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Finally the towel dropped. He lifted his arms in pure barbarian triumph. “Yahhh,” he growled. “Towel weak. Me strong.”
She gave a playful shriek and pointed at the penis rising between his legs. “I’m just an innocent virgin, what’s that strange piece of flesh?”
“Magic wand. When it sees you, it grows.”
“I don’t have a magic wand. How do you get a magic wand?”
He came alongside the bed, close to her, and dropped the persona. “You have one. It’s right here, baby. All yours. At your service.”
Within minutes, she was stark naked and he was deep inside her. His primal groan seemed to come from the depths of his being, from a time before words. She had a vision of the two of them walking from very long distances, across wastelands and prairies, before finally meeting where their roads crossed. The image brought piercing tears to her eyes. Was this destiny at work? Lucky chance? Or some deep movement of the universe flinging them together? And what next? Where did their paths go from here? After they left this odd little hotel room with the painting of a palm tree and the acoustic ceiling tiles and…
Her thoughts blurred as he shifted their position so they were both kneeling on the bed, his cock still deep inside her, finding a spot that made her cry out. She lost herself in that rhythm, in the interlocking sway of their bodies, until things shifted again. Like a kaleidoscope of sex, she thought, dazed, as she found herself on her elbows and knees. He pulled her ass up, putting an arch in her back and finding yet another trigger spot she hadn’t known about.
Bang against his powerful thighs. Moan into the crook of her elbow. Pleasure pierced through her, with a bittersweet edge to it. Let it go. Let it all go. Because this might be it, her last chance to…bite those words. Focus on that strong spear impaling her from behind. She was going, she was gone…off on a rocket ride to somewhere new and incredible and filled with stars.
After she came once, he clamped a hot hand onto her clit and worked her into another frenzied orgasm. She bucked hard against him as she screamed into her own hand, clenched on the bedspread.
When he exploded into her, he howled like a wolf. With her eyes closed, pleasure still swirling around her, she imagined the forests unfurling in all directions, the pinprick stars scattering diamonds across the night sky, the pure air pulling deep into her lungs.
Did it come from him, that image? Had they joined so closely that her mind saw his thoughts, and vice versa? She sent him an image, the two of them curled on his couch next to his cozy wood stove. Fire glow and afterglow.
He stirred against her, breathing hard. “I wish we were already home.”
Holy shit. Had that…worked? Or did he just happen to be feeling the same thing she was? Maybe it was coincidence. As the transcendent pleasure of her climax faded, she decided to go with coincidence. Anything else was too weird.
“When can you go home?”
“I don’t know. I guess it depends on what my father does.” He laid a warm hand on her belly. “But I’m not worried about it and you shouldn’t be either. If you have to go back, I’ll understand.”
She didn’t answer right away. Her deal with her parents didn’t specify how long she had to deal with this situation. “Have you thought about getting a lawyer?”
“No. Don’t want one. Anyway, don’t you think he’s going to drop the charges?”
“It’s better to have representation. And if you ask me how I know this, it’s because of all the crime writing I’ve done.” She’d have to talk him into hiring the lawyer she’d already talked to.
“Well, now you have some real life experience too.” He lay next to her, gazing up at the ceiling. “Did you call my brothers?”
“No. The only person in Lake Bittersweet who knows is Granny. Well, Kendra, because I asked her to pick Granny up. But I didn’t say why.” She chose her words carefully, hoping Galen wouldn’t notice that people outside Lake Bittersweet might know. For instance, her parents.
A moment later, she heard the soft snuffle of his snores drift through the conditioned air of the hotel room.
I love you, Galen.
Even though she didn’t say it out loud, the thought seemed to thunder through the room. She loved him with all the buried tenderness of her heart. She was pretty sure he loved her too, even though he’d never said those actual words. How was she going to manage to hold up her end of the deal without breaking both their hearts?
She was going to put it off as long as possible, that was how.
twenty-five
Galen woke up to the sound of pounding on the door of the hotel room. He and Brenda had somehow entangled themselves into a pretzel, with his head buried in her armpit and the lower half of her body splayed across his legs.
As hard as he tried, he couldn’t extract himself without waking her up. So he gave up, and shook her awake. “Someone’s at the door,” he whispered. “Better get dressed.”
She sat bolt upright, her head knocking him on the chin. He unwound himself from their pretzel and pulled on his long underwear. It seemed absurd, but the air conditioning was so cold he actually needed it.
“Who’s there?” he called as he rummaged for a clean shirt.
Another knock.
