Page 33 of Bad Luck, Hard Love
But now?
Now I can’t look away.
Thor groans, tightening his grip on my hips as he starts to thrust harder, deeper, rougher. “That’s it, Charlotte. Fuck—just like that. Take what you want. Use me. Chase that fucking high.”
The coil inside me is a live wire, tightening with every wet slap of skin, every obscene drag of his cock through my soaked folds. I move faster, chasing the sharp edge of bliss as his hands roam my thighs, my waist, up to my breasts, squeezing and teasing.
“Shit—” he growls, his abs flexing beneath me. “You’re gonna make me come, baby. This pussy’s too good.”
I feel him tense beneath me, cock twitching deep inside—but then, with a grunt of frustration, he grips my ass and lifts me off him.
“Wait—Thor, what the hell—” My breath catches as he shifts me higher, guiding my thighs up over his shoulders. His face is right beneath me now, his mouth so close I can feel the heat of his breath against my dripping core.
He grins up at me, all teeth and hunger. “You feel too good, sweetheart. I’m not done tasting you yet.”
“But—” I gasp, struggling to catch up with the sudden shift.
“No buts. You wanted to feel everything, didn’t you? Then trust me.”
His hand slides up my back, steadying me. “Grab the headboard, Charlotte.”
And the moment I do, he pulls me down onto his mouth like a man starved—devouring me like I’m the only thing keeping him alive.
His tongue swipes against my clit, and my back arches from the sensation.
I let out a moan as Thor’s tongue expertly works its magic on my sensitive flesh. The pleasure courses through me, intensifying with every flick and swirl of his skilled mouth. I grip the headboard tightly, my knuckles turning white as I surrender to the overwhelming sensations.
Thor’s hands roam over my thighs, squeezing and caressing, driving me to the brink of madness. His tongue delves deeper,lapping at my wetness, sending waves of pleasure radiating through my body. My breath comes in short gasps as I lose myself in the ecstasy of his touch.
The room fills with the sounds of our desires mingling together—a symphony of moans, gasps, and the slick sound of his tongue gliding over my throbbing clit. Each flick sends ripples of pleasure coursing through me, building the tension within.
My hips buck against Thor’s face, seeking more contact and urging him to take me higher. The intensity of my need grows with each lick and suck, pushing me closer to the pinnacle of bliss. I’m teetering on the edge, my body humming with anticipation.
It’s almost as if he knows how close I am, and with expert ease, he shifts me away from his face and resettles me back on his cock. Thor’s grip on my ass tightens, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. The sound of our bodies coming together echoes off the walls.
“Take it, Charlotte. Take what you want.”
I surrender myself completely.
His movements become more urgent and desperate as he chases his release. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, pulsating with a need that mirrors mine.
Thor watches in awe as I come undone above him. He continues to thrust into me, prolonging the exquisite pleasure until he finally succumbs to his release.
With a guttural groan, Thor spills himself inside me, filling me with warmth and an overwhelming sense of completion. We collapse against each other, breathless and spent, our bodies entangled in a sweaty embrace.
For a moment, there is nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing and the pounding of our hearts as they gradually slow. Thor’s arms wrap around me, holding me close as we bask in theaftermath of our passionate union. I bury my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.
“How do you feel?”
“Happy.”
Thor smiles. “Good. You deserve to feel that way.”
I nuzzle closer to him, reveling in the comforting embrace. In these quiet moments, I truly understand the depth of our connection, which extends beyond the physical pleasure we share. Thor has become more than just a lover—he’s my haven.
“What happens next?” I ask.
“I have some ideas, but I’m going to need a few minutes to recover,” he jokes.
