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Slowly, she shakes her head and whispers, “No.”

I grin and huskily reply, “Well, today is your lucky day.”

I hold her gaze as I slide my hands up her legs. Today she is wearing a skirt. That will make my task much easier. Her thighs are warm beneath my fingertips. Slowly, I push the hem of her skirt up until her panties come into view. “Let’s just get these out of the way.”

I lift her hips and hook my fingers into the elastic waist. The scrap of fabric slides down. I pull it off her ankles and shove it into my pocket for safekeeping.

“Now, let’s see what we have going on here, hmmm?” I part her knees and slide my hands up her inner thighs. I watch as she swallows hard. I bunch her skirt up around her waist, baring her pussy to my view. I slide her legs apart even more, pleased to see her clit pulsating with desire. Her wetness glistens. I lick my lips and bend forward.

At the first lick of her slit, her body arches. She buries her hands in my hair. I look up and remove them. I place them at her sides.

“Keep them there,” I order.

Her eyes are smoky with desire as she peers down at me.

I bend to lick her slit once more and a surge of electricity moves to my cock. I’m hard and pulsing. But this is not the occasion for that. I draw her pulsing clit between my lips and she whimpers.

“Archer,” she moans, obediently, balling her hands into fists but keeping them at her sides. Good girl. As a reward for both of us, I spend a few minutes just savoring her.

“You’re so fucking sweet,” I rumble. Her nectar lingers on my tongue as I slowly lick her up and down. Her soft moans of pleasure above me are like music to my ears. I reach up and cup the mounds of her breasts, finding her stiff little nipples through the fabric. I pinch them slightly as she presses her pussy into my face. I suck her clit hard, pleased when she bucks and arches. She attempts to pull away but I follow, pushing my face deep into her sweetness.

“Archer!”

I laugh, knowing the vibrations will carry through on my tongue. I squeeze her breasts as I feel her juices begin to flow. She sobs out as the intensity of her climax washes over her. One thing that is great about youth is her responsiveness to my touch. I sit back on my heels and look at her. There is a sheen of perspiration on her forehead as she bites her lips. I have an image of her lying naked on my bed, her body on full display for my eyes only. Maybe another time. But for now, I’m only getting started.

I reach out a finger and stroke her, pleased to see her pussy jump at my touch.

“That was just the appetizer, love.”

I lean forward again. This time, I pull her hips to the edge of the couch and drape her thighs over my shoulders. I place my forefinger and middle finger at the bottom of her slit and slowly stroke upward. I lean in and lick her swollen clit as I insert my fingers. Her walls immediately grip my fingers. I place my free hand beneath her ass urging her to rock into my touch. I zero in on three things: my hand, my fingers, and my mouth. My cock throbs almost painfully, but I can wait. This moment is about her. I double my efforts as she whimpers.

“Right there. Ooooh. That feels so good. So good,” she moans.

I curve my fingers up to rub against that special bundle of nerves. Without warning, she grabs my head.

“Shit!”

I press hard as I suck her clit. She dissolves into a series of bucks and jerks, and I’m rewarded with a rich helping of her sweet cream. I breathe deeply, allowing my hot breath to caress her delicate parts. Slowly, I withdraw my fingers. Then lean back. Her head is thrown back and her mouth is open as she struggles to breathe.

I lean forward and place a gentle kiss on her pussy.

“Let’s get you home.”

Her eyes fly open. “B-But aren’t you—don’t you want to—”

“More than anything. I could drive a few nails with this thing right now. But not tonight. Tonight was for you.”

I kiss her pussy and clit before reluctantly sliding her thighs off my shoulders. I stand. Instantly, her eyes go to my pants and the imprint of my erect cock as it presses and strains against the zipper. Her cheeks color and I smile and pull her to her feet. She sways slightly and I pull her against me, pressing into her stomach.

“Don’t ever doubt how much I want you, Sidney.”

I kiss the top of her head before stepping back. “Let’s get you home.”

Chapter nine

Sidney

Idustthewindow,sliding the cloth a little too hard along the ledge, grumbling under my breath. I have been in a funk for days. And I know what it is – Archer. Ever since that evening weeks ago, when I had gone back to the office and we had crossed that line, it has been a slippery slope, and boy, am I sliding! Archer and I cannot keep our hands off each other. I push the thoughts of him away, especially in light of how I’m about to defy his orders.

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