Page 37 of Sinful Promise
“Are we sixteen?”
But damn him, he pushes up to stand and takes my hands in his, carrying so much more of my weight than needed. He supports me, when my legs are jello and my head thuds with a mild headache.
“Or tired,” he continues, leading me from the living room and flicking off lights as we pass. “Like climb into bed, make out, fuck you unconscious, then sleep with my cock still inside you?”
“Mmm.” Warmth slides through my veins and stops in my core. So I burrow under his arm and press a kiss to the side of his chest. “We’ll start with the third and work our way back to the first. But I choose bottom.” A yawn holds me captive so a godawful sound escapes my throat and leaves my cheeks warm when Archer’s steely gaze comes down. “I’m too tired to ride.”
He snorts. “You just lie down.” The second we cross from hallway to bedroom, Archer sweeps me up and walks me to the bed. “I’ll fold you like a pretzel and disrespect your body as best I can.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
He places me gently in the middle of our bed, then slowly, carefully, starts unbuttoning my blouse to reveal my chest beneath. Diving in to taste, he steals the breath from my lungs and nibbles around my bra-covered nipple until the warmth between my legs turns to a slick that makes me groan.
“Archer…”
“I love you too.”
ARCHER
For the second morning in a row, I wake to the sound of our apartment door rattling, and someone on the outside demanding access when none is granted. But today, Minka’s full of energy.
Instead of dozing, she shoves up with a start, and instead of scowling at the intrusion, she brings her gaze around and grins when our eyes meet.
She’s naked, and her sitting up means the sheet falls away to reveal her delectable tits.
The morning after infusion is always the best time to get laid. It’s crass, and I’m hardly a gentleman for noticing. But it is what it is. Minka wakes rejuvenated, and when we fuck, she damn near squeezes the life from my soul.
Hell if I don’t look forward to it every time.
“Stop looking at me like that.” She smirks, while on the other side of our apartment, the door rattles and grows louder. Leaning in, so her warm chest rests on my heart, Minka slides her lips across mine and brings her tongue out to torment me more. “We have company.”
“We have a triple locked door.” I wrap my arm around her torso and hold her captive. “And no inclination to get up if they can’t even pick their way in.”
“So we’ve resigned ourselves to the genuine sneaks, home intruders, and lock-pickers, while the innocent who knock and wait are to be shunned?”
“Mmm. It’s a dog-eat-dog world.” I twist to my back and drag her over until her fiery core rests over my cock. “If they’re not good enough to pick, then they’re not good enough to interrupt the consummation of our marriage.”
She grinds down over me, when I’m not sure she means to. But she giggles, so the carefree sound arrows straight to my heart and reminds me I’m stuck for life.
Who needs freedom when a man could live his eternity with Minka Mayet?
“Let’s fuck.” I slip my fingers between her legs and find her wet and waiting. “You want me so bad, Minnnka.”
She grinds along my knuckles, searching for friction and a moment of stolen pleasure. “Archer—”
The door rattles again.
“We can be quick.” I push her up to create space between her pussy and my shaft, already wet from her pleasure. “We both know the morning after infusion makes you sensitive. I could make you explode in thirty seconds.”
She’s already taking her own pleasure. Dropping her head back and rubbing her clit along my fingers while I work to line us up.
She’s like a firework, waiting to explode. I just have to light the fuse.
“Sit down on me.” I settle the tip of my cock at her opening and groan when that alone is enough to send me insane. “Minka,” I gasp. “Sit—”
But I don’t have to finish, because she slams down over my cock and brings us both to a dangerous precipice that could be embarrassing for me if I don’t control myself.
“Fuck.” I move my hands to her hips and help her roll. Though god knows she doesn’t need the assistance. “Minka.”
