I USED TO KNOW HIM

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

     For a moment, she didn't move and, in the silence, he allowed his eyes

to finger her.

     Beneath the blond tumble of hair, her blue eyes watched him, her lips

toying with a bemused smile. She wore the odd toga-like dress that had

recently become popular among the women on the home planet; it was a

white colour, trimmed in a pale blue that went well with her hair, but

Lors hardly noticed it. His eyes were fixed upon the twin lift of her

breasts as they fought against the material.

     She swung her long, curved legs to the floor, a momentary flash of

creamy flesh showing at her thighs, and stood up. She came to him on

slippered feet, whispering against the floor and stopped before him, her

breasts faintly brushing the material of his tunic.

     "I thought I'd never get here, darling." Her voice was soft and warm.

Sex, love and desire hung in her words; the emotion dripped from her

voice the way water falls from the roof of a cave, giving her tone a

throaty huskiness that started the blood racing in his veins. Yet she

held herself back, restrained her urge to fling herself into his arms.

It was a game with her, one she had always played. "Did you miss me?"

She asked.

     He nodded, unable to trust his voice. It would crack, he knew it would.

He would be able to say nothing beyond a mere croak. Too much was

happening, too damned fast. It was almost impossible to keep up with it

all.

     "Well," she mused. "I realize you're stunned to see me, but you ought to

kiss me. At least, that."

     He reached out his hands slowly, feeling the tremble begin in his

fingers as he closed them over the softness of her upper arms. A drum

began pounding in his temples as he touched her, a flash flood ripped

through his veins, and his stomach churned like a storm. He brought his

mouth down slowly against hers and felt her lithe body flatten up

against him, the way a candle melts against a sheet of hot metal.

     Her mouth was a pliant sweetness that shoved all his thoughts of Terra

into the back of his mind, her body trembled against the lean hardness

of his in a shiver of passion. The very touch of her tongue against his

lips beat aside all the problems that swirled about his muddled mind and

awakened the desire and need that had lain dormant within him all this

time.

     "Darling," she breathed, when he had pulled his mouth from hers. "Oh,

Lors..."

"Shh."

     There was no need for talking, no sense in it at all. Her body mashed up