Page 26 of The Deeper Game
He stilled just long enough to grab the sides of my blouse and rip it asunder, pulling the stray pieces off me like tissue paper. Feverishly, he yanked my bra down, letting my breasts pop up, one of which he took into his sucking, panting mouth as he demolished the waistband of my skirt, stripping me the rest of the way with harsh efficiency.
The snaps on his jumpsuit clacked as he tore it clear off and rid himself of his underwear. “Yes,” I whispered as he came back onto me, flattening me with his heat and bulk. He kissed and nuzzled my neck, abrading my skin, setting my libido on fire.
Somewhere nearby I heard the clink of glass and then the sound of a bottle cap coming off a bottle. Odin, or maybe Thor, signaling we had an observer.
Fuck, yeah.I nearly came right there.
A thick, meaty finger slid into my crotch. “Be ready, baby,” he gusted. “Be ready.” It was more a prayer than a command, because he so didn’t want to wait.
Maybe he couldn’t.
“Fuck me so hard,” I said as he plundered me with his finger. I grabbed the back of his neck. “Take me right here. I’m so wetfor you.” I’m sure this fact was obvious to him, but he liked when I said it.
Firm hands gripped the bottoms of my thighs and he lifted me with a gust of breath and pressed me against the wall, kissing me.
I wrapped my legs around him and reached down to take his huge cock, gripping his steely shaft and pressing the bulbous tip of his cock into me. He sighed and drove into me the rest of the way, filling me mercilessly.
“Yes. Fuck me.”
At first he fucked me slow and strong, all full of pent-up emotion. It was all the sweeter knowing somebody was watching me be completely taken and pleasurized, like the watcher was fucking me a little, too. Thor, I guessed. I could sometimes tell who was watching by the way their eyes felt all over my naked skin.
Zeus drove into me, holding me, owning me. I grabbed on.
He breathed in his rhythmic pant—uh-uh-uh.
“Everything,” I whispered incoherently, meaning what I wanted and what he was and maybe a million other things.
He began to go harder, pistoning me into the wall, filling me with a dark, sparkly pain that spiraled the pleasure up to scary heights until I almost couldn’t stand how beautiful it felt.
“God, Zeus!” I cried out as something fell off a nearby shelf and shattered on the floor. On he went. More glass stuff fell off and then my mind exploded apart in a wild orgasm that spun on and on.
“Goddess,” he cried out, thrusting into me anew, crying out, and finally stilling.
Odin’s phone rang.
We all stood by while he had a conversation that consisted of grunts and a thank you. He clicked off. “Bolo’s at IHOP on Clister Avenue.”
“Load up, we’re going to the IHOP,” Zeus said, stomping out of the room.
Odin opened the gun cabinet and strapped on an ankle holster. Thor got out a double shoulder holster.
“I’m going, too?” I asked.
“That’s right,” Odin said. “Hell if we’re leaving you alone. What if he’s not there? We stay together until this threat is handled.”
Zeus returned in big black boots, cargo pants and a black T-shirt, short brown hair still mussed from sex. He looked hot and scary.
“Hey,” said Odin, who was wearing the same thing. “You make us intofucking-gtwins?” It was kind of a joke. My guys were always wearing T-shirts and cargo pants. They were very into cargo pants because of all the shit they could put in the pockets.
“Come on,” Zeus said, not in any kind of mood for humor.
Twenty minutes later, Thor and I were waiting in the back seat of the SUV, which was parked in front of the International House of Pancakes just off Santa Monica Boulevard. Its steep chalet-style roof and giant wall of windows afforded a great view of Zeus and Odin storming into the place.
“There he is. Guy in the Dodgers cap at the middle table,” Thor said.
I spotted him. The place was busy. Dinner rush. It was kind of like a silent movie, watching Zeus and Odin walk up. Watching the terrified cringe form on the face of Bolo, unmistakable even from outside.
“He knows he’s fucked,” Thor said. “He thinks Zeus would have no problem shooting him in the face right there in the restaurant. Zeus wouldn’t do that, of course, especially not in front of kids, but that’s the rep that Zeus has. He’s not above exploiting it.”
