Page 126 of Comeback
“I’ve been tested recently too,” he says, still watching me intently as if waiting for any sign that I might change my mind. “And I’ve never not used a condom.”
“Me either.” Because I know how much he relies on all his other senses, being the first person to experience this with him makes me feel even closer to him.
Archer moves back over me. The head of his dick nudges my entrance. I widen my legs as he pushes in an inch. He groans and lets his head drop so his forehead rests against mine.
His right hand caresses my throat, greedy for every vibration. And I give them to him, mindlessly talking and panting as he slowly fills me. He’s so big and thick it’s almost painful until I adjust to his size.
I sigh, feeling as content as I do turned on. He twitches inside me and I clench around his cock.
“Fuck, baby. I’m not going to last long.”
“Me either.” I’m already climbing toward orgasm without him moving. I drag my nails up his arms to his shoulders and then I bring my hands to either side of his face. He meets my stare with a hazy expression. “Fuck me like you love me.”
His lips twist into a grin and he gives me a soft kiss before he pulls out and then thrusts back in.
I love watching the way his face contorts with a mix of torture and pleasure.
“Damn that feels good.” His breathing is labored. “You take me so well.”
The praise makes me lightheaded. I’m out of my mind with sensation, unable to form a coherent reply. Instead, I chant his name on a loop. I don’t know if he can hear me, but I know he can tell I’m close because he moves faster the louder I get.
Everything else is forgotten except him and the orgasm hanging right on the brink.
His lips cover mine.
“I love you,” he says the words against my mouth and then kisses me hard. His tongue sweeps in and I meet his energy.
A flash of light blooms behind my eyelids and I cry out. He swallows every noise and gives me all of his too.
Archer’s orgasm follows seconds after mine. He keeps kissing me even after he stops moving inside me. He pulls out slowly, gaze locked on where his cum leaks out of me. With one finger, he gathers it up and pushes it back in. My sensitive pussy quivers at the intrusion.
He grins at my reaction and adds another finger, slowly dragging them in and out of me until I’m arching into his palm for more friction.
“Let me hear how good I make you feel, baby.”
I lock onto his gaze. “So good. I never want you to stop.”
One side of his mouth hitches up higher. “Only for food and water and other mandatory things. Every other second is yours.”
He scoots down my body and flicks his tongue along my clit. I’m already seeing flashes of light when he curls his fingers and sucks hard on my sensitive flesh.
As I come down from another incredible high, Archer falls onto the mattress beside me and pulls me to my side so we’re chest to chest.
“I have bad news,” I say and then nuzzle into him.
“What’s that?”
I tip my head back to look at him as I say, “I need food and water.”
I barely ate dinner last night and I am starving.
He chuckles and places a quick kiss against my forehead before sitting up. Reluctantly, I follow. We get dressed slowly, stealing more kisses as we do.
Archer pulls on a T-shirt over his head. “Have you heard any more from Eleanor?”
“No.” I shake my head. “But I’m feeling okay about it.”
He makes a low grunt of annoyance that tells me he’s definitely not feeling okay about it yet.
