“Hey,” I whispered, brushing my lips over his. “That was perfect.”
His brain short-circuited—I could see it, feel it in the way his body tensed over mine.
“Perfect? Baby girl, I just… I didn’t even last—”
I giggled, couldn’t help it. He was too cute to be fair. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist so he couldn’t pull away, couldn’t retreat into that fear.
“Then let’s do it again. Slower this time. Deeper. I want all of you, Stan.”
Holy s**t, the way his eyes lit up—it was like I’d handed him the moon.
Thor roared back to life inside him, happiness purring in our bond. I felt it in the twitch of his c**k, still hard inside me, like it had just been waiting for the green light.
He grinned against my lips, breathless, wrecked, ruined—and the happiest motherfucker alive.
“Round t
