Chapter 8

Chapter

Eight

DEBBIE

T his was not at all what she’d expected, but she shouldn’t be complaining. She just didn’t understand why his fantasy was to give instead of to take. To be perfectly honest, she’d expected to already be on her knees, giving him a blow job right now.

Instead, he wanted unfettered access to her body, which was hotter and more intimate than she would have imagined. She felt more vulnerable, less sure of herself than she would have if he’d gone straight for his own pleasure.

Especially with him holding her hands down.

No one had ever done anything like that to her before. Debbie didn’t know if she liked it. On the one hand, she got a small thrill, feeling his strength, having him boss her around. On the other hand, she wasn’t too sure she was supposed to like it. Seemed kind of anti-feminist. Weak. Neither of which described her.

Her honey badger snorted. Not weak to like what feels good.

That was a valid point. It did feel really, really good.

Why shouldn’t she just enjoy a man who got off on getting her off?

Just as she had the thought, his lips retreated, and Debbie found herself looking up into very blue, very thoughtful eyes.

“You are thinking far too much.”

Before she could lie and say she wasn’t, Thor shifted on top of her. Literally, on top of her. All hot, hard male weight, pressing down on her, denim jeans rubbing against her thighs and pussy, both hands around her wrists. This time when he kissed her with his whole focus.

Just like he’d kissed her earlier tonight as if he was devouring her. Claiming her. But unlike earlier, she was pinned underneath of him.

She whimpered against his lips, wriggling slightly, her clit throbbing as it rubbed against the rough fabric of his jeans. The bulge of his cock was rock hard, almost uncomfortable pushing into her soft flesh but in such a good way. Debbie wanted to rub herself all over him.

Her thoughts scattered, leaving her with the sensations he was rousing in her body. Hands slid down her arms, pushing gently against her wrists before moving away, so she knew to keep them in place, then down her sides. Thumbs swept over her nipples, teasing them to hard little points before leaving them to be abraded by the fabric of his shirt.

Pure need shot through her, hot and heavy, making her reel with the unexpected intensity. She couldn’t remember the last time a man had made her feel like this, just kissing. She wasn’t sure one ever had. Then again, it was maybe a little more than kissing. His body rocked against hers, sending electric shocks through her as his clothing created friction in all the right ways.

When he moved away, Debbie almost reached for him again but managed to stop herself just in time. She wasn’t quite sure why. It was part of the deal, though, right? He wanted her hands by her head while his hands and lips moved all over her body, teasing, caressing, nibbling, and licking.

This time, when his mouth returned to her breasts, there was no getting lost in her head. His hands caressed her sides, exploring with calloused fingertips and wreaking havoc on her senses. He rolled her nipple between his teeth, and her pussy clenched emptily. Damnit, she wanted him back inside of her, even if it was just his fingers.

Thor

Hell, yes.

Thor could tell the little switch had gone off in Debbie’s head, keeping her focused on how he was making her feel, instead of thinking about what he was doing to her. He even felt the twitch when she almost broke position, but she settled back down with her arms where he wanted them.

For him.

Fuck, that was hot.

He sucked and nibbled on her breasts, feeling the strain of her desire, enjoying the little whimpers as she struggled to let him have complete control. To keep herself where he’d put her. When she was panting for breath, he finally began kissing his way down her stomach.

He had the bluest of blue balls, but he enjoyed torturing himself almost as much as he enjoyed tormenting her. Anticipation made everything more intense.

Settling between her legs, Thor spread her thighs wide, using his shoulders to keep them apart. The sweet scent of her pussy was driving his buck wild. She was so wet and slick, plump and ripe, ready for him. Pressing one hand down flat on her belly, he flicked his tongue up her creamy center. The taste of her exploded on his tongue—sweet like strawberries and cream with just a hint of salt to balance it out.

Delicious.

“Oh, fuck, yes…” Debbie’s hips tried to move upward, but his hand kept her in place, and she let out a little gasp when he used his strength against hers. Grinning widely, Thor began to feast.

He made long, slow strokes with his tongue, exploring every crevice of her pussy, noting where she was particularly sensitive, then veering away. Building her orgasm, but not letting her approach the precipice. With his free hand, he thrust two fingers inside her, coating them in her juices while she cried out and shuddered around him, gripping him tightly.

“Please… oh, please, Thor…”

The uncertainty in her voice told him she wasn’t used to begging, but she was being such a good girl. He’d seen her hands start to drift down toward him again before she’d jerked them back into place without him even having to tell her.

Sliding his fingers out of her again, he moved them a little lower and pressed against the tight star of her anus. Debbie gasped, her body going rigid. Swirling his finger around the opening, Thor lifted his head. It was a view worth looking at.

Nipples pointed at the ceiling, stomach quivering from clenching her muscles, her cheeks flushed dark with need, eyes glittering with unquenched lust. She stared down at him, a slight look of shock in her eyes, and Thor grinned.

“Has anyone ever been in this sweet ass, darlin’?” he asked, his drawl thicker than honey, coaxing.

“No.” She shook her head as she quietly said the word. There was wariness in her expression but curiosity as well.

“Relax, beautiful.” He pressed a little more insistently, just one finger this time. “This is my fantasy, remember?”

He winked at her, and Debbie bit her lip, but the opening relaxed slightly, allowing him entrance.

Debbie

What the hell was she doing?

She’d always considered that an out hole, not an in hole, but lose one bet, and here she was letting a guy put his finger in her ass.

Not just letting him— liking it.

It didn’t hurt, which was what she’d expected. There was an invasive intimacy to the sensation that made her uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt. She’d been ready to let him try, then tell him to stop the moment she felt any pain… but there wasn’t any. There was a slight burn as her muscles stretched, but no more than when her pussy stretched around a big dick. With his finger coated in her honey, there wasn’t any painful friction, just a slow, smooth glide of his finger in and out of her virgin territory.

She shuddered, clenching, then releasing, moaning as his mouth returned to her pussy. Fuck, that shouldn’t feel so good.

“Open up, darlin’,” Thor said, almost crooning as his finger delved deeper into forbidden territory.

Wrong hole , her honey badger whispered in confusion.

His tongue laved over her clit, and her body jerked in response, the pleasure drowning out all other emotions. Debbie gripped the sheets on either side of her head to keep from reaching down and touching him. She thrashed her head back and forth, gasping as the combination of sensations from her pussy to her ass ricocheted through her.

“Play with your nipples,” Thor ordered, lifting his lips from her pussy for a brief moment.

“What?” Her brain took a moment to catch up with his words.

“Play with your nipples,” he repeated, a second finger pushing into her before twisting back and forth in her ass. Debbie whimpered at the new sensations, her hands moving to her breasts. It felt almost odd to be using her hands when she’d been trying so hard not to.

The moment she touched herself, Thor lowered his head again. Her back arched, and she pinched her nipples hard, the little bite of pain zinging through the pleasure. Thor had wanted her to fulfill his fantasies, but he was already doing more for her than she would have been able to come up with if she’d been the winner of the bet.