Chapter 8

There was only one hallway, so she giggled and pointed. Galen strode swiftly down the short corridor and nudged the bedroom door open with a foot. Then he moved to the bed and carefully set her down. She sprawled on top of the comforter, leaning back on her hands. Her splayed legs had to give him a clear view of the soaked scrap of cotton between her legs. For her part, she kept her eyes glued to his physique as his hands settled on his belt buckle.

"You're sure?"

"Absolutely," she assured him. "Come to bed, Galen." She licked her lips as he began to unbuckle his belt and lower the zipper on his jeans.

He pushed his jeans and boxers down in one movement and toed off his sneakers and socks. Lydia just stared. He was even more magnificent than she remembered. How had she managed to get even the head of that into her mouth? She wasn't entirely certain it was going to fit in her cunt but she was damned sure going to make him try.

They hadn't turned the bedroom light on, so the flickering candle flame cast a golden glow over his skin, making him look like a Norse god.

"I've dreamed of this." His words came out as a husky growl. He stepped up to the bed, between her legs and put one hand on each of her thighs. "Dreamed of you naked and offered up like this - warm and willing." With one hand he traced the seam between her hip and thigh, running along the edge of her panties.

"Me too." She lifted her hips to allow him to pull the panties down her legs, then spread herself wide again for his perusal.

"Perfect." He traced the lines of her trimmed bush, ran his finger along her weeping cleft. "Abso-fucking-lutely perfect."

He looked up at the wooden posts and rails of the headboard and gave her a wicked smile. "Slide up the bed and hold on."

Another gush of fluid seeped between her legs as she realized what he meant. Damn if Galen wasn't into a little light pseudo-bondage. No wonder she'd been so drawn to him. Just the idea made her pussy clench. Eagerly she scooted up and centered herself on the mattress, grabbing onto one of the sturdy posts with each hand.

"Don't let go." He rearranged her legs to his liking - spread wide, her feet almost hanging over the edge of the full-sized bed. Then he knelt between them, his magnificent erection only inches away from her hungry core. "No matter what, don't let go."

"Anything you say, Galen." She forced the words out through a throat that had gone completely dry.

"I've waited three years to taste you." His long fingers dipped into her cleft and swirled her juices around, then spread her lips wide so he could look his fill. She lifted her hips for him, silently begging for more. "You got to taste that day in my office but I didn't. I intend to make up for that tonight." One fingertip played lightly, too lightly, with her throbbing clit.

"O-okay with me." She panted and twisted her pelvis, totally unembarrassed to be so weak and needy before him.

"Anything you don't like, just tell me, sweetheart. No games, no safe words tonight. Just say stop and I will."

"Please don't stop, Galen. Just fuck me. With your hands, your mouth, your cock, whatever you want." She had to gasp for breath between the words but she managed to get them all out. "I want you so damned much!"

His only answer was a guttural groan as he lowered his face to her muff. He tasted her slowly, one leisurely lick from anus to clit, his hands holding her thighs wide and down to the bed. Then he lifted his face and she could see her juices glistening on his chin. He licked his lips. "Ambrosia." Then he lowered his face again and licked a circle around her clit.

"Galen!" She couldn't believe how easily he made her come. It was just a warm up, a mini-orgasm but she could feel the spasms deep in her womb as he toyed with her nub, then sucked it between his lips. He suckled gently until she'd almost settled down, then he bit softly and slid his tongue down to circle her vaginal canal.

"Keep your eyes open," he ordered. He slipped his hands under her ass, palming her cheeks to raise her up then speared his tongue up into her pussy. Her eyes about rolled up into her head but she managed to keep them open, fascinated by the sight of Galen's bright gold head cradled between her legs.

He took his time, eating her with enthusiasm and attention to detail. She was writhing and whimpering before he moved his mouth back up to her clit and shoved two fingers into her swollen channel. She screamed his name as she came again, this time hard, clenching his head between her thighs as the world exploded around her. Sparks of colored light flashed in front of the eyelids she couldn't help closing.

"I can't wait another second." Galen gave her pussy one last slurp of his tongue then he crawled up over her, pinning her hips to the bed with his own. He claimed her mouth for one fierce, possessive kiss making her taste herself on his lips and tongue before he positioned his cock with one hand, rubbing the head between her labia to wet it with her cream. Then in one sharp thrust, he pierced inside her waiting channel and filled her to the brim. He was so big it hurt, just a little but the stretched fullness was so incredible, she came again, convulsing around his rigid staff.