My darling wife. Each time he calls me that, my heart beats a little faster. This little fantasy we’re lost in is one I won’t forget anytime soon.
Thor seats me at the edge of his truck and drops to his knees in front of me, his eyes on mine as he spreads my legs. He smirks when he pushes my dress up, his eyes portraying the desire he feels. I don’t doubt for a second that he wants me as much as I want him. I wonder… does he feel this connection between us the way I do?
I gasp when he presses his lips on my inner thigh, kissing me softly. Thor glances at me after every few kisses, his gaze keeping me enthralled. It’s like I’m all he can see. “I might not be able to leave any marks on your neck, but baby… I’m definitely leaving some here.”
He lifts my leg up slightly and leans in, sucking down on my inner thigh, leaving countless small marks as he moves his way up. I groan and thread my hand through his thick dark hair, loving the show he’s giving me. Watching him between my legs has me throbbing, desperate for more of him.
He smirks when the black lace thong I’m wearing comes into view, and I try to still my racing heart. He’s so incredibly handsome… those strong cheekbones, straight nose, and his perfect lips. Not too full, not too thin. Perfection. Thor looks like he’s a roman statue come to life, though he’s far more muscular than any statue I’ve ever seen.
He kisses the lace fabric between my legs, and a moan escapes my lips, disrupting the silence around us. I’m instantly reminded that we’re outside, my entire body tensing.
“There’s no one around for miles, love. I’m going to make you scream my name tonight, and not a single soul will know. Your moans are mine. Your pleasure is mine, baby.”
I nod, and Thor grins as he pushes my underwear aside. I gasp when he leans in and kisses my skin, taking his time to tease me. “I want you closer,” I whisper, feeling self-conscious. He looks as though he struggles to pull away from me, a pleading gaze in his eyes as he looks up to me, but I shake my head. “Please.”
There’s something about him that makes me feel vulnerable. I can’t watch him between my legs, feeling as exposed as I do. I want his body covering mine, his lips on mine. “Mark my words, love. Someday, I’m going to bury my face between your legs, and you’re going to beg me to let you come on my face. It might not be tonight, but that time will come.”
I smile at him, my heart hopeful even as desire rushes through me. I want this. I want more nights with Thor. I want more of this thing between us.
He rises to his feet and pushes against my shoulder, until he’s got me flat on my back. I giggle as he leans over me, giving me exactly what I wanted. I don’t hesitate to hook my leg around his hips to pull him closer, and he smirks at me as he keeps his lips just an inch from mine. Close, but just out of reach.
“God, it’s like you walked straight out of my wildest fantasies,” he whispers, his lips brushing over mine with every word. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
He kisses me, and this time, his kiss is different. Slower, sexier. His body moves against mine, and I moan against his lips. I tug at his t-shirt, wanting it off, and Thor chuckles as he rises to his knees. His eyes are on mine as he lifts his t-shirt, exposing his abs, taking his time. He’s broad and strong, and I want to see more. I want him naked.
I bite down on my lip as his body comes into view. Damn… he felt good against me, but he looks even better. The way I’m looking at him must please him, because he chuckles before lowering himself back down on me.
“Your turn,” he tells me, and I lift my hips for him as he pulls my dress up and over my head, leaving me lying here in nothing but my black underwear.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I’m probably the luckiest husband alive, love. You’re fucking stunning.”
I look away, suddenly feeling self-conscious. The breeze that dances over my skin just adds to my shyness, and I turn my head, my cheeks heating.
“None of that,” Thor says as he leans in, his lips brushing over my neck. He kisses me right below my ear, making me shiver in the best way. He kisses me like that, until he’s all I can think of.
I’m desperate for his touch by the time his hands reach my bra, and a soft sigh escapes my lips when he undoes my bra.
“I’m going to make sure I’m all you think about every damn time you close your eyes, Leia.”
