Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
He looked down at his feet. “Fair enough.”
Archie offered no reassurances that might cause me to take back what I’d just said. Maybe he agreed that I shouldn’t fully trust him.
He looked up at me. “Going through this with you has been the most intimate thing I’ve ever done with anyone. Even though I haven’t even touched you, I’ve felt you so strongly every step of the way, Noelle.” Archie reached for my hand. “I can understand why you’re hesitant, though. We’ve been through a lot together. You mean the world to me. And I would never want to hurt you.” He paused and looked at me again. “Maybe you need a little more time to think about it.”
Don’t forget who you’re dealing with here, Noelle. Archie had closed the door on a romantic relationship with me years ago. Yet I still loved him. Sleeping with him would undoubtedly make me love him more. That wouldn’t end well. Maybe I did need to think about it.
“Is it just me who needs to think about it?” I asked.
“My body is more than ready,” he admitted. “But I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared that sex might mess up what we have. Still, I don’t think fear should stop us from doing everything we can to give number three the best shot.” He paused. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Are the hormones making you horny right now?”
I swallowed. “Yes.”
“Is it possible your hormones could be making me horny, too?”
I let out a much-needed laugh. “I don’t think so.”
“Well, then it’s just you doing this to me.” His voice was low and gravelly. “You’re not the only one going crazy lately. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, Noelle. I think about fucking you all day. It’s been that way for a while now. Sometimes I nearly burn food at work thinking about it.”
Oh my. His words set my body ablaze.
Archie looked down at my chest. “Are your nipples hard right now because you’re turned on?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Let me get you off,” he murmured. “Give you some relief.”
My legs felt weak. “I thought you said I should sleep on it.”
“Or sleep on me. Whatever you want.” He smiled. “I’m not actually referring to intercourse right now, though. Just an orgasm.”
It didn’t take much to convince my needy body. I shrugged. “I mean…if you want.”
“I want.” His eyes sparkled. “Believe me, I want.”
Archie took my hand and led me to his bedroom. He looked down at my fingers, which were trembling. “You’re shaking.” He lifted my hand to kiss it. “Try to relax. You’ve been under so much stress. I just want to make you feel good.”
Vowing to try to calm down, I fell back onto Archie’s bed, bouncing against the mattress.
Archie unzipped my pants and slowly lowered them, along with my panties. The air was cool between my legs as I lay there, feeling vulnerable yet tingling with arousal. It had started to rain, and I could hear the drops pelting the window.
Archie’s eyes were hazy as he stared down at me. He looked up for a moment and cracked an impish grin. “Well, this is a sight I never thought I’d get to see again.”
My belly shook with laughter. “Life is full of surprises.”
“Sure is.”
His smile faded, and the next thing I knew he’d inserted two of his fingers inside of me. He slowly pushed them in and out as he massaged my clit with his thumb, all the while looking right at me. The feeling was probably more intense than it should’ve been, given my long drought. I closed my eyes and became lost in the moment.
“Does that feel good?” he whispered.
Unable to form a coherent response, I bit my bottom lip and nodded.
His breathing quickened, and I could feel the heat of his breath between my legs as he continued to move his fingers in and out of me.
Archie circled his thumb around my clit. “Look at this beautiful, swollen bud. You’re gorgeous.”
I felt him move back, and I looked up to find him sucking his fingers. The way he closed his eyes as he did it made me throb even harder.
“Do you want my mouth on you, Noelle?”
“Yes,” I murmured.
“I want to taste inside of you. Is that okay, too?”
My muscles throbbed. “Yes…yes!”
Archie lowered his face, and I felt the wetness of his mouth as he pressed his tongue into my clit. When he groaned over my flesh, it made me want to come right then and there. I’d forgotten how damn good he was at this.
Archie circled his tongue and spoke over me. “You taste even better than I remembered. Still the best thing I’ve ever tasted. You are so freaking perfect. God.”
I bucked my hips, pressing myself against his mouth.
“That’s it, baby. Grind against my face while I fuck you with my tongue.”