Lydia dropped her hands to Galen's belt. "Now," she echoed, fumbling with the fly of his chinos as he pinched and rolled her nipples in his hands. "Oh yeah. Right now."

She got his pants undone and pushed them down, boxers and all, then circled his erection with her hand. Velvet covered steel, he was so thick her fingers didn't meet in back and she dragged her hand up and down the shaft determined to make sure he was in as much of a frenzy as she.

"Not going to make it ...