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I turn and bolt down the hall, my mind a chaotic frenzy of panic clashing against lust. I can’t ignore the throbbing between my legs, the heat rushing through my belly, or my hard nipples rubbing almost painfully against my bra.

Get away! Have to get away!

Slamming through the back door, I bolt towards the woods. Even though my breath is tearing from my throat, I put on more speed, hoping the exertion will kill the longing and need pulsing inside me.

I don’t know how far I run before I’m forced to stop, bending over and clinging to my knees as I sob softly, trying to ignore the primal need singing in me. The pains of running so far through the woods do nothing to diminish the ache of desire in my core and the deep throbbing between my legs.

It’s been so long! I haven’t let anyone touch me since… I haven’t even been on a date since then, let alone made love.

Every moment of frustration that I kept hidden over the years breaks through a gate inside me, crashing through every single one of my nerves. All this time, I thought I was in control, managing my basic needs. Now I see that I was only repressing them.

Because I thought I’d never see him again. Without Galen’s raw sexuality to stimulate me, it was easy to ignore those flickers of desire.

But they are no longer faint flickers of flame. My lust is a raging forest fire, and it’s consuming me, obliterating sense and burning away every doubt.

But I have a good reason for that doubt. Don’t forget, I gave him everything—invited him into the deepest reaches of my body—and he cast me out!

Thoughts from earlier in the night begin to intrude, hinting that maybe this wasn’t easy for Galen, either. I know I’ve only heard the tip of the iceberg so far, and he’s clearly hiding a deep mass of pain under the icy-calm exterior. I want to follow these thoughts and give in to them, but the raw, raging wound inside me screams louder than ever before.

It doesn’t matter. After what we shared, I should have been his priority! How could he do that to me?

Hot tears streak down my face, and I start running again. I don’t know where I’m going. All I know is I have to get away from Galen.

I’m beginning to stumble and tire when I hear footsteps behind me. I don’t need to look to know that it’s Galen, and he’s tracking me. A soft moan escapes me as I realize I can’t get away from him, and all the running hasn’t dampened my desire in the slightest.

Desperately, I put on one last burst of speed, praying that he’ll give up. When I hear the crash of twigs behind me as he gets closer, shivers run through my body, and it has nothing to do with fear.

As he grabs me, I feel something inside me break. His hard hands, the thrill of the chase, and years of pent-up frustration cause a tingling wave to rush through me, leaving my thighs throbbing and my nipples hard and hot.

Did I just come? It’s been so long, I can’t even tell.

“Clara!” Galen yells, turning me to face him. I go limp in his hands as he throws me up against a tree, and the pressure of his hands, as well as the feeling of being pinned, makes all the fight go out of me.

“What’s wrong?” he demands. “Tell me you’re alright!”

I shake my head, so overwhelmed by my arousal, I can’t even speak. I stayed strong for so long—for Nico, but standing in front of Galen, all my walls come crashing down.

“Clara?” he whispers, leaning close to me. He looks into my eyes, gazing at me with an almost panicked intensity.

“Galen!” I cry, years’ worth of loss and longing in my voice. I hurl myself towards him and press my lips to his, grabbing his shirt and yanking on it as I writhe against him.

Galen growls, flicking his shirt off his shoulders before tackling me around the waist and pushing me back against the tree. I moan in pleasure as I run my hands over his skin, hundreds of tender memories rushing back to me as I touch him. Rocking back, I slide my hands under his arms and dig my nails gently into his shoulder blades.

He moans in response, dropping his mouth to my neck and licking his way down towards my breasts. When he grabs the neckline of my dress and rips it open, I let out a short scream that quickly turns into a wail of pleasure as he tugs my bra down and finds my nipples.

I wrap my hands around his head as he attacks my breasts with his mouth, urging him on. He pins me to the trunk of the tree with one hand and gropes me with the other, squeezing my breasts and running his hand down to grab my ass and tease my inner thighs.

My mind catches up, and I struggle in his arms. There is still so much pain in me, and I know I shouldn’t do this. For a brief moment, I grip his shoulders and try to pull away, pinned by his hard body and the tree.

Galen grabs me around the waist and picks me up, throwing me onto the ground. I feel his hard hands against me as he gropes me, tearing the dress completely in half and ripping off my bra. When he falls on me, I scream and struggle, but he pins me down by the wrists and devours my breasts again.

While his hot tongue roams over my nipples and his sharp teeth gently nip my skin, I feel him shove one knee between my thighs as he settles between my legs. When he thrusts against me, a scream rips through my throat, and I struggle against him again—but now it has nothing to do with fear or resistance.

Galen’s grip on my wrists tightens as he slams his hips forward, pinning me as he kisses and nips up my neck to nuzzle under my ear. I thrust against him, and if his pants weren’t in the way, I know his hard, thick cock would slide right in.

I’m wetter than a waterfall right now.

