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He’d been battling Fulton, who loved to show off, and thought he’d bought it as he fell. Fulton had sliced him through his organs almost to the spine, in two different places. Part of him hoped to hell the healers wouldn’t be able to fix him this time or Margetta, either. However, the healing team was well-motivated, death usually following the demise of any of their more important warriors. Margetta was unforgiving.
With the last of the dirt down the drain, he shut off the water and stepped into the equally small bathroom. He dried off, getting as much water from his hair as he could.
His thoughts strayed to Sandra, to how much he’d wanted this with her and for such a long. He would take it slow. She hadn’t been with a man in years and she was probably really nervous.
Those thoughts, however, ramped him up instead of settling him down. His nostrils flared, because he would swear he could smell her soft herbal fragrance streaming into the bathroom, of rosemary and what he was now sure was sage.
Yeah, he was out of his mind for her.
But he also wanted to make this a good experience, so he worked at calming himself down.
He wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door. He even had a speech prepared for how he knew this might be unsettling for her, since she hadn’t been with a man in a long time.
Instead, his mind grew full of nothing. Sandra clearly had ideas of her own. The bedding was gone except for a couple of pillows. She lay on her side completely naked, her arm across her stomach which gave him an excellent view of her full breasts, peaked in the cool air.
She had a small thatch of red hair at the juncture of her thighs. Her creamy skin glowed against violet sheets.
He realized he was standing mute in the doorway when she held her arms out for him. He lost the towel, letting it fall to the floor. She’d already felt his arousal and had some idea what he looked like. She might as well see everything.
As he moved toward her, she lifted up on her elbow, her eyes flaring as her gaze fell to his chest, his abs, then lower to his groin. Seeing her had already started thickening him again.
“Oh,” she whispered. Her lips moved, a sensual sight that had him wishing for things maybe he should keep to himself.
But she made a come-to-me gesture with her hands, quick flips of her fingers, so he slid onto the bed and got close, rising up on his knees. That’s when he knew he was in real trouble. She had no inhibitions and as soon as his hips drew close, her hands were on him.
“Come closer and feed me,” she whispered.
He was pretty sure his eyes rolled in his head. And they definitely did when he felt her tongue lick a loop around the crown of his cock.
He groaned heavily as she took him into her mouth.
She pathed, We’ll need to keep things quiet.
“Right.” He wasn’t sure how easy that was going to be.
As she began to suck, she lifted her gaze to his and pathed, I have a confession to make, Griffin. I’ve thought of you this way so many times with my lips surrounding your cock.
Fantasies?
Yes, while I had my hands between my legs.
He stroked her hair, running his fingers down her braid. I’ve been the same way. I’ve wanted you for months. His hips arched into her and she took him deeper into her mouth.
When she sucked more aggressively, he restrained a moan. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this. Thank you, Sandra.
My pleasure. Truly.
When he knew he was reaching a point-of-no-return, he pushed gently on her shoulders. It feels too good.
She released his cock, smiling, then rolled onto her back. She looked so beautiful, her body undulating, her nipples in tight beads. As he shifted to stretch out on top of her, she spread her legs for him. He kissed her, settling his hips between.
She moaned with pleasure, though keeping her voice quiet as her body moved beneath his. Her legs stroked his thighs; her hips arched.
He drew back enough to look into her eyes. I’m so glad we’re doing this.
Me, too.
He reached down and took his cock in hand, guiding himself into her beautiful wetness. Her fresh rosemary-sage scent filled in the air. Did she wear a perfume, which seemed unlikely given none of the women had access to anything like cosmetics? Whatever it was, his desire for her sharpened because of the way she smelled. He loved it.
