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I can feel the memories try to creep in, try to taint this, so I pull him closer, undoing his jeans and pushing them down his hips.

I palm his beautiful cock, relishing in the silky soft feel of it as I start to pump slowly up and down, adding the twist of my wrist that I know drives him wild.

“God, Lilly,” he rasps, breaking our kiss. “You keep doing that, and I won't last long.”

I feel a surge of satisfaction at his words. There's power in giving someone pleasure. In bringing a man such as Loki to his knees with your touch.

He starts to slowly back us up to the counter, kissing me senseless the whole way.

“Fuck, Lilly, I missed you,” he says in between kisses.

I kiss him deeper, like I'm trying to forge our beings into one. His vanilla scent surrounds me, and I feel such a sense of relief at being safe in his arms again that the darkness is chased away a little.

“Loki, please...” I moan, needing more. I need all of him.

He grabs me under my thighs, lifting me up onto the countertop. The cold marble surface makes me gasp as it touches my fevered skin. I take the opportunity to pull his t-shirt up and over his head, dropping it to the tiled floor.

My eyes devour his nakedness, like I'm starving and he's my feast. My hands reacquaint themselves with the hard planes of his chest, my gaze following their movement, then I pull his nipple bar, making him groan long and low.

Reaching in between my legs, I open a drawer beneath me, and pull out a condom packet, tearing it open and taking the rubber out. My right hand goes between us, grasping his hard cock and rolling the condom on, then lining him up with my already soaked entrance.

He pauses just outside of me, and I look up to see worry etched on his face.

“Are you sure, Pretty Girl?” he asks me, and I know he's ready to stop if I say so.

“Yes,” I assure him softly. “I need you to chase his touch away, Loki.”

He begins to slowly push in, his pierced tip pressing into me, sending delicious shivers rolling through me. His serious eyes are locked onto mine, searching my gaze for any sign of hesitation.

We both groan, my head falling backwards and eyes heavenward as he bottoms out, fully seated to the hilt and my inner channel clamps around him, remembering the feel of him.

“I'd almost forgotten how your pussy fits like a fucking glove, Pretty Girl,” Loki rasps huskily.

He starts to withdraw, slowly kissing and nibbling my exposed neck, sending tingles of pleasure shooting all over my body.

“Loki…” I groan. “You feel so good.”

He pauses, his tip just inside of me, teasing me. He threads his fingers through my hair, guiding my head back so that I am once again looking at him. For a split second, other rough hands are pulling my hair painfully.

I blink and see intense emerald eyes staring at me, full of want and need and something so much deeper.

“You're ours, Lilly. You're ours forever, and there's no way we're letting you go.”

He holds my gaze as he thrusts hard, our pelvises slapping together. My eyes roll as I gasp at the exquisite sensations lighting up my body.

I didn't realise how much I'd missed his closeness, his touch and taste. It's like I've been dormant these past two weeks, and Loki, he's bringing me back to life. Every touch lights me up, every thrust filling me with colour.

“Fucking hell, Lilly. No one has ever felt as good as you,” he moans out, before bringing his lips to mine and kissing me hard, matching the movement of his tongue with that of his undulating hips.

He's grinding into my clit every time he's fully inside me, one hand gripping my hip, the other still tangled in my hair. I'd say that I'd forgotten how much of an amazing lover he was, but I'd be lying. He knows just the right spot to hit until you're weeping with the need for release.

“Lilly, baby, I need you to come all over my dick,” he says against my lips as his hand leaves my hip and captures one of mine, sliding both our hands between us.

Using my fingers and his own, he starts to rub circles around my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make my hips buck wildly, both seeking and trying to hide from the contact.

“Loki! Oh my God, Loki, I'm gonna come!” I scream, just before I feel my liquid release shoot out of me, coating his dick.

“That's it. Such a good fucking girl,” Loki praises as my pussy walls convulse around his hard cock, which is still pounding in and out of me.

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