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Addison
The weightof someone staring at me is heavy before I even open my eyes.
“I know you’re awake. Your breathing changed.” Thor’s morning voice isn’t as rough as I’d expect it to be. It’s smooth, like spreading butter on hot toast.
That should feel kind of creepy, but it just makes me smile. “You’re staring at me.”
“If you were me you’d stare at you, too.”
I make a satisfied hum, eyes still closed, as his hand bands across my stomach. When did I put a shirt on?
My eyes snap open to meet Thor’s bright blue stare. How long has he been awake? He looks way too perky to have just woken up.
“I wanted to do more than stare at you but we didn’t discuss consensual non-consent before we passed out. I’ve been waiting very impatiently for you to wake up.” His words skim across my skin, starting up my engine and breathing life into all my most private spaces.
“You could have touched me. I’d have been okay with it.”
A small stitch pinches between his eyebrows. “Not without your prior consent.”
“What did you want to do to me?”
His grin is downright wicked. “I wanted you to wake up on my tongue.”
Fuck. I’d have loved that. I roll toward him. Stroking the smooth skin on his chest I wonder if he shaves or waxes. There isn’t a single tuft of hair on his torso.
As my fingers trail lower, they encounter resistance at a pair of boxer briefs. “You got dressed.” I glide over the band of his briefs, deliberately ignoring the bulge trying to call for my attention. “In fact, you got both of us dressed.”
“Seemed like the polite thing to do. I didn’t want you needing to get up in the middle of the night not knowing where the bathroom was, and having to wander the house with no clothes on.” He strokes my arm before placing the sweetest kiss on my temple. “I wanted you comfortable here.”
I was. So comfortable, in fact, that I got a better night of sleep than I can remember having in a long time. Sunlight streams into the room through a large window. It takes another moment of staring up at the strikingly white ceiling to realize we aren’t even in the kinky dungeon in the basement. “You moved me?”
I must have been dead to the world to have slept through him carrying me up two flights of stairs. If I’d been faced with carrying me up to the bedroom, I’d have left my ass downstairs. Or maybe put me on the couch in the living room if I was feeling adventurous. This guy must workout every damn day.
Did I drool on him? Oh, god. Did I snore?
He buries his nose in my hair, planting another kiss. “I didn’t want you waking up down there and thinking I expected anything more from you.”
Who even is this guy? Is he just the perfect man for every woman? Fucking his way through the female population, leaving a trail of broken vaginas in his wake?
“I never knew consent could be so hot.” I almost fan myself, but my muscles are soft, warm, and moving sounds like it would be a lot of work. “And if I want your tongue?”
“It’s right here.” He sticks it out at me. “Just tell me where you want it.”
He’s circling my bellybutton with such a light and tickling touch I barely feel it, but my core throbs with overwhelming desire.
“I feel like you already know where I want it.”
“Doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear you talk dirty to me, Adi.” He slides down the bed, nestling himself between my thighs.
“I want you to lick my pussy.” I pause. “Please.” Manners are important, even when you’re being dirty.
“Can I restrain you again?”
The gentle rhythmic beat in my chest starts galloping as I nod. He leans over the edge of the bed, gropes on the floor for a few seconds before producing two sets of purple handcuffs. “These are unlined, just leather. So they’ll chafe if you squirm and tug, okay?”
Challenge accepted. But why does he need two sets?
It takes about three seconds to realize the why. He cuffs my ankles to my wrists in a way that presents me to him, splayed out, pussy right there in what feels wholly unladylike, but I can totally see the appeal.
