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Feeling him now with his ocean-blue eyes and his thick fingers filling me over and over again…
I don’t want to stop.
I lay my palms on his chest and guide him onto his back. He keeps his fingers in me, increasing the pressure inside and I have to practically beg myself not to come all over his hand. It’s like we’ve done this a thousand times before and he knows exactly what buttons to push to turn me into his slave.
I reach for his belt, eager to finally sneak a peek at the giant erection I coerced beneath that table. He watches me as I unzip him, his eyes falling to the black ink on my abs again. I fight an internal battle, torn in half by duty and the masterful stroke of his fingers inside of me.
I free his cock and my eyes grow wider.
Archer lets out a deep chuckle from the back of his throat as he slides his fingers out of me. “Speechless already?” he asks.
I quiver with need, but I still hesitate.
He sits up and wraps his arms around me to hold me closer. I kiss him, drawn to his lips like a magnet. We guide our bodies together. I nearly melt as he angles his cock toward my slit.
I can’t do this.
I have to stop before it goes too far. Before I can’t turn back. There’s still time. There are still a few precious seconds left for me to do what I came here to do.
He buries his face in my neck, obscuring his closed eyes. I reach up with my right hand to slide one of my hair sticks free, feeling the razor-sharp edge scratch along my scalp.
A metal bracelet clicks in place around my left wrist.
I tug away but Archer’s grip tightens. He entwines our handcuffed hands and looks up in time to see the pick lingering above his head.
A bolt of adrenaline fires through me. I flex, quickly aiming my weapon at his throat. He blocks me with his free hand and overpowers the stab with his brute strength.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asks.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Capturing you.”
“Like hell, you are.”
I try to pull off another stab, but his grip is far too tight. He refuses to release me and easily yanks me closer, spinning us both around to pin me to the mattress.
“Drop it,” he warns, holding me down.
I push upward but the stick just shakes between us. He’s far too strong for me to overpower him alone.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck—
“I said, drop it.”
He pries it from my grasp and tosses it to the floor.
I look at his exposed erection still pointing at me.
He notices and fear passes over his face. “Don’t you dare—”
I smash my knee into his groin. He instantly loses his balance and groans in pain as I shove him off me and reach for the second stick still poking out of my hair.
“No—”
Archer grabs at it before I can so I sink my teeth into his forearm.
