wise to start again Archer. We can't let lust rule us, we need to dial it down a little.”
Archer's face was blank as he stared at me.
“Okay.” He finally offered. “How far down?”
Well, could I say no to sex after just one time and it being the best I've ever had? Unlikely my mind snorted with mocking laughter.
“Not completely, I don't think I could go without now anyway.”
A grin curled into the corner of his lips, smug with his own sexual prowess that had me ensnared.
“We need to start by getting to know each other. I don't know anything about you yet you've...”
I looked up at him, those dark blue eyes watched me with humor filling his face fast.
“What? Kissed you here?”
He leaned into my neck, the soft warm breath caressing my skin as his lips pressed gently to me. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the touch of his skin against mine, the scent of aftershave that filled me with desperation.
I nearly shrieked when his hand grasped my thigh but it came out as a high pitched moan. As his hand slid into the soft and sensitive skin of my inner thigh, I could feel him smirk against my neck. Slowly his hand made its way higher, under the hem of my skirt and into the deep heat between my legs.
Another kiss, this time under my ear, his tongue sliding over my lobe as his lips caressed the flesh. I groaned heavily as his fingers pressed against the lace, with a flick they were moved aside and the pads of his fingers found skin. Delving deep between the folds, his fingers slid through the slick wetness and pushing gently into me.
With each thrust of his fingers I found myself desperate for him to do more, yet he seemed to be happy with his fingers pleasuring me. I needed more, I wanted to taste him, I ached to feel the push of his cock into my mouth. Silky soft yet hard like steel, pushing against the curve of his zip, I could feel how ready he was.
He groaned as I rubbed the swell in his jeans, his lips sliding over my jaw as his fingers slid out of me. Now he toyed with my clit, massaging and making me more needy for him.
As I pulled at the waistband of his jeans, his lips crashed against mine for a heavy and desperate kiss. There was no dialing things down, we were taking everything up to a whole new level.
Chapter Thirteen
Archer's fingers laced through my hair as he gently pushed down, groaning at how good it felt. I was nestled in between his legs, kneeling at the lounge while sliding my mouth over his thickness. With each deep plunge my hands added to the pleasure, kneading the skin of his thighs and pelvis, rubbing around the base and sliding over him as I pulled away.
My tongue lashed at the head as I gripped him firmly, stroking him as he strained against me. Archer had a wild glint in his eyes as he watched on appreciatively. Raw, gravelly murmurs crossed his lips as I ran my lips and tongue over the head, sucking on it as I pretended he was my own lollipop. One that I hungered for, craving the moans of pleasure that resulted from each movement.
His hips flexed as a soft breath escaped him, plunging him into me. Each movement was deep, feral hisses through gritted teeth and expletive words were grunted as his heavy cock pulsed with pleasure. Archer was close, his breathing became more erratic, labored and disjointed.
“Gonna come Rox, you gotta stop.”
I kept going, moving my hands over the rigid lines of his torso. As my fingers scratched back down him, Archer let out a heavy groan. Flexing his hips into me, his cock pulsed hard and unloaded a salty hot slick that oozed down my throat. Looking up I saw a thoroughly sated man, the smile on his face was worthy of taking a photo of. He had that sleepy eyed gaze with a smirk that melted my insides.
Leaning forward, his hands slid my skirt over my hips as he kissed me. Rough and heavy, his tongue pushed into my mouth and slid over my tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me onto his body, his hands gripping my
Archer's face was blank as he stared at me.
“Okay.” He finally offered. “How far down?”
Well, could I say no to sex after just one time and it being the best I've ever had? Unlikely my mind snorted with mocking laughter.
“Not completely, I don't think I could go without now anyway.”
A grin curled into the corner of his lips, smug with his own sexual prowess that had me ensnared.
“We need to start by getting to know each other. I don't know anything about you yet you've...”
I looked up at him, those dark blue eyes watched me with humor filling his face fast.
“What? Kissed you here?”
He leaned into my neck, the soft warm breath caressing my skin as his lips pressed gently to me. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the touch of his skin against mine, the scent of aftershave that filled me with desperation.
I nearly shrieked when his hand grasped my thigh but it came out as a high pitched moan. As his hand slid into the soft and sensitive skin of my inner thigh, I could feel him smirk against my neck. Slowly his hand made its way higher, under the hem of my skirt and into the deep heat between my legs.
Another kiss, this time under my ear, his tongue sliding over my lobe as his lips caressed the flesh. I groaned heavily as his fingers pressed against the lace, with a flick they were moved aside and the pads of his fingers found skin. Delving deep between the folds, his fingers slid through the slick wetness and pushing gently into me.
With each thrust of his fingers I found myself desperate for him to do more, yet he seemed to be happy with his fingers pleasuring me. I needed more, I wanted to taste him, I ached to feel the push of his cock into my mouth. Silky soft yet hard like steel, pushing against the curve of his zip, I could feel how ready he was.
He groaned as I rubbed the swell in his jeans, his lips sliding over my jaw as his fingers slid out of me. Now he toyed with my clit, massaging and making me more needy for him.
As I pulled at the waistband of his jeans, his lips crashed against mine for a heavy and desperate kiss. There was no dialing things down, we were taking everything up to a whole new level.
Chapter Thirteen
Archer's fingers laced through my hair as he gently pushed down, groaning at how good it felt. I was nestled in between his legs, kneeling at the lounge while sliding my mouth over his thickness. With each deep plunge my hands added to the pleasure, kneading the skin of his thighs and pelvis, rubbing around the base and sliding over him as I pulled away.
My tongue lashed at the head as I gripped him firmly, stroking him as he strained against me. Archer had a wild glint in his eyes as he watched on appreciatively. Raw, gravelly murmurs crossed his lips as I ran my lips and tongue over the head, sucking on it as I pretended he was my own lollipop. One that I hungered for, craving the moans of pleasure that resulted from each movement.
His hips flexed as a soft breath escaped him, plunging him into me. Each movement was deep, feral hisses through gritted teeth and expletive words were grunted as his heavy cock pulsed with pleasure. Archer was close, his breathing became more erratic, labored and disjointed.
“Gonna come Rox, you gotta stop.”
I kept going, moving my hands over the rigid lines of his torso. As my fingers scratched back down him, Archer let out a heavy groan. Flexing his hips into me, his cock pulsed hard and unloaded a salty hot slick that oozed down my throat. Looking up I saw a thoroughly sated man, the smile on his face was worthy of taking a photo of. He had that sleepy eyed gaze with a smirk that melted my insides.
Leaning forward, his hands slid my skirt over my hips as he kissed me. Rough and heavy, his tongue pushed into my mouth and slid over my tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me onto his body, his hands gripping my
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