~Ava~
Well, I had wanted a ride, and I had definitely gotten one. My body felt numb and immoveable as my breathing finally began to slow down. Somehow, we had eventually made it into my bedroom. The sheets were strewn across the floor, having gotten in the way as we desperately sought release. I could still feel the harsh punctuation of his thrusts as he bore his large cock inside of me. My inner walls were still in shock at the pleasure he yielded from me.
I turned my head to get a good look at him. At any point, he was going to open his eyes, realize where he was, and leave. That’s what he had done last time. But this night, I was going to actually get to see him do it. Despite my better judgment, I wondered what had gone through his head that first night. Obviously it hadn’t been disgust because he had eventually come back to get some more. But was I a last resort?
“What made you come back?” I eventually got up the nerve to just ask. Screw his restful sleep; I needed answers.
“Do you really need an answer to that after what just happened?” He mumbled into the pillow.
Thor was facing away from me, his heavily muscled arms encircling the pillow he rested his head on. He was even bigger than I had realized, taking up most of the bed with his legs virtually hanging off the end of the mattress. I admired his sweat-kissed skin. Thor didn’t seem to have the slightest imperfection marring his body; the tattoos that sporadically decorated his form only seemed to enhance his perfection.
Though I hesitated at first, I brought a hand across the space between us- the space that had existed since he had come inside me- and pressed my fingertips gently against the Viking art on his upper arm.
“You know, it’s rude to not face someone when they’re talking to you,” I chastised, though my focus was still on the intricacies of the ink.
At that, Thor turned his head to me, his eyes sleepy. “Fine. You’re a good lay. That’s why I came back.” His tone was sharp and exasperated.
It was an attack, and I knew that. But I didn’t let it faze me even though I felt the words strike perceptively. I wouldn’t show him how those words had been thrown in my face by other men I thought I had a future with. But at least I went into this knowing there was no possible future with Thor. So it should hurt less, right?
I cleared my throat and shrugged. “What can I say? It’s a gift.”
Thor’s brows furrowed when I didn’t bark back. For a moment, I thought I saw a look of regret in his eyes, but it quickly was swept away. There I go again, imagining things! As you all probably know by now, I’m quite a romantic. It’s my Achilles heel in this world and I hate it.
He sat up slowly until he came to rest his back against the headboard, sitting up beside me.
“You need a bigger bed if this is going to become our thing,” he said dryly.
“What do you mean ‘our thing’?”
At that, Thor leaned over and swept my tousled hair from my shoulder. In its place, he settled his lips upon the exposed skin and circled his tongue against me. I released a moan at the wet caress. Just before releasing me, he sucked lustfully at the area and then pulled away with a ‘pop.’
“This,” he whispered into my ear.
I couldn’t help shivering as his warm breath brushed against me, reminding me of all the sinful things he had done earlier with his mouth alone. Unconsciously, I leaned into the warmth of his body but stopped myself. We had never cuddled, and while I had often imagined what it would feel like to tuck myself into his side and have his large arms wrapped around me, I would never initiate it. It was crossing a line of what we weren’t and would never be.
“You know exactly what we’ve started is not going away anytime soon. I can’t stop thinking about your pussy wrapped around me, sucking me in deeper,” his green gaze watched intensely for my response, and he was not disappointed. I shuddered and bit my lip to hold back a whimper of desire. “You liked it too, didn’t you, Ava? Don’t you want to feel it again and again?”
Thor’s hand skimmed down my body until it had settled quite snugly into the crevice between my thighs. There was no hiding how my body had responded to his words now. I tried to close my legs but he tsked, as if he was chastising a small child.
“Don’t do that. Let me feel it. Let me feel how much your body wants me too.”
I felt his thick fingers pry my lips apart to cover himself within my wetness. When he began rubbing against the silky surface of my clitoris, I screamed, still sensitive from my last orgasm. “Oh god, Thor! Stop! It’s too much.”
