Chapter 25

Elle

Eventually Archer and I get our fill of the chlorine scented water and move inside to shower. As we plod into the bathroom, Archer pulls on the strings of my bikini. “May I?” He asks.

I nod and he pulls my top loose, my breasts spilling out. Archer takes in the sight before bending and placing open mouth kisses along them making them pebble. He takes his time, kneading and massaging my breasts, breathy moans escape me and my head falls back as heat floods my core.

While he’s distracted with my top half I slide out of my wet bottoms and run the shower. Steam quickly fills the bathroom, and I step into the warm stream and out of his touch. Archer quickly follows after stripping down.

His mouth envelopes mine in a searing kiss as our hands roam along each other’s bodies.

His hands kneading and caressing my breasts, causing me to arch into his touch.

He takes his time rolling my nipples between his fingers and massaging my breasts.

His hands eventually glide down my body, finding my core, and he slips a finger in, eliciting a gasp from me.

My hand finds him and I begin to stroke, earning a muffled moan against my mouth.

I only get a few pumps in before Archer picks me up and sits me along the edge of the shower ledge.

He kneels between my legs and hikes my ankles over his shoulders.

He places a kiss to my left ankle before he starts slowly teasing the sensitive skin between my legs, sucking and nipping before delivering long languid licks to my core.

He continues his slow pace as I writhe against him.

My hands grip the ledge as he ever so lightly circles my clit.

A strangled “please, Archer” falls from my lips.

I can feel him smirk against me, he slips two fingers in, pulsing them in and out as his mouth finds my clit.

Archer feasts on me like a man starved. His pace is relentless, his mouth alternating between sucking and licking my most sensitive parts.

His tongue and fingers maintain a constant, continuous pace as my orgasm builds.

He curls his fingers just right and I’m seeing stars as waves of pleasure wash over me.

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