Page 85 of Galen's Redemption
Chapter Twenty-Two
THE FIRSTthing Galen did when they walked in was snatch Mouse up and carry her to the bathroom.
“Sorry, baby, but Daddy needs to get laid.”
“Are you talking to me or Mouse? Because I don’t mind if you call me Daddy.”
He knew Robert was teasing, and it made Galen smile. “No, I’m talking to Mouse.”
Robert laughed, warm and rich, like a caress. “Okay. But if you wantto think about calling me Daddy, go ahead.”
“Yeah, no. It makes me think of my father, and that has my erection shriveling.”
Robert appeared in the door. “Well, can’t have that.” He reached out and ran a hand over Mouse’s head. “You be good, and maybe later we’ll buy you a new toy.”
“Don’t try to blackmail her. She’s always good.” Galen nuzzled her but jolted upright when Robert stroked a handover his ass. He put Mouse in her basket, turned around, pushed Robert out the door, then closed it behind them.
Galen couldn’t believe how nervous he was. He’d been fantasizing about this moment for months, but now that it was here? What if he couldn’t satisfy Robert? He’d been with a lot of men before, but Galen had never been so desperate to make someone happy.
When Robert grabbed his shouldersand pushed him against the door, all other thoughts went out of Galen’s mind.
“God, your skin… it’s like porcelain, and I just want to mark it up. I bet it would make a hickey stand out.” Robert nuzzled Galen’s neck. “Mind if we find out?”
Unable to find the words, Galen simply tilted his head. When Robert chuckled, Galen knew he’d made the right choice. It started out so simply. Lips and tongueon flesh, as Robert licked and sucked on the tendons. Galen clutched Robert’s hips, trying to pull them closer together.
Then Robert struck. The soft, playful teasing was gone, and Robert was going in with fervent determination, chewing on the tender skin. He ran his hands over Galen’s chest, his back, and finally brought them to Galen’s ass, squeezing and pulling the cheeks apart.
“Too manyclothes.”
Galen tugged on the front of his shirt, ready to yank it off, but his hands were stilled by Robert.
“You know, I’ve had this fantasy for a while, and I want to indulge myself tonight.” He took Galen by the hand and led him to the middle of the room. “I want you to stay still. If I want you in a certain position, I’ll move your body, but then you need to keep it where I put it, okay?”
Ohfuck. The fire in Robert’s eyes threatened to undo Galen. No one had ever looked at him like that. Heat. Possession. Love.
“Galen? Can you nod or something so I know you’re still with me?”
“Don’t move. I got it.” He whimpered. “Please, touch me.”
He couldn’t believe how needy he was. Prior to this moment, Galen had thought the sex he’d had at the bar was going to be his greatest night ever,but this? Robert had barely touched him, and it blew that encounter away. He wanted it all with Robert. The good. The bad. And everything in between.
“Love me. Please.”
Fuck, he sounded pathetic. He wouldn’t blame Robert if he stomped away in disgust at—
A sharp crack on his ass jolted Galen from his musings.
“Focus on me. You asked me for something, and I want to be sure you get it.” He leanedover and nibbled Galen’s ear. “I do love you. Stop thinking about other people. Focus on the two most important ones right now. Me and you. You want me to show you how much I want you? I can do that.”
Robert stripped Galen slowly. He lifted Galen’s arms and slid the shirt off over his head. When Galen went to lower them, Robert gripped his wrists.
“Keep them where I put them.”
He held his armsstill while Robert’s hands ghosted over his body. Robert leaned in close and nibbled the area around Galen’s underarm. He’d never thought the area could be sensual, but somehow Robert made it a fucking turn-on. He tweaked a nipple, stroked a hip, leaned in, and gave the other nipple a lick. Every movement was slow and deliberate. Every moan, whimper, or squeak had Robert searching for other areasto torture.
He knelt before Galen, hands deftly popping the button of his jeans and lowering the zipper. He tugged them down a bit. “Nice underwear. Pity they’re going to be ruined when I’m done with you.”
Oh shit. That voice was so hot. It was deep, gravelly, and pressed Galen’s cock even harder against his pants.
