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His face twists. “Is that your version of dirty talk? Because I must say, it lacks… charisma.”
I lay my palms on his thick chest and watch the pleasure in his eyes as I move my pussy along his growing rod.
“Oh, I’m just getting started.”
Chapter 14
Lilah
“You know, I’ve heard that having an erection last longer than four hours is bad for you, but…” Archer stares at the ceiling, his chest working hard to fill his lungs. “I feel amazing.”
I roll over onto my side. The morning sun hits the covered windows on either side of us and I can finally make out the small details of his face. Thick cheekbones. Chiseled jawline. His tattered, blond hair has several dark strands buried inside. He really is quite handsome, but I’m not about to stroke his ego any more than I already have.
So far, this feels strange. Not the sex, obviously. That was great, but… there are far too many factors here to get comfortable. We’ve officially managed to spend the night without one of us trying to kill the other, but there’s no way this was meant to last.
“What are we doing, Archer?” I ask.
He rests his eyelids. “I believe the kids nowadays call it fucking.”
“Kids have always called it that.”
“Good to know bending you over will never go out of style.”
I fight my smile. “Archer, come on.”
He peeks at me. “You want to have this conversation now?”
“Yes.”
“Like… now now? I’m barely flaccid.”
I stare at him even harder.
“Okay, how about this?” he asks, shifting onto his side. “Let’s get dressed. I’ll drive us to the nearest backwoods diner for some coffee and pancakes and we’ll work it out.”
“Work it out?”
“Yes.”
“You’re a bounty hunter sent to catch me,” I note. “I’m an assassin sent to kill you.”
He nods. “Right.”
“And you think we can work it out?”
“No, I think we should stay here and keep fucking until I come sawdust.”
“You’ve run out of steam.” I laugh. “I can tell.”
His mouth sags and he quickly rolls on top of me. “Then, I’ll just have to recharge with my face between your thighs. How does that sound?”
I inhale. “I’m finding it hard to think of a counter-argument.”
He grins. “You’re right. Our bodies need sustenance, preferably in the form of coffee and pancakes now that I’ve mentioned it. That sounds delicious.”
My stomach twinges in agreement. “But you don’t drink coffee…”
“I might make an exception for you.”
