Another rough chuckle leaves my lips. “I don’t even need to be tipsy for that to be true for me.”
She bites the corner of her lip. “Want to listen to some Ariana?”
I scoop her up without warning. She squeals next to my ear and her body shakes with laughter as I carry her toward my room shouting “Night” to anyone listening.
Inside my bedroom, I shut the door with my foot and then set her down in front of me.
Squatting down, I glide my hand up her leg and under her skirt. She quivers as I hook my fingers along the band of her panties and pull them down. She steps out of them and then I lift her right leg and hook it over my shoulder.
“Baby, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I say as I push her skirt up around her hips. Leaning in, I kiss her softly on the inside of her thigh.
She squeezes my bicep twice and I stop, glancing up at her.
“What about Ariana?” she asks.
With a little maneuvering I manage to get my phone out of my front pocket and give her exactly what she wants.
“All good?” I ask.
She nods with a pleased smile, but as soon as I bring my mouth back to her pussy, her smile softens and morphs into something that looks a lot like bliss.
Her fingers thread through my hair, and as I devour her, she grips me like maybe she’s as gone for me as I am for her.
31
SABRINA
On Wednesday, Archer surprises me at the studio in the late afternoon.
“Wow. I still can’t believe this is the same space,” he says, turning in a circle to admire it.
Pride spreads through me at his words. I can’t believe it either. I spent all day working on the website and creating a couple of social media pages for outreach.
“Me either. It’s really happening.”
“I’m so proud of you.” He leans over and kisses me, circling my waist in the middle of it to drag me closer.
I could very easily lose hours of my day kissing Archer. When he pulls back, I actually whimper.
“Give me two seconds to lock the front door and we can keep doing that,” I say. I’m a total goner.
“I’d like nothing more, but I have a surprise.”
“What?” I ask, feeling a little thrill shoot through me.
“It’s asurprise.” He kisses my forehead. “Are you done here?”
“Yeah. I can be. Can I kiss you during this surprise?”
“Absolutely. In fact, I think this surprise demands it.”
“Well now I’m really curious.”
He winks and I hurry to close down my laptop and pack up. I follow him in my car back to the apartment. Brogan and London are waiting for us outside. London is in black jeans and a cute crop top and Brogan has on a button-down short-sleeved shirt. They aren’t super dressy but they look good, and I’m in leggings and a baggy T-shirt.
“I don’t think I’m dressed for whatever we’re doing.”
“You look hot,” Archer says.