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Archer lets go, takes me by my shoulders, and gently tilts my head under the stream, washing off the shampoo, my body heavy from his soothing touch. When we’re finished, he leads me out and starts drying me with a towel.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“Fine.”
“I’m serious, Kat.”
“Well, now that you are serious, I think I feel great, actually.”
“Hungry?”
“Seriously?”
I stare at him as he gets on his knees and wipes my legs. This is the sexiest thing I’ve seen. His face is on the level with my bare pussy, and his expression is too indifferent when he dries my legs, then slides the towel up to my junction.
“I will be hungry if we play around,” I tease him.
I’m wet. Really freaking wet.
A smile tugs at his lips as he gets up and rubs the towel between my legs as he stares at me.
“That towel won’t help,” I breathe out, wanting to jump him.
“Just want to make sure you are—”
“Fuckable?”
He cocks a brow. “What I have in mind will take a lot of energy.”
“If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll choke you out, and you’ll wake up with your cock in my pussy. Does that sound like a lack of energy?”
“Tempting. But save that script for another time.”
He wraps the towel around me, letting me hold it, then warps one around his waist and leads me out and into the open-concept kitchen in the main lounge.
He takes his time making hot tea for me, throwing mysterious glances at me now and then as he searches the cupboards for a cup and sugar.
I sit at the kitchen island and brood. Any other time, we would’ve been all over each other by now, in fact, on the second round already. Maybe, he’s punishing me.
Archer doesn’t say much as he brings a cup of hot tea to me, sits down, and watches me drink it, studying me like he’s trying to figure something out.
I do feel much better after drinking it. My hair is drying, turning into a curly mess. There’s no arrogance in Archer’s gaze, but there is want and something else that I can’t figure out. Caution? What exactly does he want?
“I want you to let go tonight. With me. All the way,” he says quietly.
All the wayconfuses me.
“I need you to forget that you constantly have to be in charge and aware of what you’re doing.”
My brain screams to resist because he shouldn’t get what he wants as a way of punishing me. But my pussy whispers, “Why not?” And that’s it, I’m dizzy with curiosity. He wants to do the upside-down thing? I’m in.Whatever you want.Sure.
He shifts, trying to read me—I know him so well.
“Let me fuck you the way I’ve wanted for the longest time,” he says so calmly that it scares me just a little bit. “You can’t handle it—you let me know. You tell me to stop, we stop. Trust is important.”
“And you know what it is?”
“If you want, you’ll have your turn with me whenever you wish. Tonight is my night.”
