Page 51 of Forging Chaos

“Odin!”

I stoop to pick up my cane and run the tip of it along her leg. “Want to get out of here?”

She tucks her hair behind her ears and nods. “My place is very close by.”

I nod. “Good.”

She holds my hand and tugs me across the lawn to a fancy-ass building worthy of my smart woman. Her flat is on the first floor, and I sigh in relief when she pulls me through the door without having to go up a single stair.

So, I use that reserved energy to shove her against the wooden door in a rush of breath and wide eyes. “I can put weight on both feet now, you know,” I tell her, biting her neck. “I’ve been dying to fuck you against a wall.”

She starts ripping open the buttons on my blazer and then pauses. “Wait. I’m mad at you.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” I start pulling her blouse from her skirt and easing it open as she glares.

“You railroad me when you get ideas, and you don’t tell me things in advance. Like with the scholarship and just…showing up here at my new school.”

I pause and press a palm on the door on either side of her head. “To be fair, gorgeous, you’re always telling me to shut up or go away.”

She sighs at this and returns to her work ripping off my clothes. She grunts in triumph as she pulls my belt loose and drops it on the floor with a thud. I yank down her skirt and everything underneath and then nudge her legs open with my thigh, hoisting her up so she’s grinding her wet little pussy on my leg. “Do you want me to go away now?”

Her eyes flash. “You fucker,” she grunts, rocking her hips. “You know I want your cock.”

I grin and pull it out, fisting it as she stares and licks herlips. I kick my jeans off one leg and let them dangle above my casted foot. This will have to do. “My wallet is in my pants pocket,” I admit after a few seconds pinching her nipples. “But, uh, I wanted to tell you that there hasn’t been anyone but you in a long time. And I just got tested for my new team…”

She looks into my eyes, nostrils flaring as she considers. “I got a physical, too. Before I came here. And there hasn’t been anyone but you.”

I nod. “Nobody but each other, then.” I kiss her neck. “I like being yours.”

“Odin. I have an IUD.”

“Yeah? So, you feel safe?”

I look into her eyes and hiss as she reaches for my cock, notching it at her pussy. “I feel safe with you, Odin. I want to feel all of you.”

At that, I hoist her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist. I use one hand to line myself up until she slides onto me, and I brace her against the door, grunting like a caveman as I thrust into Thora. “I’m yours,” I repeat. “There’s only you. Only you, Thora.”

She moans and her head starts rolling around so I reach in between her legs, right above where my bare cock slides in and out of her body, feeling like magic, and I press against her clit. “I want to make you come, gorgeous. I want to make you feel good.”

“Odin,” she breathes and stares into my eyes. “You feel amazing.” Her body starts to pulse around me. It’s been a long-ass time for me, and I’m not going to last, especially not with the slick, perfect glide of her body grasping at mine like the ivy on this building.

I press harder with my thumb, swirling and chanting her name, telling her how gorgeous she looks spread open on my dick against this door, and then she screams, one wrist clamped between her lips as her heels dig into my butt.

“Thora!” Her name is a strangled burst alongside the biggest orgasm I’ve had in months. I lean my forehead against hers, pressing her into the door as I spurt inside her until my release is dripping out from between her legs, coating both of us.

We stare down at the mess together, panting. I ease her legs to the floor and we both sink to the rug, where I trace the pool of my sticky, white mark on her thigh.

Sweaty, filthy, exhausted, we lie in each other’s arms until we’re both about to fall asleep. She hums contentedly, eyes closed, dark hair tangled around my arm. “Where do you live,” she asks, not moving.

“It's not far from here. Grad student housing. Or whatever they call it.” I try to get comfortable, but it’s no use, so I accept the hard floor meeting my hip and pull Thora close. “But I’m happy to have it sit empty if you’ll let me crash here. It's a first-floor setup! No stairs.” I kiss the top of her head.

“How would that work?” She rolls to her side and drapes herself across my chest, chin digging into my sternum. I like it.

I shrug. “I don’t know. Same as before, I guess. You’ll kick ass at school. I’ll do okay at school and kick ass on the water. And if I’m lucky, you’ll cheer for me in between your projects.”

Thora runs a finger along my jaw and across my lips, so I kiss the wandering digit. She smiles. “That all sounds kind of nice, I guess.”

CHAPTER 38

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