Page 100 of Dirty Princess


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The knife touching my leg…

“Turn it around,” I groan. “Turn the fucking knife around, Archer!”

I can’t believe what I’m saying.

Archer listens to me.

Now the sharp blade is against my skin.

The moment instantly climaxes throughout my body.

I thrust myself forward and have to bite my hand again because all I want to do is scream Archer’s name for the world to hear.

I come.

My body shakes.

Archer’s tongue doesn’t waver for a moment.

He keeps flicking, thrusting, torturing me.

His left hand digs against my right ass cheek.

His fingertips grazeelsewhereand I feel myself throbbing everywhere.

Then he stands up.

Calm and casual.

He puts his forehead against mine as I’m panting and gasping for a breath.

He exhales a long breath, leaving the scent of my own body engulfing my nose.

I shiver again.

And with that… Archer walks away.

Knife in hand.

He vanishes into the night.

I slowly look down and see a very faint red mark at my inner thigh.

I bite my bottom lip as my insides pulse once more.

I swear on my life I feel like I’m coming again.

I shut my eyes and begin to catch my breath.

Then I find some words I could have said to Archer if he still stood there.

Hey, Archer, did you find that envelope down there?

Chapter 25

Fall began to ease its way across the campus.

Being kind of in the mountains or whatever made it so the leaves changed earlier.

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