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Archer laughs through his nose. “Are there many options?”
I raise my brows.
“My girlfriend’s favorite food.”
Oh.
My.
God.
My jaw drops in shock.
“Thai food, of course,” Archer says proudly.
I make a squeaking sound because I’ve never gotten presents from guys before, and definitely not a freaking restaurant.
“A chef and several guys who worked street food stalls in Bangkok are moving to Zion.”
I want to melt onto the floor and orgasm while he tells me more.
“So you’ll have an entire crew who can make a menu of anything you want. And if you want to splash green curry around like you did last time”—his eyebrow cocks, reminding me of that failed date—“we can go real wild.”
The desire to jump him and kiss the hell out of him is so strong that I have to restrain myself when I get off the desk and start taking slow steps toward him. “Thank you,” I say coyly.
“Come here and kiss me,” Archer orders softly.
I sashay around the desk and lean with my hands on his thighs.
He leans over for a kiss, but I pull away. He frowns. I smile.
“On the lips?” I tease him. “Or…”
There’s a tell when Archer is horny—when his thigh muscles tighten just barely noticeably under my palms.
There’s a tell when he’s amused—his chest shakes a tiny bit with a suppressed chuckle.
I’ll know all his tells soon.
Right now, my boyfriend is gonna get the royal treatment. From his queen, obviously.
“Your lips are your best part, wild thing,” he murmurs when I kiss him softly, teasing the seam of his mouth with my tongue.
“Yeah? What’s yours?”
“Down there.” He catches my lower lip between his lips and sucks on it.
“Corlo, shut the blinds, lock the door,” I say loudly, push Archer’s legs wider apart, and go down on my knees.
I unzip his jeans and push them down, reeling in his eagerness when he helps me.
When Archer used to be cocky, he acted like he was doing a favor, offering his body. Now that he is comfortable with me, he’s so eager to play, it’s empowering.
I pull his cock out like I’m unwrapping a present, teasing him with the slowness. Then do my favorite thing—make love to his beautiful erection, licking its length, stroking his bare hips, squeezing his balls the way he likes it, motivated by the quiet grunts and sighs that escape him as his hands sift through my hair.
He lifts his hips off the chair, wanting to push into my mouth, and I suck on his tip, then take as much of him into my mouth as I can. I’m gonna make it so good for him. I’m gonna suck him until he begs for release. I’m gonna—
He explodes into my mouth so suddenly that I jerk in surprise but don’t let go until I lick him clean, his grunts quieting, and he throws his head back onto the chair with a heavy exhale, closing his eyes.
