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The smooth movement of this fingers sends shivers down my spine.
I lick my lips, having trouble keeping my eyes on the screen, and drop my left hand on Archer’s knee for leverage.
There are red and green dots all over the Eastside on the screen. I didn’t realize there werethatmany cameras surveilling the Outcasts. But the info is hard to process because Archer’s fingers stroke the skin at the junction of my thighs, and I can feel myself leak like a freaking cat in heat.
“Eastside, the wild area,” Archer explains. “But you already know that, kitten.”
My lower belly clenches at the word. I love when he calls me that, though I’ll never admit it to him.
His fingers stroke along my center, just barely applying pressure and grazing my clit. I hold back a whimper. He does it again, and my legs instinctively open a little wider as I lean back into him.
This is torture, but so erotic that the map in front of me starts to blur.
“We take care of the Eastside even though it doesn’t look that way,” he says and plants a little kiss on my neck as his hand applies more pressure, sliding down my slit, then up.
I exhale heavily and close my eyes, my body simmering at his touch.
“You can’t see with your eyes closed, kitten,” Archer murmurs, his soft chuckle grazing my neck.
I open my eyes, but my brain is too mushy right now. My hand squeezes his knee as he keeps sliding his fingers up and down between my legs, the moisture so abundant that I’m afraid I’ll make a puddle on his office chair.
“Next, the Ashlands.” His hand dips between my legs, sliding back, and I gasp with a whimper that’s too obvious. “It’s an unknown territory.” There’s satisfaction in his drawl. “We don’t really pay attention to it, though we should. There are blind spots there.” His fingers bring the moisture all the way down, to my back entrance, and I clench my teeth, trying not to moan.
“Next.”
I shift the map to Port Mrei, the town up north. My hand grips the mouse tightly as I try to keep my composure while his fingers rub me so good that my body melts in the chair, my back pushing against his chest. I want to open my legs as wide as I can. And then I want him inside me.
“The town,” Archer says, his voice strained.
He is turned on, the bulge pressing into my lower back hard as iron. I shift my hand from his knee to his thigh, applying pressure, and feel him groan.
“The streets and the beach are the main focus.” His fingers slide up my slit. “The downtown has several cameras.” He rubs my clit, making me shudder in pleasure. “And last but not least—the docks and the port of entry.”
His two digits slide into my folds and inside me.
I bite back a moan.
“Did you understand the map, kitten?” he whispers, his fingers slowly thrusting inside me. The heel of his palm rubs against my clit, and I roll my hips, grinding myself onto it.
My body is boneless.
I close my eyes again.
This feels so good that I won’t last long.
I open my eyes and turn my head, bringing my lips an inch from Archer’s.
He licks into the seam of my mouth, teasing, then pulls back, smiling.
The sound of the desk phone ringing is so unexpected that I almost jump up. But Archer holds me in place, his fingers still inside me.
“Pass me the receiver,” he says.
I bend to pick it up as he still cups me between my legs.
His hand holding my panties aside lets go and grabs the receiver. “Yes,” he blurts into the phone and starts fucking me with his fingers as I sag against his chest.
“No, not right now,” he snaps into the phone as he pumps into me faster, deeper with every thrust, and I push against his palm, sliding lower in the chair.
