Page 13 of Diablo
“Shut the fuck up!”
I’m so surprised and scared. My face throbs, and he hits me hard enough to split my lip. It stings, and I can feel the blood running down my chin. I stare at him; he looks high; his pupils are dilated, full of lust. The man snickers and rubs against me.
Agh, nasty bastard.
I’m not interested in this fucking college dude, bastard. I shove against his chest, and it gives me room to shift. My heart beats faster, and I move my leg, pushing my knee into his junk.
“Stupid bitch,” He hisses, grabbing his junk.
Then, all of a sudden, the hot guy sitting across from me is here. He grabs the man from his shirt and throws back his arm, smashing his fist into his face.
The hottie turns to look at me and runs his gaze up and down my body.
“Are you okay,” he asks.
“Ah, . . . . yeee. . .s.”
“Fuck! Come here; let me look at your face,” the Hot guy says.
He looks around, and the club has a few bathrooms that are gender friendly. That’s a good way of taking care of everyone. He pulls me into the women's bathroom, locking the door.
“Uh, what’s your name? I need to know since you’re going to be my nurse,” I say, trying not to smile.
“My name is Thor Miller and yours is?”
“Athena Benson. Thank you so much for saving me.”
“Welcome, let's see,” Thor says, taking my hand.
He puts his hands on my waist, his fingers touch the exposed back, and they feel hot. They send a chill up my back, and my nipples get hard.
We stare at each other as he lifts me up and places me on the sink counter. He then takes a napkin and wets it.
He moves his hand, and it scrapes against my nipple, and a soft moan escapes. I spread my legs, and he steps in closer, taking my chin.
“It looks like a split lip, and your face could swell and bruise,” Thor says, staring into my eyes.
He starts to wipe the blood. He does it softly, and that blows my mind. I’m a nurse, and I don’t take such tender care.
I look at Thor; he has me all worked up. He’s so fucking hot and built. My body is reacting to him, and I only want to kiss him.
I move my hand and place it on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I look at his lips and then at his eyes.
Thor’s eyes are hazel, not brown like I thought. His eyes are green with gold specks.
“I’m glad that you rescued me from that jerk,” I whisper.
“I’m glad that I followed you,” Thor hums, getting closer.
I move the extra inch, and he kisses me. His hands slide up my back, pulling me closer. I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock.
Fuck!
He’s huge and so damn hard.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” Thor says, running his hot mouth down my throat.
Then he returns to kiss me with hot hunger. He slides his tongue into my mouth, and I meet every stroke. He nibbles my lips and kisses me down my neck.
