Then Sam whispers as he kisses her as he guides her to lie back. “I will be as gentle as possible, Olivia My Love. And I will stop if you feel any pain–until the pain subsides.” He is referring to him taking her virginity when he joins with her. “Tonight I only wish to give you joy, My Love.”

And then, Sam and Olivia share an unforgettable night of love and romance as they join their bodies and their lives together forever, on this, their wedding night.

And much much later this night–with their bodies still entangled [(10) right] with each feet-coversOct1012instforenergyresearchorgother after a second romantic tryst after they ate their sandwich dinners–the newlyweds Sam and Olivia, husband and wife, will finally drift off to sleep in each others’ loving arms, in sweet contentment and bliss.

To be continued with Chapter 16


References for Ch. 15 by Gratiana Lovelace, January 06, 2016 (Post #856)

1) The “Love in the Great Pine Woods” story cover is a composite of two images manipped by Grati:
a) the Richard Armitage portrait is from the 2011 Project Magazine photo shoot and article interview, that was found at http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/Richard/Promos/ProjectMagJuly2011/album/slides/ProjectMag-05.html;
b) the snowy Pine forest vertical image was found on Pinterest at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/62/fa/ff/62faff1253d55f571eb3659cc7661e73.jpg

2) Information about the French wedding custom of cheverie—wherein revelers make lots of noise and merriment around the wedding couples bridal chamber–is found at http://www.perfectweddingguide.com/wedding-ideas/wedding-planning/10-wedding-traditions-from-around-the-world/

3) a) For information about early French settlers, such as Jean-Baptiste Faribault, please visit http://www.minnesotafunfacts.com/early-explorers-settlers/;
b) For information about early travel and river trade on the St. Lawrence Seaway, please visit: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Lawrence_Seaway

4) Image of Sam and Olivia Wakeforest’s forest log cabin wedding night retreat (showing the earlier bed arrangement) is a snowy cabin in Telluride, Colorado that was found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/b9/15/e2b915af95e32cf1d21c31a959ddb6d8.jpg

5) Olivia Delaney Wakeforest smiling at heer new husband Sam is Emily Deschanel found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/43/1b/64/431b64bf394ac604c69aea631c3375a0.jpg

6) The Wakeforest’s mountain pine woods log cabin is :a weekend home interior with bed and fireplace is a snowy cabin in Telluride, Colorado that was found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8e/ca/42/8eca4242200f04fc4698aafb89266f8d.jpg ;
7) The Richard Armitage portrait from the 2011 Project Magazine photo shoot (photos by Matt Holyoak) and article http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/Richard/Promos/ProjectMagJuly2011/album/MattHolyoak-27.jpg

8) For more on Nat King Cole’s song “Unforgettable” written by Irving Gordon and released in 1951, please visit https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unforgettable_%28Nat_King_Cole_song%29

9ab) The video of the song created by RoadVideo404can be found at “Unforgettable + Nat King Cole + Lyrics / HD”

on You Tube at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdNJAquBl-c ; and the lyrics were found at http://www.metrolyrics.com/unforgettable-lyrics-nat-king-cole.html

10) Image representing Sam’s and Olivia’s feet undercovers found Oct1012 at instforenergyresearchorg; revised May1614 crop and revised again sized2


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Gratiana Lovelace is my nom de plume for my creative writing and blogging. I write romantic stories in different sub genres. The stories just tumble out of me. My resurgence in creative writing occurred when I viewed the BBC miniseries of Elizabeth Gaskell's novel North & South in February 2010. The exquisitely talented British actor portraying the male lead John Thornton in North & South--Richard Crispin Armitage--became my unofficial muse. I have written over 50 script stories about love--some are fan fiction, but most are original stories--that I am just beginning to share with others on private writer sites, and here on my blog. And as you know, my blog here is also relatively new--since August 2011. But, I'm having fun and I hope you enjoy reading my blog essays and my stories. Cheers! Grati ;-> upd 12/18/11
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5 Responses to “Love in the Great Pine Woods”, Ch. 15 (PG-13, S): Unforgettable, January 06, 2016 by Gratiana Lovelace (Post #856)

  1. Evie Arl says:

    Unforgettable is such a lovely, lovely song – especially this version. Love the way little details continue to emerge, like the cathedral ceilings or the dancers leggings. Thanks for continuing their story and keeping it suggestive and sensual rather than smutty.
    Sigh xxx

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    • Hi Evie, Thanks for your very kind note about this chapter! I appreciate hearing from you that you like the “details” that I insert. And the song “Unforgettable” by Nat King Cole is so dreamily romantic. I’m glad that you enjoyed my Ch. 15 post here–especially my “sensual up to a point” love scenes! Cheers! Grati ;->


  2. January 06, 2016–Thanks for liking this story chapter post! I’m glad that you enjoyed it! Cheers! Grati ;->

    Evie Arl


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