Thor grinned at me and suddenly removed his hands.
“Wha-” I turned to him in shock. I hadn’t really meant for him to stop. What the hell?
“That’s ‘our thing’,” he supplied. Thor settled himself until he was lying completely on the bed, his head supported by the pillow. “Ride me,” he demanded.
I looked down and caught sight of the massive erection jutting into the air in invitation. Not giving it a second thought, I brought one leg around to straddle him. In this position, I felt even more intimidated by his size. And it seemed as if he was intent on watching me struggle as I tried to take him all in. Despite my gasps and efforts, his hands stayed comfortably by his sides. What an ass!
~Thor~
Watching Ava try to take me deep within her wet pussy had to be the sexiest thing I had seen in quite a while. I held back my grin as she was forced to lift herself up once more before only being able to take a few more inches, stopping short with a grimace. The feel of her tight walls suckling gently at my hardness almost took me over the edge. It had never felt so good to be inside any other woman before. Even the feel of her supple thighs against my hips was such a turn on. Unable to hold back, I allowed my hands to trail gently against the roundness of her hips and the luscious cheeks of her ass. Palming them possessively, I rested my heated gaze on her slow descent, until she was resting completely against my groin.
I shuddered at the completion of our lustful connection. My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the heat and wetness that surrounded me. Intuitively, I tightened my hold upon her and grinded into the snug hold of her pussy. Her moans escalated as we began to rock our hips together slowly, feeling each other out as if we hadn’t already had sex multiple times. Sweat was already beginning to form on my body, and I eyed the droplets that trailed down her cleavage. From this angle, her breasts were a sight to behold! I didn’t know what I wanted to touch more.
With a mixture of reluctance and excitement, I released one buttock to take one of the fleshy orbs into my palm. In the background, I began to hear the clapping of our skin as she worked her hips up and down.
“That’s it, Ava! Take my cock!” I encouraged. “Give me that wet pussy, baby. I want all of it!”
Her mouth was slightly open in ecstasy as she rocked her hips furiously. From my vantage point, I could clearly see the wetness from her juices dripping between us, completely beginning to cover her inner thighs and my jutting erection. And I could hear it in the squelching noises that resounded in the small room with our hip movements. I met her downward thrust with a sharp lift of my hips, and the collision made me groan each time. Being inside her felt like home, and I never wanted to leave the warm cocoon of pleasure.
Ava settled her arms against my chest to give herself more leverage. It made me even more aware of how much I overpowered her in size. For such a small woman, she went about her way in the world as if she was six feet tall. And in the most inappropriate of moments, I found myself admiring her.
And that admiration increased tenfold as she brought me nearer to my climax with one particular swivel of her hips that made me rub intensely against her inner walls. To my own surprise, I groaned loudly into the room, loudly enough to rival her continued moans and whimpers. I was so close but couldn’t allow myself the release until she had reached hers. So I flipped her over until I was the one back on top.
“You ready for this baby?” I asked.
She nodded her head, her eyes still glazed over. But when I began to move within her, she came back to; Ava’s gaze turned to watching me enter her tight tunnel. I couldn’t blame her, watching my cock enter her had turned me on to the point of desperation. The contrast between her skin and my own further fueled the fire in my veins.
I needed her; I needed to cum so bad. The rhythm of my hips increased until the headboard began banging soundly against the wall. In between my harsh thrusts, I circled my hips and thrust upward to make contact with her sensitive clit. And was rewarded with her screams of pleasure. When I felt her eventually tighten around my width, I leaned down into her, making sure I was as deep as possible.
“That’s it, Ava. Cum on me,” I whispered, already knowing how much she liked me talking dirty to her.
“I-I’m so close,” she gritted out.
There was a burst of juices that coated my cock as she began to cum, leading me completely over the edge as well. I shuddered with every gush that shot deeply into her clenching pussy, growling in pleasure.