Even darker | Loki

Chapter 3. xxx

   One moment she was back in high school, preparing for the history exams, knowing full well she only learnt half of the lessons, the next she was in the car with Ove. She recognized this memory. He took her on a mini break in his Jaguar Roadster, driving dangerously fast. They went down to the Isle of Wight for a long weekend in amazing spring weather with blue skies and warm May showers. It made her laugh how quickly he pushed the button to close the roof of the car whenever it started raining.

"I want to wake up now." Flóra thought and the scene changed to Ove's weekend house.

She was alone, standing outside the terrace. She couldn't sleep and sneaked out to get some fresh air, admiring the lush garden, lit up tastefully with hidden lights under the warm evening sky. She sighed. All those feelings she felt that night came back to haunt her. She was happy, in love, hopeful of the future, no sign of what lied ahead of them. She truly believed Ove felt the same way about her. She smiled bitterly, thinking "How wrong was I?" and turned back to go inside the house to find Ove standing in the door, gloriously naked. She blushed when she saw his erection and he grinned at her with that mischievous look in his eyes she came to resent later on.

'Like what you see?' he said softly and picked her up, just like that day.

'I'm tired.' she mumbled grumpily, fighting hard not to give in to his sex appeal oozing from every inch of his chiseled body - not this time.

'You can sleep when you're dead.'

'Don't be so banal.'

'Did you say anal?' he joked and she could not help but roll her eyes at him and smirk. 'There you go! She can still smile, even when she's tired.'

'Put me down, please.'

'I'm merely carrying you to the bed, so you can rest. I hope that's alright.'

She remembered very well there wouldn't be much sleeping after that and she couldn't resist to see if her mind would replay it exactly the same way it happened or different. She still desired him under all the hurt and heartbreak and despised herself for it. Ove placed her gently on the bed then climbed behind her, covering them with the blanket.

'There. Comfy?' he whispered in her ear and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, making her feel his hard-on against her back.

'Mm-hmm.' she replied and let his fingers gently roam her chest through her silk chemise.

His touch felt so real, just as irresistible as she remembered. Her body blossomed under his fingertips. He knew instinctively how and where to touch her and soon she was panting, squeezing her thighs together, dripping with need.

'I can stop anytime if you'd rather sleep.' Ove said quietly, bringing back all the times he would mess with her, delaying her pleasure.

She became alert, this was not how it went down. If she was to answer with a clever comeback, he might take it as a challenge to play with her furthermore. Yet this was her dream, she can do whatever she wants! She reached behind, grabbing his chin and pulled him in for a kiss, turning around to face him. He moaned softly into her mouth as she caressed him, running her hands gently over his erection. She remembered how rarely he allowed her to be on top, part of his power play. She sat astride him and placed her hands on his chest. He was so pale, his skin almost glowing like snow in the dark. He reached up and pulled down the straps of her chemise, cupping her breasts in his hands.

'I want to ride you.' she said in a hoarse whisper.

'By all means.' he replied in a husky voice.

She smiled at him and leaned forward, slowly sliding her wetness along his shaft back and forth, winding him up, but she wanted to feel him, so she drove him inside her, straddling him. They both sighed, their bodies tensing up with desire. Flóra halted for a few seconds to accommodate all of him before she started to move her hips side to side, moving forward then pushing back as she increased her rhythm. Ove was watching her intently, his head on the pillow, his hands sliding back down to her ass then up to her breasts as if he could not make up his mind what to grab. He tried to prop himself up on his elbows at some point, but she was smarter now and used her weight and hands to keep him down, riding him harder.