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Then his mouth claims mine. The sweep of his tongue and the burn of his beard make me weak-kneed, and I’m grateful for his strong grip on me.
I have to raise up on my toes to keep my mouth on his as I wiggle out of my suit, tugging the ribbon free. I push it off with Archer’s help, and I hear sand hiss and scatter on the slotted wooden floorboards under my bare feet. It feels good to be free of the tight suit. Clean water washes away the sand and salt, cleansing me. Archer’s tongue savors mine so deliberately that it takes me a moment to hear the flutter of wings and the caw beside me.
“We have company.” I grin against Archer’s mouth.
There’s no roof to this outdoor shower, only bamboo walls, which leads itself to invite wildlife in. There’s a red parrot which, I swear, has been following us this entire trip.
He perches on the bamboo ledge and cocks his head to look at us.
“Hello,” the parrot says and repeats, “Hello.”
“Flying nuisances,” Archer growls, his thumbs pressing harder on my hip. “I think I preferred pigeons.”
As if on cue, the parrot makes a rumbling sound, like a growl. “Good girl,” it coos. “Oh, God. Good girl, good girl.”
I can’t help the laughter that bubbles up. Archer cups my face and presses his thumb into my mouth, and I catch it between my teeth.
“Let’s see what else we can teach it,” he murmurs, and the dark promise in his voice sends a flutter low in my belly.
“I’m pretty sure that’s animal abuse,” I whisper.
He growls, “The only thing I’m going to abuse is your cunt.”
That takes the breath from my lungs.
“Spread your legs,” he says, and I do.
My heart pounds in my chest as he traces his fingertips ever so lightly up the soft skin of my inner thigh.
We’ve spent so much of our trip exploring each other. I’ve found all the ways to make him weak, and he’s found all of mine. This is one of them. I’m shivering—not for fear, but for anticipation. I know what comes next.
Those dark brown eyes lock on mine. “Do you want me to slap your pussy?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whine.
He snaps his palm between my legs. His hand claps against my most sensitive skin, and I yelp. Instinctively, my legs try to close to protect myself, but he nudges his foot against mine and pins my thighs open with his free hand.
“Did that hurt?” he asks.
I nod. My throat is so tight with want, I can’t get the words out.
He smacks me again between the legs. This time, I don’t scream, but I suck in a quick breath. This time, I moan.
The initial stinging pain dissolves into a warm heat. I feel my nether lips go puffy and swell.
“How about that?” Archer asks.
“What?” My mind is a blank slate.
“Did it hurt?”
“Oh. Yes.” But the real pain is inside of me—this deep ache that needs to be filled.
Archer nuzzles his nose briefly against mine. I’m hypnotized like this, and I lean into his strength.
“Poor girl,” he whispers to me. “Should I kiss it better?”
My mouth goes completely dry at the thought. “Please.”
