"Home."

"Did I sleep?"

He nodded, carefully making his way up the stairs. "I'm taking you to bed."

"I'm spoiling the picnic again, aren't I?" She sighed. "I'm not that tired."

"Good."

"Good?" Her eyes were questioning. "Why good?"

"Because I'm hungry." He pushed the bedroom door open and walked over to the bed. Setting her down, he stepped away and looked at her.

She swallowed, her stomach melting at the look in his eyes. "Hungry for what?"

"You."

He straddled her, pinning her to the bed with his weight. His lips sought hers hungrily, licking and nibbling at her lips. Willow wrapped her arms around him, matching his enthusiasm with her own. Her whole body was flushed with need, their earlier activities merely whetting her appetite for him.

She pulled at his clothes, trying to get them off of him. Giles sat up and stripped them from his body; barely getting them off before her lips and tongue were dancing across his chest, still warm from the sun. He tugged at her shirt, and she reluctantly pulled away so he could slip it off of her.

He rolled away, pulling her with him, rubbing the hard tips of her nipples against his chest. She cried out his name, her nails grazing his skin. Willow moved like a cat over him, rubbing her body to his. His erection strained hard against his jeans, aching for release.

"Willow," he begged. "Wait." He pushed her off of him with difficulty and climbed off the bed. He shed his jeans as quickly as possible and moved back beside her. He straddled her again, pulling her panties down her legs and tossing them aside. He pushed her skirt up to her hips and moved quickly between her legs.

Willow wanted to scream as his tongue flicked across her clitoris. She bit her lower lip, keeping it down to a loud whimper. The hunger for him was like a living thing inside her. After so long without his touch, having him inside her earlier had ignited a spark that had kindled into a blaze.

Giles licked her clit, sucking on it until she writhed against his tongue. Parting her nether lips, he slipped two fingers easily inside her. Her body clenched around them, coating them with her juices. He began moving them slowly, his tongue still tasting her as she let out soft gasps of air.

Tossing her head from side to side, Willow shuddered from his ministrations. His fingers sped up, filling her then almost slipping out before plunging deep inside again. His tongue flickered across her clit, never giving her the satisfaction of pressure. "Rupert, please?"

He slid his fingers out and gave her clit one last, lazy lick before moving his body alongside hers. He traced her lips with his slick fingers then kissed her. "Hungry, Love?"

She nodded, grabbing his head and pulling him down for a fierce kiss. He devoured her lips, tasting the need and the want, the desperation and the desire. Moving his body between her legs, he supported himself on one arm as the other hand guided his cock to the tip of her opening.

The swollen head of his erection brushed against her and she arched off the bed, her whole body shaking. He felt the wetness coat him as he slipped it inside of her, and couldn't help but sigh at the warm contentment he felt. Nothing had ever felt so right before.

"Ready, Love?" He asked as he pressed deeper inside of her, loving the feel of her tightness surrounding him. Her muscles tightened, squeezing him with every stroke. Willow clung to him, her breasts pressed tightly to him as he continued to move inside her.

Her breath was like a caress against his neck as she nibbled his flesh. She worked her way up to his earlobe and bit it lightly. He gasped in surprise, thrusting deeper, sending them both spiraling over the edge.

Willow lay still, enjoying the feel of him inside her. "That was better than a picnic."

Giles blushed. "It was all I could do not to pull the car over to the side of the road and do that. I don't think I've ever wanted you so much."

"It's been too long," she nodded. "Today's taste sparked your appetite for me."

He nuzzled her neck, "I don't think I'll ever tire of having you for a meal."

She giggled and captured his lips in a soft kiss. "I hope not. Because as far as you're concerned, I'm the only thing on the menu."