Suddenly, he releases my wrists, rocking back to look at me. The ruined edges of my dress flutter against my sides, and my skin is smudged with the soft dirt of the forest floor. He kneels above me with the grace and arrogance of a god, his perfect body rippling in the pale starlight.

His eyes travel slowly down until his gaze is fixed on my pussy. He reaches out, very slowly, and rubs me through the panties. I’m so hot, wet, and throbbing that I shriek, my hips bucking wildly up and down. He rubs me again, even harder this time, and I start to whimper.

Slowly, he sinks down, not taking his eyes from my pussy. He strokes his fingers gently across the fabric one more time, then grabs them and rips them off with one sharp twist of his fist.

When his tongue slips through my slick, wet lips to touch my throbbing clit, I scream, grabbing his head and thrusting my hips at him. Galen moans with pleasure, lapping down lower and devouring me with his lips, teeth, and tongue.

As he sinks lower, he coils his arms around my thighs and tugs me closer, pinning me to him. His tongue delves deeper inside me, and the throbbing inside me intensifies, exploding into an orgasm so powerful that my vision wavers, and I hear my own screams ringing through the forest.

“Yes,” Galen mutters. “Oh my fucking God, yes. Come for me, beautiful woman.”

I bury my hands in his hair, tugging on it and writhing against his mouth as his arms grip my thighs even more tightly. He laps against me as my pussy pulses with juice, and his eagerness makes me come even harder. When the spasms die down, I shiver under him, still feeling heat throbbing inside me.

Galen teases gently with his tongue, flicking the tip lightly along my outer lips until he gets to my clit. I feel his hands move around to squeeze my ass, and I writhe under him again, my body singing with anticipation. He uses feather-light touches of his lips to kiss my clit, making me moan and tremble.

With a groan of excitement, Galen leans forward and opens his mouth around my clit, sucking on it and lashing it with his tongue. I have to put my hands over my face as I scream and writhe, the pleasure raging through me too much to bear. The inner throbbing reaches an impossible point of pressure and seems to stay there, hovering at the edge of climax while Galen sucks and licks my clit.

When I feel his fingers teasing my pussy, my body shudders against the ground, my senses completely overwhelmed. Galen gently fingers me, sucking on my clit at the same time, and the orgasm that crashes through me completely obliterates me, leaving me panting and shivering on the forest floor.

As I’m trying to remember who I am, Galen slowly moves from between my thighs, tasting my skin a little as he moves back up to my face. He kisses me gently, and I kiss him back, tasting the sweetness of my pleasure all over his mouth.

His eyes are so dark, they look black, with not even a shred of light to show me the green that lurks deep within. He smiles, and I feel like I should say something, but there are no words in me, only years’ worth of need that I have denied with all my strength.

“Clara,” he murmurs, stroking my hair. His eyes are wide with wonder as he looks at me, and his reverence makes my arousal peak again.

I grab his hips and tug on his waistband. He grins and gets up on his knees again, running his hands down his chiseled belly before slowly undoing the button.

My eyes are fixed on his hands as he slowly undoes the zipper, peeling the jeans from his hips. When his cock bursts free, I cry out with excitement, reaching for him and writhing on the ground.

Galen falls on top of me, kissing me and grinding with his hips. I wrap my arms around him and hold on tight, digging my nails as I thrust towards him. He reaches down and grabs my hips, pinning me as I open my thighs. For a moment, I feel his hot, hard cock pressed up against the throbbing lips of my pussy, then, with one hard thrust, he slides all the way in to the hilt.

Galen freezes, his cheek against mine, and his arms locked around me. I wrap my legs around him and writhe back and forth, pleasuring myself on the hard length of him. A shudder ripples through his body, and he gasps as if he’s been wounded, but I don’t stop—I can’t.

Lacing my hands together behind his back, I thrust upward with my hips, feeling him moving against my deepest muscles. My pussy clenches around his hard cock, sending shudders through me as another orgasm explodes inside.

Clinging to Galen, I whimper softly, all my energy spent. My pussy still throbs with need, I’m exhausted now, with nothing left to give. Galen cradles me gently in his arms, kissing my cheek softly, then my neck. He begins to move with slow, long strokes, pleasuring every inch of my pussy with his hard cock.

He keeps his slow pace, and I feel his entire body beginning to shudder with tension. His cock thickens inside me, stretching me, and I cling desperately to him as his pace increases. Soon, he’s slamming me against the ground, every thrust forceful, fast, and rough.

My hands loosen on his shoulders, and my knees go weak, leaving me limp and helpless under him. A frenzy takes him over towards the end as he braces his hands against the ground and completely lets himself go, thrusting wildly until I feel his cock fill me completely before he shudders and blows deep inside me.

Galen collapses on top of me, gasping for air. I hold on to him, pressing my cheek against his, praying that my doubts will stay away so I can enjoy this moment.

If only this could be forever. Just this moment of us together, as one.

For now, this is all there is, and I give myself up to the magic of our bodies entwined, our hearts beating as one.