Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
“That is so good.”
He agreed and then continued to feed me a couple more bites. I was pretty sure there was chocolate all around my mouth seeing as the frosting didn’t have any time to set.
“You’ve got chocolate right here,” he said.
I expected him to reach out and wipe it, only he leaned in close and I fell still, as his tongue swept the corner of my mouth, taking me by surprise. At first, I couldn’t move. His tongue felt good, and I didn’t want it to stop, and rather than just sit there, not knowing what to do, I turned my head and attempted to kiss him back.
Odin surprised me by kissing me more. I expected it to be a simple peck on the cheek, only it was so much more. He stroked his fingers across my cheek, tucking my hair out of the way, and then he grabbed the back of my neck, and it went from gentle to hard.
He pulled me flush against him, and I reached out putting my hands on his chest. I was not going to push him away. I’d been wracking my brain for days, trying to figure out how to move our relationship along, and I didn’t know how to do it.
This kiss was everything. It made my toes curl, and my stomach was doing somersaults, and not because I was nervous. I felt an answering pulse between my thighs. I was hungry for him.
I didn’t want him to stop, and I gripped his shirt, hoping he knew what it was I wanted more than anything. This was all new territory for me. I didn’t know what to do.
And then, somehow, we were standing, and Odin pressed me up against the nearest wall, and I wrapped my arms around his back. Using my fingers, I held on tight as he suddenly grabbed my ass and lifted me up. On instinct, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and we were moving again, and I didn’t want to stop kissing him. I loved the feel of his lips on mine.
I was spun around, and suddenly, the bed was beneath my body, and I couldn’t help but smile.
Odin broke the kiss, and it made me whimper because I didn’t want him to stop kissing me. I loved the taste of him, and yes, it was a combination of chocolate and coffee, but it tasted so good.
He’d stopped kissing my lips, but that didn’t stop his lips from being on my body as he started to trail them down, going toward my neck. I wore a button-up shirt, and it didn’t take him long to tear it right off my body. I heard the buttons spray across the room.
Each touch aroused me even more. I felt the heat deep in my core, along with the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against me. It felt so good.
And then, he reached behind me, and with a quick flick of his fingers, he opened the bra, and that was soon gone.
Now, I was naked from the waist up, but Odin gripped my tits, pressing them together, and I cried out as his mouth went to each one, sucking hard on the nipple. The pleasure rushed through my body, and I couldn’t help it, I had to press my thighs together in an attempt to stop the arousal. I felt mindless, the pleasure instant as it struck me hard.
I closed my eyes as he moved from one breast to the other. I didn’t know it could get any better, but then he started to kiss down my stomach. A part of my body that for so long I had been told was horrible. I had too much weight, and yet he kissed down, and I felt his fingers at the button of my jeans.
He opened it up, the zipper slid down, and it was the most erotic sound I’d ever heard.
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Odin
I’d been wanting to fuck my wife since our wedding day. Plain and simple. I would have gladly brought her back home, and taken her there and then, but I knew that was how the Serra Mafia did it. Presenting her lost virginity to a bunch of men, so they could all cheer at having a virgin. It was a tradition I wanted no part of.
It was why I brought her to my place and why it has taken as long as it has, because I also wanted to trust her. Alba had proven that, time and again. She was my wife. She had nearly died for me; admittedly, I knew it wasn’t intentional, but she had done so. Her life was now mine.
I didn’t know how long was appropriate to leave this situation. Eating that chocolate cake and seeing the frosting smudged at the corner of her mouth had been my opening.