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A soft chuckle.
A harder thrust.
“Just a little longer, kitten. Fuck…”
And then Archer grunts so loudly that it sounds almost animal-like as a hot sensation fills me from the inside.
I would’ve laughed if I wasn’t on cloud nine or, to be more exact, somewhere over the moon. Spaced out. Floating. Lost. My body is weightless despite the slight soreness in that particular spot and then emptiness when Archer slides out of me and sags on top of me.
We are sweaty and breathing hard, wrapped around each other. I want to kiss him but can’t find the energy to move. Instead, Archer bathes me with slow lazy kisses—on my neck, face, and shoulders, as if he’s done something wrong and is apologizing.
And all I can do is lie there, reveling in his touch, feeling amazing and grateful. Is this heaven?
42
KAT
I’m splayedon the bed, staring at the ceiling, reconsidering everything I know about sex so far.
I can barely move, let alone walk when Archer asks me something about the bath then pads away. The sound of rushing water comes from the bathroom. After a while, he comes back.
“Come here.”
He leans on the bed, slides one arm under my things, another under my back, and picks me up like he has all the energy in the world while I just tilt my head onto his shoulder.
The giant tub in the bathroom looks like an ice cream with a big foamy peak over it.
“You need to rest,” he says and takes the two steps up to the tub, then lowers us both into the water, which is not too hot, just perfect. Everything is perfect. This guy is a dream, and I might be the luckiest girl alive.
I gather my hair and tie it in a messy bun on top of my head, my arms so heavy like every bone in my body was liquified.
Archer pulls me down into his arms, my back against his chest, and splashes warm water onto my arms as I tilt my head back to rest against his shoulder.
“It’s so nice,” I murmur.
For a while, it’s just that—silence, hands caressing each other, my fingers feeling the texture of his knees, raised on each side of me. His hands trail to my breasts, caressing them and playing with my nipples, his fingertips making them hard and my skin tingle with want.
“You are getting me all worked up again,” I say, too sleepy and lazy to react, though it’s erotic as hell.
“I just like your breasts. I can lick these puppies until you come, you know.”
A laugh escapes me. “I can’t come from you just doing that.” He doesn’t respond, and it gets me all confused. Wait… “I mean…” I turn my head to meet his smiling eyes.
“Got you curious, kitten? Curiosity killed the cat.”
“You mean, no tricks?”
“I didn’t say no tricks. I said I can make you come by kissing your tits. Correction, I can do that with only my mouth touching you. How about that?”
“You can’t.”
“Wanna bet?”
“Not tonight?” I plead.
“No, kitten. You are tired.”
“Yeah, I’m exhausted.”
