Treasured Dreams by Kendall Talbot Page A

nose, and then told me about Roberto Cattinari and how amazing his chocolates were. You did that little eye-roll thing you do when you’re eating something that pleases you.’
    â€˜Oh babe, this is one of the most thoughtful gifts you’ve ever bought me.’
    â€˜I wanted to make sure your tastebuds were still working okay.’
    She chuckled. ‘I’m sure they’re fine.’
    â€˜Let’s see then, shall we?’
    Archer studied the pictorial chart and then, after apparently making his choice, he selected a square chocolate decorated in gold flecks. ‘Open your mouth.’ She obeyed, and he popped the chocolate onto her tongue.
    â€˜So, Miss Calucci, what flavour is that?’
    She rolled the smooth chocolate around her mouth and welcomed the burst of flavour. With her eyes closed, she described what she was tasting. ‘It’s dark chocolate with praline and orange. No, wait—I think it’s caramelised orange.’
    She opened her eyes and Archer grinned. ‘You are correct, madam.’
    He moved to the base of the bed and began to roll her maxi dress up her legs. ‘Your prize is that I’—he palmed his chest—‘your humble servant, shall undress you.’
    Rosalina giggled as she lifted her hips so he could draw the dress up from beneath her bottom. She closed her eyes as he lifted it up over her head and his mouth found hers. Their kiss was deeper, their breathing deeper, and her want for him as deep as it could be. Archer’s hand reached around behind her back, and in a flash her bra was off and his warm hand cupped her breast.
    All her worries evaporated as she trailed her fingernails up his back. She wanted him. Now . She pushed at his shoulder and had every intention of rolling him onto his back and straddling him, but instead it became an awkward clumsy move that had them in a tangle of legs.
    Archer blinked at her with a huge smirk on his face.
    She playfully punched the mattress. ‘Bloody broken leg.’
    Archer chuckled. ‘What were you trying to do?
    â€˜Get on top.’
    â€˜Sounds great to me.’ He trailed his finger from her hipbone to her breast. ‘But tonight you’ll have to lie back and let me do all the work.’
    Despite herself, she liked the sound of that. ‘Okay.’
    Archer rolled up onto one elbow and cupped her breast in his hand. ‘Now, where were we?’ He ran his tongue around her nipple, and a thrilling tingle started at the very tip of her breast and ran all the way to the throbbing pulse between her legs. She ran her hands through his unruly curls, scratching her nails across his scalp. He sucked on her nipple, drawing it out until it snapped from his lips. A groan tumbled from her throat.
    His hand roamed down her belly, over her mound and between her legs. She curled beneath him when his finger entered her hot zone. Her body clenched and released in time with his movements, taking her to the exquisite edge of release. The days, weeks, months of uncertainty evaporated in one explosive orgasm that had her clawing at the silk sheets.
    â€˜Oh, Archer. That was incredible.’
    â€˜Mmm.’ The fire in his eyes glazed, proving he’d enjoyed her climax as much as she had.
    He moved around to between her legs and helped her bend her plastered leg at the knee. Archer reached for her hips. ‘Is this okay, babe?’
    â€˜It’s perfect.’ She reached up to touch his cheek and he sucked her finger into his mouth.
    He entered her gently, gliding into her hot zone in one long, slow movement. It was exquisite. Perfect.
    At first, it was slow, measured control, and Rosalina watched Archer’s eyes dance behind his eyelids, lost in their own blissful world. She lifted her hips, and his thrusts grew deeper. Faster. As did his breathing.
    She in turn felt herself go, riding another climax that had both her and Archer catching their breath.
    Archer’s