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I’ve been so stupid. How could I have believed, even for a second, that Archer Toban wanted a relationship with me? He’s slept with most of the girls in his year; why would I be any different?
Archer sighs and rests his head against my chest. When he looks at me again, he seems exhausted. ‘You liked it, didn’t you? Losing your virginity? It was special, wasn’t it?’
It was. It was burning and yearning and two bodies colliding and aligning with the stars. At least, I thought it was. I was wrong. I’d been wrong this whole time.
He watches me as he slowly eases into me.
I push against his chest again. ‘Archer, I can’t…’ But my voice fades into a moan as he pulls out and fills me again.
He sits to the hilt, and he doesn’t move. I throb around him until it becomes too much.
I rub my clit—but he grabs both my hands and pins them above me.
A thrill goes through me. I move my hips just a fraction.
He leans down and growls into my ear, ‘Did I say you could move?’
I can’t help it; I giggle—but it’s the dangerous flare in his eyes that silences me.
He flips me over onto my stomach and presses my face into the bed. He nudges my legs open with his knees, and he thrusts into me,hard.
I cry out, and this time he doesn’t shush me. He lets me moan and whimper into his bed as he plunges into me, again and again and again, hard and fast and deep. His balls slap against me, and I’m so wet for him; I squelch with every thrust. I grab a pillow and shove my face into it to muffle my screams.
One hand still presses my head down; the other squeezes my arse.
I glance over my shoulder, and it nearly undoes me.
His eyes are rapt on me as he pounds into me, and his mouth is parted slightly. Suddenly he draws in a sharp breath and tips his head back. His eyes roll back to the whites—
‘Fuuuck.’
He slams into me, and his cock swells as he spills. Warmth runs down my inner thighs. He soaks me.
‘Archer,’ I gasp.
‘Yes, love.’ He’s breathless.
‘I need to cum.’
I pull away from him and flip onto my back, bearing myself to him. In a frenzy I massage myself—
He seizes my wrists and pins them to my sides. ‘Did I say you could do that?’ He grins fiendishly. ‘Save yourself for tomorrow.’
Tomorrow.
Because he’ll keep me coming back to him for however long he wants me to.
And I realise I’m okay with that.
After we clean ourselves up, he grabs his keys and we make our way to his car, but as we pass through the kitchen, Archer freezes.
A woman sits at the kitchen island. She has blonde hair, the exact colour of Archer’s, but hers is long and straight. And her eyes, too, are his, but hers are warm and full of joy when they land on him. She wears a pink blouse that completely washes out her complexion, but I don’t tell her that.
I don’t say anything as she sets her phone down and stands.
‘Archer,’ she says. ‘Is Demi here?’
‘Mum,’ he says curtly. ‘What’re you doing here?’
