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I reach out and help Livie’s grandmother up, steadying her with my arm. “Oh my! I haven’t felt such strong muscles since your Grandpa Joe was a young man, Livie.”
Grandma Anne grins at me as Livie just shakes her head. I help her to her room where she tells us goodnight before closing her door with a wink.
When we make it back into the living room Livie heads for the thermostat to turn it down. Just as she’s reaching for it, I hear Grandma Anne’s door open and her voice call out again. “Olivia, don’t you turn my thermostat down! It’s colder than a witch’s titty in here already!”
Livie freezes in place as my shoulders start to shake from laughter.
“Grandma Anne!”
“What?” she calls out innocently. “Night night, kids.”
Chapter 5
Livie
I’m mortified by my grandmother’s behavior. “Archer, please excuse my grandmother. I don’t know why she does that other than to purposefully shock me.”
He smiles at me and pats my leg, sending a thrill straight between my legs when he doesn’t remove it. “I love it. She’s hilarious. Really.”
I blow out a breath. “Well, thanks for being understanding.”
“No, she’s great really.” He turns to look me in the eyes. “And so is her granddaughter.”
All of a sudden the air between us feels different. It crackles with anticipation as he leans in, wrapping his other hand behind my neck before pulling me to him.
When our lips finally meet a surge of electricity courses through me. In that moment, the world outside ceases to exist. It’s only the two of us. Nothing else matters. I’ve never felt such a pull before. I’ve never felt anything like this.
His tongue parts my lips and sweeps into my mouth. I feel a pulsing sensation between my legs as his tongue explores my mouth while his hand slips under my sweater. I moan when he squeezes my breast, and I’m breathless and craving more when he pulls back.
His eyes are focused on mine. “Are you alright? Is this okay?”
I nod. “Yes, this is good. I just, I need you to know something.” I turn away, feeling the color rise in my cheeks once again.
“What is it?” His kind eyes make it easy to continue as his fingers stroke the back of my neck.
“I might need to take it slower than you are used to, if that’s okay. I haven’t actually been with anyone before, if you know what I mean.”
I glance at him, wondering if he’ll be disappointed. Expecting him to be disappointed. Imagine my surprise when he grins. “I assumed as much from your story about your boyfriend. And if and when we get to that point, I’ll consider myself the luckiest man alive.”
Releasing a breath I didn’t know I was holding, I relax against him. Then I reach out and trace the buttons of his shirt before sliding my hand up under it to feel the hard, smooth skin of his abs and chest.
Our kiss resumes, and before I know it I’m on my back on the sofa with Archer on top of me. Although we are fully clothed, I can feel the hard length of him pressed between my legs. And I can’t help but rock my hips, desperate for more friction, more pressure, anything to relieve the growing tension that’s been building inside me.
He rises on his knees, gripping the hem of my sweater before pulling it over my head. He unbuttons his shirt and tosses it on the floor next to my sweater before leaning down, eyes locked on mine. I’ve never felt so protected and so wanted at the same time.
He moves to kiss my chest. I arch up against him, biting my lip to stop from moaning when he takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks on it before giving it a soft bite. Again I rock my hips, needing more. So much more.
Archer must sense my need, because he unbuttons my jeans and slides the zipper down before slipping his fingers under my panties. He covers my mouth with his as he slides a finger inside me, finding me wet with need.
He thrusts it in and out as he kisses my cheek, his lips against my ear as his warm breath sends a shiver down my spine. “You are so fucking tight, baby. So wet and tight for me.”
I’m not embarrassed by his words. If anything I’m emboldened. I rock against his hand, matching his rhythm. “That’s a good girl, Livie. You are such a good girl letting me fuck your tight pussy with my finger. Now be a really good girl and come on my hand, baby.”
I’ve never had anyone speak to me like that. I never thought anyone would. I don’t know what I expected, but I can’t believe how much that turns me on. I can’t help but do what he says, his words and his hand pushing me into oblivion until my toes curl and my knees shake. He covers my mouth again with his, swallowing my cries as my pussy clenches against his finger.
Stars dance across my vision until the clenching ceases. Then Archer slips his hand from between my legs and I watch wide-eyed as he licks the finger that was inside me. “You’re delicious, baby. The most amazing thing I’ve ever tasted. I can’t wait to make you come on my face.”
Then he leans down and kisses me again, and I taste my arousal on his lips. I can’t believe how easily I’m willing to do anything this man tells me. If he wanted to have sex right now I don’t think I would say no. But he respects what I said earlier and sits up, pulling me up at the same time before reaching for our tops.
