Gaia's fingers roamed every bit of Galen's skin she could reach, taking in each and every scar, every sensation as her fingers passed over them. Once she had gone over everything she could reach, she slid her hands up to the backs of his shoulders, gripping them, her fingers pressing into his skin.
At his words, Gaia smiled sensually at him. She leaned in and kissed him again, deeper and more fiery than before. She parted her lips, the tip of her tongue flicking against his lips, teasing him and inviting his tongue into her own mouth. She moaned louder into his mouth as he moved harder and deeper into her, her fingers pressing harder into his shoulders.
As she felt the sensation of someone behind her, Gaia's breath caught in her throat for a moment before it released itself in a pleasured moan. She broke the kiss, tilting her head back, eyes closed and mouth open in pleasure. Fire rippled through her body and she loved that feeling so very much. She moved against him a bit harder, matching his own pace.