Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
He’s single.
I’m single.
We have needs, and I hope that we’re both about to have those needs fulfilled.
“You mentioned something about your tongue.”
“Right.” He smacks my ass and lifts me over his shoulder fireman style and marches me down the hall. He pushes open a bedroom door and tosses me gently on the bed. “I need you naked, Firecracker.” He reaches over and turns on the bedside lamp.
“What about you?”
He tilts his head to the side. “I’ll race you.”
I slide off the bed and stand toe-to-toe with him. “What do I get if I win?”
“What do you want?” he asks, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“This.” Reaching out, I palm his cock through his jeans.
“And if I win?” he asks, his voice strained.
“What do you want?” I fire back at him.
He hooks a hand around my waist, pulling me close. He proceeds to slide his hand under my long-sleeve T-shirt and beneath my leggings. “This,” he says huskily. He traces his fingers gently over my clit. It’s a feather-soft caress, but the simple act still has me burning with desire.
“Okay.”
“Okay.” He nods. “On the count of three.” He kisses one corner of my mouth. “One,” he whispers. He moves to the other side of my mouth. “Two.”
Before he can say three, I grip the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head.
“You’re cheating,” he says, quickly doing the same. We race to strip out of our clothes. I’m breathing heavily because, dammit, I want to win. My mouth is watering, thinking of taking him into my mouth.
“Done,” we say at the same time.
He stares at me, eyes not blinking. I shift under his gaze when a smirk slants his lips. He moves to lie on the bed and motions for me to come to him. “Come here.” His voice is soft, almost as if he was talking to a child, but I take no offense. It’s sexy and endearing.
“You got me here.” I place one leg on the bed and then the other, facing him as I sit back on my knees. “Now what are you going to do with me?”
“Turn to face the foot of the bed.”
I do as he says, my heart thumping erratically in my chest.
“Now I need you to scoot back.”
Again, I do as I’m told.
“Straddle my hips.”
I turn to look at him over my shoulder. “Like this? Facing your feet?” He nods, and I don’t know where he’s going with this, but I do as he asks. Once I’m straddling him, he grips my hips and pulls me backward. I shriek in surprise. “Archer!”
“Lean over.”
That’s when it hits me where he’s going with this. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this sooner. I guess I was so focused on his instructions, the sound of his deep rumbling voice, all those hard muscles and his hard cock on display that I was blinded by what he was aiming for.
“Give me that pussy.”
Not needing to be told twice, I move my ass back, giving it a little shake. He smacks each cheek, and I cry out, not from pain but from desire. His lips press against my ass cheek, and I know I can’t let him have all the fun.
Gripping his cock, I stroke him a few times as precum coats the tip. I use that to lubricate my hand for each stroke. Then I lean forward and suck him into my mouth. The taste of him explodes on my tongue, and I moan in satisfaction.
What is it about this man that turns me inside out?
His mouth latches onto my clit, and I moan while his cock is buried deep in my throat. His legs twitch, and he grunts. I’m assuming that means he likes what I’m doing, so I continue on, full steam ahead. I suck while stroking him with my hands. Over and over again, I take Archer to the back of my throat. When I feel my orgasm building, I know I’m going to have to stop, or I could injure him as I clamp my jaw shut.
“Archer.” That’s the only word I can seem to form.
“Give it to me, Scarlett. I want your pleasure, baby. Come all over my face.”
As if his words are a button to my pleasure, I do exactly that. My release tears through me like a raging inferno. He doesn’t stop until my body falls lax against him. With his big strong hands running up and down my back, soothing me, I want to just lie here and enjoy the moment, but I still have work to do. Lifting up, I take him back into my mouth, and I won’t stop until he’s tapping my ass, telling me he’s about to come. Even then, I keep going, and when he calls out my name and his cum coats the back of my throat, I swallow every last drop. I don’t release him from my mouth until his body relaxes.