Professor Astor: Chapter 7

I pull her bra away so that I’ve got her lying in the bed of my truck in nothing but her lace thong. It’s just me and her underneath the stars, and it couldn’t be more perfect. She looks at me, her eyes brimming with desire, and I swear I could come just by looking at her.

I rise to my knees and let my eyes roam over her body leisurely, committing every second of this moment to memory. I already know one night with her won’t be enough. She’s got me spellbound, and I haven’t even fucked her yet.

“These have to go,” I tell her, placing my hands on her hips, my thumbs brushing over her thong. Ley nods, and I smirk as I drag the fabric down, exposing her pussy. Fuck. She’s so fucking smooth, I wish she’d let me bury my face between those thick thighs of hers. I need a fucking taste.

“Your turn,” she murmurs once I’ve got her naked, and I nod.

I bring my hands to my hips to take my jeans and boxers off, but she shakes her head and rises to her knees. “Let me.”

I inhale sharply when she kisses my neck, my eyes falling closed for a moment. There’s nowhere I’d rather be at this moment. Ley kisses my neck, her teeth grazing my ear, and I groan as I bury my hands into her hair. She’s teasing me, and I doubt she realizes how badly she’s affecting me. “If you keep doing that, I’m not going to last long, baby.”

She chuckles, and I can’t help but smile, too. “I have a feeling you won’t disappoint,” she tells me, her fingertips tracing over my erection. She cups my cock through the fabric of my boxer shorts and smirks at me.

“If your hair wasn’t dark, you’d really look like Thor, you know?”

She bites down on her lips as she drags my boxers down, my cock springing free. I barely keep from moaning when she palms my erection, holding it tightly, pumping up and down. Her fucking touch sets me on fire.

“Nope,” I tell her. “I can’t do this.”

I grab her hair and kiss her harshly, lying her down, my body covering hers. The way she moans against my lips drives me insane. Just the sound of her is nearly enough to make me lose my damn mind.

I reach between us, my fingers finding their way between her legs. “Tell me how badly you want to come for me, wifey.”

“You know I want it,” she says, her tone pleading.

I smirk and brush my thumb over her clit, enjoying the way she moves her hips against me. Everything about her is so honest. There’s no holding back, no games. It’s clear she wants me, and the way she rides my fucking hand has my cock throbbing. I desperately need to be inside her, but not before I watch her come for me.

I push a finger into her, stroking her g-spot, and the way her eyes widen has me chuckling in victory. She looks fucking incredible lying here, her body on display for me. She’s a work of art, and tonight, she’s all mine.

“You’re teasing me,” she warns.

I smirk as I add my thumb to her clit, lowering my lips to hers to silence her moans. Her pussy is so fucking hot, so tight. I have no idea how my cock will fit inside her when she’s sucking up my finger like that.

“Thor,” she moans, opening up for me. My tongue brushes over hers, and the way she kisses me… fuck. That mouth of hers. She kisses me like she’s sucking my goddamn cock, and I can’t get enough of her.

“Please. Please, Thor.”

“You want to come for me?”

She nods, her hands threading through my hair. Her nails brush over my scalp, her touch desperate and frantic.

“Then come for me, wifey.”

And she does. Her eyes fall closed and I’m fucking enthralled. She looks like she’s experiencing pure fucking bliss, and for a moment I wish I’d waited to make her come until I’m deep inside her, so I could join her in this moment.

She smiles at me lazily when she opens her eyes, her gaze roaming over my body. “You’re the best husband I ever could’ve asked for,” she tells me, grinning.

I tear open a condom and roll it on, my eyes never leaving hers. “And you’re about to show me how much of a good wife you are, aren’t you?”

I grab her ankles and push her legs over her shoulders. “I’ve wanted to fuck you like this from the moment I walked into the bar and saw you wearing these heels.”

I push the tip of my cock into her, and another moan escapes her lips. “So fucking tight, baby. How am I supposed to fit my cock inside you, huh?”

She’s fucking tiny. Five feet at most, but I have no doubt she can take me just fine. “Oh God, Thor,” she moans. “I can’t.”

I push in further and shake my head. “You can, baby. Look at you, taking my cock like the good girl you are.”

