Gin and Lava by Berlin Elle

Author:Berlin, Elle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

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MASON

I’ve died and gone to heaven.

Oil + Naomi’s hands + my naked body + whatever stress Naomi’s working out by massaging me = a gift from the Viking Gods of Plenty, cause shiiiiit this feels good.

Trifecta threw her off her game and my lower back is reaping the rewards. Naomi’s oil covered hands are one more reason Trifecta is a douche; who gives up free massages from a Viking Princess?

Fuck that asshole.

And fuck him for getting into her head. I know he did. Hell, he’s in my head, too—right now—which is the last thing I want in the middle of a naked-me-and-Naomi’s-hands sandwich.

This girl is way too good for him.

And her friends.

Naomi goes out of her way to set them up at her aunt’s beach house, and do they say anything when Trifecta skewers her with a look and walks out? He made her feel like dirt, and none of them noticed.

Naomi digs into my lower back.

“Fuuuuuuck, that feels sinful!” I groan.

“That's called relaxation,” Naomi replies, digging her Goddess-of-Thunder thumbs into my spine in a way that makes me think I might come.

“No, I think it's called hot-girl's-hands-all-over-my-naked-body,” I reply, now knowing the true effect of her profession. I didn’t realize I could pay for a Viking Princess to beat me with her warrior hands—though this one’s extra intense because she’s pissed off at Trifecta.

“You're wearing a sheet,” Naomi points out in regard to my naked comment, grinding her fingers into the muscles of my upper arms and making me praise Odin.

“I'm not wearing this sheet like a toga,” I specify, because let’s be real, that flimsy sheet is nothing more than a folded nicety to cover my butt. “That sheet is just waiting for you to crawl under it and ask me to fuck.”

“You'll turn anything into sex, won’t you?”

“You say that like it's a bad thing.” She presses her thumbs into my shoulder so damn hard, I howl.

“Mason, you turning everything into sex is a fact at this point,” she says dryly, the rabid noise that just escaped me not even phasing her.

“You either do or do not do, Princess,” I say proudly, quoting Yoda. “There is no try.”

“As far as I remember, you spent a lot of time trying to get into my pants,” Naomi throws back.

“No,” I correct, pausing to moan as she does whatever voo-doo ju-jit-su magic she’s doing on my back. “I did not do. Our interactions were no sex, no sex, no sex, until we were in your truck and you were Jedi-mastering my cock. There’s no almost fucking between us, Naomi. We’re either fucking, or we’re not.”

“Okay, then presently,” Naomi says, leaning her head close to my ear, before boring her thumb into my rib. “We are not fucking, Master Haas.”

I gasp—her hands really do belong to Thor.

“Fact,” I agree. “But Princess, that doesn’t stop me from imagining the things you’d do to my body if you used those hands while riding my light saber.”

“Oh? Your cock is a Jedi weapon now?”

“I’m

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