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Always a considerate partner. In almost all areas.
I let my hands roam his defined body. Hard pecs down to rippled abs. His erection jutted toward me, and I curled my fingers around him.
He watched, his face cut with intensity, as if he were taking mental pictures. I was doing the same.
I kissed the round mole at the joint of his shoulder. Then the tan line close to his collarbone and another on his hard pec. Pushing my fingertips against his chest, I rolled him onto his back. “I want to explore you.”
He held his arms away. “Yes, ma’am.”
I trailed kisses down his chest. My hair swept over his skin, down his abs, as I made my way to his erection.
He had a beautiful body everywhere. The light was still on. I could be intimidated, but I wasn’t. I called my body type rangy, but the way he let me roam, the subtle vibrations under his skin as if the exertion he spent to keep from attacking me made him shake, suffused me with wanton confidence.
I wrapped my fingers around him once again. His cock twitched under my palm, and I gave one pump. Two. That earned a groan from him, and he rolled his hips into my touch.
I lightly pressed a kiss to his tip before I trailed my tongue along his heated flesh.
“Fuck, Delaney. You’re killin’ me.”
I took him into my mouth and hummed. The next groan from him was deeper, more guttural.
I should’ve done this before now. I’d had three fucking weeks to taste this man as much as I wanted to, but I’d abstained.
What the hell for?
I pulled back and took him in again. Another groan, another roll of his hips. One of his hands buried into my hair, twisting in the strands.
I kicked up the pace, but after a few times, he gently tugged my head away. I released him with a pop. My body was on fire, and I wanted nothing more than to drive him wild. But he flipped me over and draped my legs over his shoulders.
He looked at me from between my thighs, his dark eyes hooded, promise smoldering in those brown irises. “Sorry, I couldn’t wait.”
I couldn’t get a word out before he dipped his head. With one lick, I bowed off the bed. This wasn’t like what he did during the camping trip. Now, he took his time. He licked, then backed off. He sucked me into his mouth, then retreated. I was writhing and fisting my hands in the sheets, gasping his name, but it didn’t matter.
He played with me. I was his toy, and I was powerless against him. He had spun me around and opened me up like I was a rag doll. And I loved it. God, I couldn’t get enough of this man, and tonight was all we had together.
“Archer.” I bucked against him, losing the rhythm out of pure desperation to get a release.
Finally, he let me go. I squeezed my eyes shut, and my back came off the sheet. The explosion wasn’t a body slam; it rolled over me, encompassing me in a cocoon of ecstasy and warmth and passion. I hung in the cloud for a few blissful beats before I drifted down like a feather in the breeze.
I opened my eyes and blinked back tears.
“Hey.” Archer peppered my body with leisurely kisses as he crawled up and lay even with me. “What’s wrong?”
“That was just really beautiful.” I swiped the back of my wrist across my eyes. I hated being fucking sappy.
“Because you’re really beautiful.” He ran a hand up my thigh, hitching it higher until he could place his erection at my entrance. “You’re everything.”
I might’ve broken down, but he pushed inside, and I was transported to a place where I felt good from head to toe, inside and out. We fell into a steady rhythm. The same tension from before quivered under his skin, but he patiently stroked me toward another peak.
“Archer,” I gasped. “I don’t want this to end.” When I came, he’d come, and then it’d be done. He’d need sleep to drive all day tomorrow, and I’d have to go home. Just because it was easier than staying.
His response was to kiss me. The distraction was what I needed. Energy swirled through my body, gaining in strength and size until I shattered again, only this time it wasn’t just me. We came together, his body bunching and tightening over me.
He broke the kiss and buried his head in the crook of my neck as he rocked through the rest of his release. I hugged him with everything I had as tears leaked out.
When he withdrew, he didn’t get out of bed. He maneuvered us between the covers and tucked me into his side.
If I wasn’t home for chores, Ma would understand. She’d figure out where I was.
His arms around me, I drifted off, sleeping harder than I would’ve had I spent the night alone. I didn’t know what time it was when a soft kiss pressed into my hair.
I might’ve imagined the words “don’t give up on us” before I woke up to the sun trying to break through the crooked mini blinds. I was alone in bed, and his things were gone.
I finally let myself cry.
