Heated Restraints (7 page)

Although I’m sure it was worth the trip for you to return back to Valdosta.”

Thor was shocked to see her at his house and even wearier of her bearing a plate, the last time he’d seen her, they hadn’t parted on friendly terms. “Are you sure you’re not trying to send me back to the hospital for the things I said to you?”

She dropped her eyes to the floor, then pasted a smile on her face and lifted her gaze to him again. “No fear, Thor, I like my enemies to be standing when I take them out.”

Returning her smile, even though he was convinced that she was hurt by his words, he responded, “That’s good to know.”

Placing the plate on the table, she walked into the kitchen. Thor heard her opening and closing doors looking for utensils, he suspected.

“The silverware is in the third drawer from the refrigerator,” he called out as he grabbed one of the pillows from under his knee and placed it in his lap over his erection. The smell of her perfume had reached him and it was causing sexual mayhem in his body.

The slapping sound of her shoes against the tile floor allowed him to track her movements, until she came out of the kitchen with a fork and paper towels.

Setting them down next to his food, Liza looked at him and said, “Can I get you something to drink or anything before I go?”

He shook his head. “No, thanks. Jack set me up a cooler with some drinks in it. So, I’m good.”

Rubbing her hands together, she gave him another smile. “Well, I guess I’ll be going then.” Starting to turn toward the door, she paused. “You know, Thor, I am really glad you’re okay.”

Staring at her for a moment, Thor had the urge to pull her into his arms and hold her. She was right. He’d been a jackass the other night and he could kick himself twice for putting the nervous look in her eyes. “Thanks. And for the record, I’m sorry for what I said to you at the bar.”

When she grinned at him, the light that filled her eyes let him know the smile was genuine this time. “Maybe tomorrow I could bring you another plate.

If this one doesn’t kill you.” She winked at him and headed toward his door.

Thor’s laugh followed her out.

Yeah, Princess Liza was sassy, but she had spunk and that made her even sexier to him.

* * * *

The following two weeks fell into a routine of Liza coming over, cooking for him and spending a few hours playing a couple games of
Sorry
. He found out it was her favorite board game, as well as other things about her. She spent most of her day with him, but at night, she drove to Tallahassee to the Sacred Heart children’s home to work with them while she completed her internship for her master’s degree. That shocked him. He’d believed that all these nights she had been driving back and forth from Florida to party like other people. His guilt ate him up for thinking that she just a shallow rich girl.

Thor stood in the shower and rinsed the suds from his hair. It had been too long since he’d washed his hair. Most of the days he hobbled to the sink and washed up, but he couldn’t take the stench coming from his head any longer.

Positive that Liza could smell it, he figured she was too polite to say anything.

His balance wasn’t the best and it proved faulty when he tilted his head back and shifted his position, causing pain to shoot through his knee and up his thigh.

“Aww—” he hollered as his feet slipped in the bubbles at the bottom of the tub and he went careening to the porcelain flooring. His butt smacked and stung as it came in contact with the hard surface. Thor began to curse a blue streak until he saw Liza running into the bathroom. He could see her distorted silhouette through the designer Plexiglas door.

“Thor, are you okay?” her words were anxious.

Guilty, he struggled to get up. “You’re early.” He turned the shower off.

“And you’re not supposed be taking a shower yet.”

He saw her arms pull in close to her body as she crossed them over her chest. It was the posture she’d taken with him many times during his convalesces when she’d caught him doing something the doctor had forbidden.

“I hate to admit it, but I might need a hand getting up.” Thor had made a few attempts to push himself upright, but couldn’t find enough footing with only one foot. Approaching the door, Liza slid it open. “I have a mind to leave your hard headed ass right there, Thor.”

“You have too big of a heart to leave a man down.” Thor gave her a lopsided smile.

“You should be glad. So, how do you want to do this?”

“Put your arms under my arms. I’m going to do most of the pushing, but I need someone to keep me stable.”

Following his directions, Liza moved in close to him.

