Page 55 of Archer (Dirty Misfits MC 3)
I cupped his face in my hands. “I need you, too. I—”
His eyes danced between mine as I drew in a deep breath. “I love you, Archer. And that’s never going to change. It scares the hell out of me, but it doesn’t make it any less true. I will never love another man the way I love yo—”
His lips crashed against my own, cutting off my ability to speak. And as he laid me back against the bed, his hardened cock ground against me through his jeans. My thighs grew damp with my juices. My hands tore at his clothes, wanting to feel his skin against my own. And as he stripped off his jacket, ripping his shirt over his head, his lips kissed down my stomach before he pulled my thong to the side.
Allowing his tongue to fall effortlessly against my swollen clit.
Twenty-Five
Archer
She groaned, and the sound washed an effervescent bubble throughout my body. Goosebumps marred my skin, forcing me deeper between her legs as the sincerity of her words crashed over me.
This woman loved me.
And I’d spend every waking moment making sure she never regretted it.
“Archer, please. I… I… I…”
I sucked her clit between my lips and growled, causing her to shiver for me. Her thighs clamped against my face, but when I felt her grip my hair, I wrapped my arms beneath her thighs. I wanted to make her quiver with anticipation. I wanted her to orgasm so hard that she lost her voice.
But instead, she tugged at my hair, pulling me slowly up her body.
“What is it?” I asked as our lips fell together. “What’s wrong?”
She bucked against me. “I need to feel you.”
And I didn’t waste a second pulling my cock out from beyond my jeans.
With our bodies pressed together and our tongues intertwined, I pressed into her wet heat. We moved together, our hearts beating as one as the love I had for her flushed through my veins. No woman had ever made me feel this way. I’d never wanted to be so strong and yet so vulnerable for someone in my entire life. As our bodies collided, climbing to that beautiful precipice we had declared as our own, I breathed the air she afforded me.
Until at last, our bodies locked out together.
“Oh—shit—Archer. I love you. I love you. I love you.”
Her pussy clamped around me tightly, refusing to let me go. And as grunts fell from my lips, I held myself above her as my cock filled her to the brim.
“I love you too, Josie. So fucking much.”
She wrapped her weak arms around my neck and pulled me down against her body. And while I still didn’t put my full body weight on top of her, I’d never felt closer. Her pussy pulsed so hard that she pushed me out from between her legs, with the evidence of our love gushing against her thighs. It dripped against my tip, marking me just as I had marked her.
Then, I scooted onto the bed and pulled her against my body.
“Oh, my,” Josie said breathlessly.
I chuckled. “‘Oh, my,’ is right.”
She nuzzled her cheek against my shoulder. “Thank you for looking out for me.”
I kissed her forehead. “Just get used to it, because you’re stuck with me.”
She giggled, her leg tossing itself between mine. “I don’t think that’s such a bad thing, do you?”
I stared up at the ceiling. “Can I ask you something without you freaking out about your independence?”
She snorted. “As long as you don’t try to take it from me, we’ll be good.”
I nodded slowly. “Do you really plan on moving back into your apartment?”
She paused for a while and I thought I had fucked up. That is, until she shifted her head up against my chest and sighed.
“Honestly? I haven’t given it much thought. It’s been full-throttle around here for a little while, and I haven’t thought that far ahead.”
I shrugged. “Well, I just wanted to let you know that if you don’t feel safe going back to your own place yet and being alone, you can stay with me as long as you’d like.”
She peeked up at me. “Really?”
I peered down at her. “Of course. You can keep your own room and bathroom. You can bring over whatever clothes or toiletries you might need. I’ll cook us fresh meals and we can go swimming whenever you want. You just let me know what you need, and I’ll make it happen.”
She smiled, and it stilled my heart. “Thank you. I really appreciate that. But I’m a bit concerned about one thing.”
“You can come and go as you please, and Astrid is welcome anytime.”
“Not that but thank you.”
I furrowed my brow. “Then, what are you worried about?”
She lifted her head and my eyes followed her movements. “What if I don’t want to sleep alone anymore, either? What do we do then?”
