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Archer
The sand is wet and cold under my bare feet, which is the polar opposite of our joined upper bodies, that seem to radiate lust-filled heat. Her hands roam up my sides and grip hard onto my shoulders. Her fingertips run through my hair, pulling at the thin line of self-control I have at the moment.
“If you’re not careful, I’m going to fuck you on this beach.” My threat only excites her, and she pulls me to her mouth.
Heat floods my senses and lights me instantly. I growl into her mouth as I deepen the kiss. A delicious moan vibrates from her in response, which sends shock waves of need to my straining cock. When she shamelessly hikes her leg up to my hip, I take her luscious ass and haul her up my body, ready to claim her. She pulls me impossibly closer, fusing herself to me with every limb, and my badass queen fights me for dominance of the kiss. We’re both alpha personalities by nature, so I pull back, not allowing her to win, and love the pout on her face. It quickly relaxes as a sigh of ecstasy leaves her mouth when I pull her across my hard ridge. My lips find her skin, and I take my time tasting her. Pressing my lips to the slope of her jaw, I trail kisses to the soft spot behind her neck where I now know she loves to be kissed. Her head rolls back in a moan, giving me more room to roam her flesh.
I hold her tight and start walking us to the calm ocean water while nibbling her neck and collarbone with my teeth.
“Wait!” she yells, surprising me. I instantly stop and look at her frozen face, waiting for her command.
“We can’t get my hair wet,” she says, and I take a deep breath, letting myself relax.
“Do you want to go inside, baby?” I say, kissing her cheek, prepared to tell my dick to calm down if she’s changed her mind, but she shakes her head. Waves of blue fall around her shoulders, framing her gorgeous face. The moon’s reflection off the water is the only thing lighting our surroundings, but I’m so damn grateful it’s enough to see her radiating beauty. The sight of her wanting me will forever be my favorite look on her face.
Without missing a beat, she arches her back, and with me holding her steady, she pulls a hair tie from around her wrist and pulls all the blue into a bun on top of her head.
“A crown for my mermaid queen.” I didn’t mean to say it out loud, but it makes her smile. Her eyes are questioning, but she doesn’t speak, and I don’t answer. I’ve never been the man who didn’t know what to say. I was the one with all the answers, but right now, looking at a woman who constantly challenges me, makes me want to be more like her; better, free. I have no idea what to say, so I don’t say anything.
I don’t utter a word. A single word has been known to destroy countries and ruin lives, no. I remind myself to keep this simple. A simple contract with a life-changing clause written on a napkin. One I will indulge in until the day she says she’s done. Until then, I still have a chance.
She rights herself in my arms and hugs me close, holding on as I walk us into the water. The water is a cold rush against my feet and legs, and I plow in, careful not to drop such precious cargo. Her hot lips kiss my neck, and I growl into the night sky when her teeth bite down hard on my shoulder. My animal sounds always get her excited, and this time is no different. Her legs are locked tight, but her hips are rocking against me. I stop when the water reaches my hips and take her mouth. My fingers find her bra and take no time tugging the clasp apart. Willow grabs the garment and tosses it in the water next to us. The waves splash up her chest, and her tits glisten with drops of water resting on them—her dark areola like a beacon calling to me. I stand there breathless, staring until she drops her hand down my sweatpants, lifting herself slightly to grab hold of my aching cock. My jaw tightens at the contact, her stroking hand elicits animalistic noises from my throat, and her smile beams at my pleasure. That look alone is almost enough to make me blow my load, but I’m far from done with her.
Taking control back, I use one hand to push my pants down my leg. We’re on a private strip of beach I’ve owned for years, but part of me still worries about anyone else seeing her but me. Her teeth bite and pull my lip, and I snap. The painful pleasure sets me off the same way the spot on her neck gets her.
I roughly pull her hair and take her mouth possessively, pushing my tongue into her mouth. My mouth, mine, I think, but only growl and tear at the last strip of clothing keeping us apart. The small fabric of her panties breaks away easily, and I swallow her moan, loving that I’m the man who undoes such a spit-fire woman.
“Fuck me Baby-face, right here, for everyone to see.” Her smile is wicked, but her words stop me at her entrance.
I make no effort to hide my scowl, which she laughs at. She tries to reposition herself so she can take me, but I can’t do it. I don’t want to share. Call me fucking selfish.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, looking at me.
“You’re mine. No one sees you but me.” The words are loaded with vulnerability and a conversation we still haven’t had, but I turn us back to shore and start waddling back, working my pants all the way down and off, leaving it for the fishes, or more likely my cleaners, when they wash up with her lingerie.
She’s become quiet, which is very un-Willow-like. The woman always has an opinion, so when I reach dry sand, I hold her tighter, not letting her down. I put my mouth to her ear and keep moving up the beach to my house.
“I’m going to fuck you, baby. Worship your body softly, making you come in my mouth, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to leave my bed tomorrow.”
A lust-filled moan leaves her, and she sucks my earlobe into her mouth instead of replying. Lucky for me, she doesn’t need an explanation right now. I swear to myself I’ll tell her everything. Tell her I’m falling in love with her. Ask her if she’ll have me, but her greedy mouth steals my words.
I push through the back door, and we’ve reached the end of our patience. Her naked body against mine has me hard as steel, and I plant her luscious ass on the kitchen table, not wasting another minute away from her perfect pussy. My mouth finds her lips first, and I keep my promise, pushing her back, so she’s laid out across my table like a feast. The gleam in her eyes as she watches me descend her beautiful body spurs me on, and I slowly nip at the edges of her breasts, catching a nipple in my mouth. Her back arches off the table as her head falls back in pleasure. I take her other breast in my hand, kneading, while I lick around her areola. The sounds she makes echo around me. I drag the width of my tongue to her other peak and pinch the wet nipple I just left. She yells my name, followed by profanities that make my aching cock that much harder. My mouth moves lower to her navel, where I tease her. Circling my tongue around and around as she begs me for more.
“Please. Please, Archie! I need you!”
God, if she only knew how much I need her. Finally, feeling too overwhelmed with the thought, I lick the tip of her slit right above her clit in another tease. She screams for me. Gripping my hair in her hands, she tries to position me where she needs release, but I fight her, sucking her fold hard into my mouth, devilishly delighting in her screams. I do the same to the opposite fold before finally licking her from bottom to top, where I stay, playing with her clit. She bucks beneath my mouth, screaming my name.
“Yes, fuck yes! So good, baby, yes! Archie!”
God, my name on her lips never gets old. She’s right on the edge, I can feel it in the way she pulls my hair tighter, but I don’t let her off. Not yet, so I stand and take myself in my hand, stroking a few times while she watches me in awe. From my abrupt stop, or from the view, I’m not sure.
“Tell me what you want,” I demand as she bites her lip, watching me.
“I want you,” she says breathlessly.
“You gotta be more specific.”
“I want you to put that magical cock of yours in my pussy and fulfill those promises.”