Oh, hell, he thought as he smelled her intoxicating scent. Chiding himself for not remembering how she affected him, he steeled himself against her smell.

Pushing up too fast to avoid a soon-to-be embarrassing situation, Thor almost knocked them both into the shower. But, luckily, Liza was stronger than her tiny frame suggested.

Standing up, he quickly grabbed the towel from the bar and held it in front of him until she stepped back. Wrapping it around his waist, he looked up and his eyes made contact with Liza’s and he couldn’t help but notice that her hazel eyes had darkened to green. He didn’t know if it was because of him or a reflection of the emerald green v-neck top she wore with her white knee-length skirt.

“Thanks.” He cleared his throat. “I might’ve pruned sitting there at the bottom of the shower without you.”

She rubbed the back of her neck. “No problem. I’m here to help. If I assist you to your room, you think you can manage from there?” Liza licked her lips.

It was a signal Thor was becoming familiar with when she was nervous.

“Yeah.”

Aligning herself to his side, Liza wrapped her arms around his waist.

“You’re going to get your clothes all wet.” Thor couldn’t stop the thought that raced into his mind. He wondered if she was wet in other places. That caused him to drop his eyes to her skirt. Returning them back to her face, he took a deep breath, which he shouldn’t have done because he could smell the soft scent of her hair.
Get yourself together, man
.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

“Yup.” The single word came out gruff.

Together they managed to lift him out of the bathtub and into his room. Just as they reached his bed, Thor attempted to step away from her prematurely and the sudden lack of support caused him to fall. Since Liza had yet to let him go completely, she was caught up in his tumble toward the bed.

Thor landed on his back with Liza sprawled on top of him. Neither of them moved. Feeling the supple imprint of her body on top of his, Thor was helpless to stop the full awakening of his cock as it made its presence know between their pelvises. Identifying the texture of her skirt, he was alerted to the fact that his towel had been lost in the fall.

“Liza,” was the only thing he got out before he pulled her lips down to his.

He kissed her like a starving man. Nipping at her bottom lip, then drawing it into his mouth. Deepening the kiss, he slid his tongue along hers.

Liza began to moan and grind her hips into his hard length. He gripped her hips and pressed against her.

Breaking away, he panted, “Tell me if you don’t want this. Stop me now, Liza. Otherwise I’m going to be buried too deep for either of us to speak.”

Her giggle fluttered in her stomach and patted against his abs before it left her lips.

“I want you, Thor.” Standing up, Liza removed her clothes. The urgency in her gesture let him know she hadn’t lied, her desire was as elevated as his.

Scooting back until his head rested against the pillow so he could watch her undress, Thor appreciated every inch of her body that was revealed to him. When she stood naked before him, he said, “Come here, princess.”

Climbing onto the bed, she kneeled beside him. Gripping her at the waist, Thor hoisted her tiny frame up until her thighs straddled his face. Blowing slow breaths against the golden triangle cut hair covering her cunt, he teased her.

When he heard a small moan come from her mouth, he commanded her, “Hold on.” When she reached out and grabbed the headboard, he began. Parting the lips of her sex, he witnessed the level of her arousal in the wet shine of her pussy lips.

Thor glided his tongue from the rosy hole of her ass to the tight opening, up her slit until he reached her clitoris. She began to buck against his mouth, showing him her enjoyment. Holding a tight reign on her hips, he guided her movement until she began to cry out. With one hand, he held her in place as he flicked his tongue across her distended clit and slipped three of his fingers inside of her, pumping along with her gyrating hips.

* * * *

Liza’s sex was stretched as Thor’s fingers entered her. All she wanted to do was come and come hard. Seizing the top of the headboard in her grasp, she bore down against his talented tongue and his hand. Instinctively, Thor began to stroke the spot inside of her pussy that made lights flash behind her eyes as she exploded uncontrollably. Quaking and moaning, she lost track of how many orgasms he gave her. Every time she thought she was coming back down, he would start up again.

When he finally removed his hand and ceased his actions, Liza took several breaths to steady herself. She could smell the scent of her own juices permeating the air around them.

