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“Yup. Text me.” I inch closer to the door, closer, so the rustle of clothes is audible. “I’m hanging up now. Tell Moo we love and miss her, too.”
“Wait. We still have a minute and a half! She said three. You said two. It’s only been thirty seconds.”
I nudge the door open, an inch at a time. Or well, that was my plan, at least. To catch her unaware. To see her when she thinks no one is watching. But I find her laid out on a luxurious, king-size bed, her top dangling from the sconce on the wall, and her panties straddling her ankles.
Her eyes bore into mine, her lips plump from the abuse of her teeth.
Best of all, one hand clutches at the bedspread, the expensive fabric balled in her fist. While the other, her fingers, slide inside her pussy and leave me breathless.
“Archer?” Fletch calls from somewhere far, far away. “Malone? You still there?”
She groans, her chest rising and her lungs filling as she plays with herself. Her bare breasts beckon me. The perfect, round globes with delicious, pink nipples I can’t go a day withouttasting. Her legs are long and lean, her thighs strong enough to straddle me and hold on any day of the week.
“Archer?” Her voice is husky. Rough and drawn out. “Hang up.”
“Yep.” I tug the phone from my ear and kill the call, then I toss the device and start into the room before the phone even hits the floor. I kick the door shut and take my cock in my palm, all in a matter of seconds. “You’re needy for me, Mayet?” I shove my jeans down and pull the lace on my boots so I can walk out of them. “Nice and wet already?”
“I was teasing at first.” A sweet, sexy gasp rolls along her throat and out to touch her lips. “I was just trying to torment you. But now?—”
“But now,” I kick my shoes off and crawl onto the bed, burying my tongue in her pussy the way a starving man attacks his first meal. “Now youneedme.”
“Yes.” Her toes curl against the covers, her thighs hugging my shoulders and attempting to crush me close. She’s strong. But she’s not that strong. “I was playing, but then it kinda got away on me.”
“That’s what happens when you play with fire.” I pull back just far enough to allow her room to move, then I grab her ankles and twist until she flips to her belly, her ass straight up in the air and her face buried in the pillows.
My breath comes too fast. Too shallow. But I’m gifted with the perfect view, all mine for the taking. Her body already primed and ready for me to exploit.
“How close are you, Minnnka?” I fist my cock and slide my hand just once. That’s all I need to have my sanity rocking on a dangerous ledge. “How much do you want this?”
“Please.” She wriggles and attempts to push back. But I hold her with one hand. My palm on her hip and my fingers wrapped around her hipbone to keep her exactly where I want her.
“Will you beg me for it?”
“Yes.” She reaches back, contorting her body and folding at the side until she can take my shaft in her hand and drag me closer. A yelp of unfettered desperation jumps along my throat and steals the oxygen from my lungs. “Please fuck me, Archer.” She sets the tip of my cock at her fiery pussy, sliding me in until we’re joined with just a single inch. “Fuck me until it hurts.”
Pleasure burns in my veins. Her offer, one I would rather die than deny.
But I don’t get a chance to walk away—not that I could ever summon the strength to do so anyway—because she drives backward and slams herself over my cock, swallowing me whole until my nuts prepare to unload.
“Oh god!” She cries out. Too loud. Too conspicuous. “Archer!”
Hunger sizzles in my blood, stealing common courtesy and kindness from me, and instead driving me toward completion.
Fuck her. Seed her. Take from her until there’s nothing left to give.
I slap one hand over her mouth to silence her cries of pleasure and pain, and I wrap the other around her hair, yanking her back until her spine arches and her pussy changes angle, squeezing me tighter and robbing me of not only my free will?—
But my fucking soul, too.
“You make those sounds only for me, Minnnnka.” I charge forward, filling her up until she squeaks in pain. “I already have to share so much in my life. But not these.” Sliding back, I line us up and slam deep inside her again. “Not you. I won’t share you when we’re on our honeymoon.”
“Archer!”
“No fucking chance.” I yank her back again until we collide with a boom. Her choked breath. Her sweating body. Heralready swollen pussy. Her release dripping between us both. “Never gonna share you, Mayet.”
MINKA
Five hours feels like mere minutes when you’re flying in a jet and lounging naked on a bed made for royalty. When you’re served alcohol and a steak lunch, complete with baked potatoes and steamed vegetables.
