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He groans from somewhere deep in his throat seconds before his mouth crashes against mine, our tongues colliding, tangling together. I want so badly to wrap my arms around him, to dive my fingers into his silky locks and hold on for dear life, but I don’t want to stop touching him. I don’t want to pull my hand away and miss the heaviness of him in my palm. He feels too good there.
I don’t know what I expected to feel, touching Archer for the first time, but in all my craziest dreams I never would have pictured myself doing what I do next.
Breaking the kiss that leaves my lips swollen after only a few seconds, I slowly begin to lower myself to my knees in front of him. He stares down at me through thick lashes, his chest rising and falling in quick succession.
I slide my palms up his muscular thighs before finding the waistband of his athletic shorts, but before I can even attempt to drag them down, his hands settle on top of mine.
“You don’t have to.”
I damn near come undone with the way he looks down at me.
“I want to,” I tell him, and my God do I ever. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to do anything more. And for someone who’s never found much pleasure in performing oral sex, that’s saying something.
Without waiting for him to stop me a second time, I tug his shorts and boxers down in one quick pull, his arousal coming to rest directly in front of my face.
Taking him in my hand, I’m surprised by the softness of his flesh but also by the sheer size of him. Not that I have so much experience that I know how big or small someone should be. But I’m also not so inexperienced that I don’t realize an abnormally large one when I see it.
Swallowing hard, I lean in ever so slowly, letting my tongue taste the tip of him.
He groans again, watching me with a heated expression.
Feeling empowered by his response, I close my eyes and take his whole head into my mouth, sucking and nipping, tasting the evidence of his arousal on my tongue.
I dip deeper, testing out the length of him in my mouth.
When he groans this time, I move faster, using my hand to pump the base of him, only able to fit about half of his length before he’s hitting the back of my throat.
I move faster, suck harder, swirling my tongue around his shaft over and over again.
I don’t know how much time passes before his hands are around my wrists, halting my movements. All I know is that when he drags me to my feet, I’m disappointed because of how desperately I wanted to feel his release on my tongue.
“Archer...” I object, having my words silenced by a kiss so deep and rough, I forget what I was even going to say when he lets me resurface for air.
“If I let you keep going, I was going to come right here between these pretty pink lips,” he tells me, kissing me again.
“I wanted you to.” I almost whine.
“And I will. But right now, I want something else more.”
“And what’s that?”
When he steps into me, I take a step back and then another, until I feel his bed at the backs of my knees.
“I want to be inside of this.” His hand slides between my thighs, pressing firmly against my center. I have to fight back the moan of pleasure that builds in my throat as every pore in my body comes alive with desire.
“Archer... I—”
“I understand if you’re not ready.” He’s quick to cut me off.
I shake my head from side to side.
“I’m ready. I want you.”
“Are you on birth control?”
I nod, having been on it since I was fifteen to help with my bad periods.
My back hits the bed seconds later, my pants coming off so quickly the action damn near gives me whiplash.