She groans when I’m halfway inside her and shakes her head. “Too tight,” she murmurs. “I want you so badly, but I can’t do it. It doesn’t fit.”

I chuckle and push in deeper. “You’re doing so well, baby.” I look down and watch my cock disappear into her hot pussy. I lower myself on top of her, pushing her legs further against her, until my cock is all the way inside her. “Such a good fucking girl.”

She moans loudly and reaches for me, her hands threading through my hair. She pulls me closer roughly, and I kiss her, giving into my need for her.

I fuck her roughly, thrusting deep and hard, until I’ve got her screaming my name. “Oh God, Thor,” she moans, and it’s fucking music to my ears. It’s just me and her, surrounded by the smell of freshly cut grass and a soft breeze.

I pull away to look at her when I get close, wanting more of her. I’m deep inside her, but it isn’t enough. This woman… I want every piece of her.

“I’m going to come,” I warn her, and she nods, her eyes glazed over with lust. I look into her eyes as I empty deep inside her, pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt before slamming through me.

All my strength leaves me, and I collapse on top of her. She lowers her legs and wraps them around me as I bury my face in her neck, needing a moment to catch my breath. “That can’t have been real,” I tell her, and she laughs.

“That’s pretty much exactly how I felt. I think you ruined orgasms for me, Thor.”

“It’s all part of my evil plan,” I explain. “Now that I’ve made you come that hard, no one else will ever compare. Every time you close your eyes and touch yourself, it’s me you’ll think of.”

She chuckles and hugs me tightly. “You’ve got me hooked, huh?”

I nod and kiss her neck, my heart heavy. I don’t want tonight to end, but I know it has to. I might be joking about getting her hooked, but the one battling an emerging addiction is me. I already need more of her, and my cock hasn’t even softened yet.

I turn us over and take care of the condom before pulling her into my arms, my eyes on the stars above her. Ley has her head on my chest and her leg hooked over my hip, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt quite this much at peace.

“Did I make you feel a bit better?” I ask. When I saw her sitting in that bar, she was shrouded in sadness. Even if it’s just for a moment, I wanted to carry her burdens for her. “I know you said you didn’t want to talk, but I can’t stop thinking about the sadness I saw in your eyes. I just want you to know that I’m willing to listen. Sometimes, there’s nothing better than talking to a stranger.”

Ley shifts in my arms and nods. “It isn’t something I dare admit, not even to myself.” She hesitates, burying her face in my neck before she continues. “But somehow I just feel so comfortable with you.”

I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly as I wait for her to speak, if that’s what she wants.

“My sister just had a baby a few days ago. I’m so happy for her, but I want what she’s got. The chances of me ever having a child are slim to none. The doctors told me the chances of me ever conceiving are lower than one percent. That’s why I wanted to indulge in that fantasy with you tonight. For just one night, I wanted to pretend that I’m just a normal girl, happily married with children of my own. I’ll never have that.”

My heart fucking shatters. I never would’ve suspected this at all. She just seemed so happy indulging in our little fantasy. I feel like a fucking asshole all of a sudden. I’ve got twins that I love more than anything, and though my family might be falling apart, I know I’d never give them up for the world. I can’t imagine a world without them. I bite down on my lip and inhale shakily, vowing to hug them tightly when I get home.

“One percent is still a chance, Ley. I’ll admit that I don’t really believe in fate, but if it’s meant for you, perhaps it’ll happen one day. If it doesn’t, then there’s still some guy out there that would be the luckiest man in the world if he gets to call you his wife.”

The mere thought of her with someone else has me tightening my grip on her. I will have to let her go, and someday, someone else is going to make her smile the way I did tonight. I can’t stand the idea. Hell, my fucking heart aches at the thought of it.

“Tell me about your day,” she murmurs, her nose brushing against my neck as she presses a soft kiss against my skin.

I can’t tell her about the kids. It doesn’t feel right to admit that the twins we fantasized about actually exist — not when she wants kids more than anything else. I can’t do that to her. “It’s nothing,” I tell her. “I just had a few really dreadful weeks at work, but I pretty much forgot about it the moment I saw you.”

I pull her closer and press a kiss to her forehead. “Someday, I’ll show you Mercury,” I tell her, hoping I get to keep that promise. The time isn’t right for us, but I don’t think I can let her go.