“You’re not the only one with oral skills, Thor.” Sliding back down his body, she didn’t stop until his hard cock was before her face. Using a single finger, she softly circled his tip, swirling his pre-come around the head, watching it leap and flex in response. He was impressive in length and size. The last time they were together, she didn’t get a chance to truly admire all that he had to offer.

It had been a rushed moment, no time for discovery.

Continuing on, Liza dragged her finger away from the tip of his shaft and down the large vein. She reached his sack and cupped the heaviness. Leaning down, she took them into her mouth and suckled them gently. When Thor spread his legs slightly, allowing her more room; she stroked the sensitive skin located at the bottom of his balls.

Thor groaned.

Shifting, Liza trailed her tongue back up the main vein. When she reached the crown once again, she gripped his length with her hand, and took him into her mouth. Bowing her head, she deep throated him.

He growled.

Liza continued. Her head bobbed up and down as she stroked his thick cock in her mouth with her tongue. Squeezing and pumping she massaged his hard shaft. She could taste the salty bit of his pre-come and he caused her arousal to rise again.

The slight trembling in his thighs was her signal that he was progressing close to his climax. Giving him one final suckle, she rose and crawled up his body. “I want you inside of me, Thor. Do you have any objections?” She placed small kisses on his abdomen and then his chest. Hovering above him, she flicked one of his nipples.

Giving a quick intake of breath, Thor grabbed her shoulders. Pulling her toward him, he kissed her. Reaching beside the bed, he retrieved a condom from his nightstand and handed it to her. “None. Unless you make me wait any longer.”

After she placed the thin sheath over him, she smiled. Gripping his stiff cock, she guided him to her heated center. Pressing down, she spread her thighs wide and took him inside. Her breath caught as his thickness slipped along her walls.
Full and complete
. The words echoed in her mind. Gazing at Thor, she watched his face take on both an expression of rapture and peace as they paused for a moment.

Liza clenched her sex around his cock, causing him to open his eyes and look at her. Winking, he took hold of her waist and arched his hips up, burying himself to the hilt. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back at the deep impact. A sigh of exhilaration came out as she began to ride him.

Thor met each drop of her hips with an upward thrust. In and out, they moved as one, fulfilling each other’s desire. Calling out words of adoration and encouragement, they took one another into ecstasy. The pressure of her budding orgasm made her body tense and the nerves connected to her skin come alive.

Every brush of Thor’s hands along her skin made her moan in pleasure. She knew it wouldn’t be long until she was taken over. Up and down, she rotated and arched her hips, making sure that Thor finished with her.

“Touch yourself.” Thor cupped both of her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples.

She had no issue with satisfying herself, but she’d never done it in front of anyone else. However, Thor challenged her. He made her want to step out of her normal mode and discover who she could be. Taking a chance, she lowered her hand down his abdomen until she reached her pussy. Her wetness surrounded them. She was amazed to feel how it coated them both and allowed their smooth glide. Touching her clit, she shuddered in response. It was sensitive and swollen, in need.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Opening her eyes, Liza stared into his heated blue pools. As she stroked the stiff bud, circling and flicking it, she noticed Thor was taking as much pleasure in her act from watching her. Her sex began to pulse and twitch against her hand and his cock as she raced toward a climax.

Her hips became more insistent, rocking and swaying, pumping and squeezing until finally she came. And came hard and wild, calling his name.

The only thing she was aware of outside her own rapture was Thor climaxing along with her. His heated essence filled her as his hands clutched her hips, holding her in place.

Collapsing onto his chest, Liza lay there listening to his rapid heartbeat until it calmed.

“I do so love to hear you call my name.”

His voice rumbled in her ear.

She leaned up over him. “That’s because you’re a sexy
arrogant
man.”

Kissing her on the tip of her nose, he said, “Don’t forget cocky.”

His semi-erect cock flexed inside of her, punctuating his words.

“Yeah, you’ve definitely got more than you fair share of that.” She returned her head to his chest and heard his laughter rumble in her ear.