Chapter 29
Elle
Iwalk into Archer’s apartment, candy bags empty, but my heart full. Archer introduced himself as my boyfriend to my coworkers who at first were shocked but ecstatic. My coworkers are great and I know they won’t say anything that will disrupt the great chemistry we have at school.
Archer comes behind me and rubs my shoulders.
“How did you do it?”
“Do what?”
“Find the exact replica of my pirate costume from college?”
“Oh, easy! I have a picture of us.”
“You do? Can I see it?” He asks. I pull out my phone and search Halloween and the photo pops up since I recently favorited it. “Holy shit! How did I forget we took this?”
“Well you’ve been sacked a couple of times since this photo was taken.”
He rolls my eyes and slaps my ass, and a breathy moan escapes me. My cheeks are warm and I try to hide that I’m now turned on.
“You liked that?” I hear the smirk in his voice. I swallow and nod.
“Good to know.” He kisses my neck, sending goosebumps across my body. “You know, I recently discovered I have a Ghostbusters’ fantasy.”
Laughing, I turn to face him. “Do you now? How recently did you discover this?”
“Tonight.” He grins.
“Well, you wore the eyeliner for me, it’s only fair I return the favor.” I say leading him to the couch and urging him to sit. “Tell me more about his recent fantasy of yours.”
“Well,” Archer swallows. “It starts a lot like this, and it ends with me inside you.”
“And the in-between?” I ask as I kneel between his legs running my hands up his thighs.
“I think I’ll let you take the lead on that.” He looks at me, desire evident. I settle between his thighs and begin working on undressing him.
“Fucking Jason being so diligent with the details.” I mutter as I fight with the many belts on his pirate costume. Freeing his pants from his belts, I push his pants and boxers down past his ankles.
His cock springs free. I lick a stripe on the underside before taking the tip of him in my mouth.
Archer lets out a breathy “fuck”. I use my free hand to massage his balls.
Taking my time swirling my tongue around his tip earning more of those breathy moans.
Archer’s hand caresses my cheek before wrapping in my hair, taking control of the speed.
I inch my way down, taking more of him in my mouth.
“Fuck, baby.” He moans; his eyes never leaving me.
The speed intensifies and I hollow out my cheeks.
My jaws ache from his size and my knees ache from kneeling on the hardwood for so long.
Soon Archer’s cock twitches and I feel his release hit the back of my throat.
Swallowing, I release him with a pop as he falls back against the couch panting.
Standing up and savoring the blood flow back to my knees I remove the bottom portion of my costume.
Archer’s already hard and throbbing for another release.
Archer’s fingers find my slit, teasing. I take him in my hand as I lift up on my knees, smearing the wetness on his tip before sinking down until he’s buried completely inside me.
Rocking my hips against him, I slowly adjust to the delicious burn.
“Fuck, this is better than I could have imagined.” Archer groans. His hands grip my waist, keeping me steady as I bounce against him. His delighted hum rumbles in his chest.
His left hand massages my ass before delivering a solid smack “Fuck,” I moan as his right hand leaves my waist and his fingers rub hard, fast circles on my clit. I feel his cock twitch beneath me. “Shit, Archer—”
“Go ahead, I’m right behind you.” He urges, his words muffled by his mouth against my shoulder.
I come undone from the sensations and true to his word Archer’s climax follows.