Over his shoulder

Calvo swiftly stripped the girl's wet, clinging uniform off her...the soaked fabric would only make her colder, which might be enough to kill the guardswoman. It had been too many years since he had seen a naked woman, particularly one a fucking gorgeous as the slender, dark haired Twelve.

Bending, he hoisted her up on to his broad shoulder. This put the perfect ovals of her buttocks right next to his cheek....his rough skinned hand rose up her thigh, cupping and caressing and handful of taut, satin-smooth asscheek, fingers brushing aganst the softness of the mound nestled between her toned thighs.

"Time for that later, sweet cheeks"

Hoisting his naked, **** burden, Calvo set out to look for shelter.Ahead and upslope, he saw what could possibly be a cave, partially hidden behind a tumble of fallen boulders, and tough, scrubby plants.....