10. Archer #2
Gritting my teeth against the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me, I solved the problem, pushing her forward against the wall.
My body formed an inescapable frame she couldn’t escape from; my knuckles grinding against her sensitive flesh, trapped by the close denim that encased her, and my hips thrusting forward, pinning her in place.
Eve gasped, her hips working frantically to escape, but all it achieved was to rub herself harder against my knuckles.
“That’s it, honey,” I murmured, drawing my lips along her neck, breathing in her arousal. I trapped her harder against the wall, giving her no quarter. “Give me what I want.”
Her breaths coming in erratic pants, Eve ground down on my hand, a scream ripping from her throat. Her soaking pussy clenched around my fingers as she collapsed against my body.
I tucked my fingers beneath her chin, drawing her head back to kiss her deeply.
“My God, I’ve missed you,” I grated hoarsely.
Eve murmured something back, her breaths evening out as she leaned back into me.
Reaching around her, I undid her jeans, sliding them over her hips and gently eased my hands from her body.
The heady scent of her sex was intoxicating. I fumbled in my pocket for a condom, turning her gently in my arms to support her boneless body.
Eve stared at me with dark, dozy eyes. Her swollen lips were just one more temptation, and I claimed them again as I shucked off my clothes. Her shirt and bra joined mine on the floor.
“Rhys,” she whispered, curving her palms around my face, “I never thought I would feel you like this again.”
“Something about doubt, huh?” I grinned, rolling the condom over my cock. She reached out, but I batted her hands away, gently. “Not this time, Eve.”
“Will there be more times?” She pressed her lips to my mouth, rising on her toes to rub her body against mine.
“God, I’d forgotten how much of a kitten you are,” I groaned, willing an impossible effort of self-control forward. “I’m here, Eve. I’m here to stay, if that’s what you want.”
“If I want?” she squeaked the words, and I readied myself for another slap. “Are you fucking mad?”
Instead, Eve pressed her body flush against me, every curve exactly where it should be. The ghost I had fantasized to when I only had my hand for company faded was replaced with the real thing. Hot, soft and willing in my arms.
I traced over the curve of her hip, catching her knee when she hooked it against my thigh.
“Don’t go slow,” she whispered. “Please, Rhys—” Her whisper was strung out in a long cry as I drove into her.
The warmth of her body, having her so close nearly ended me. Sliding my hand beneath her fine round ass, I pressed her against the wall, holding her weight balanced over my hips.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, Eve. Fuck,” I groaned, capturing her gaze. “You’re sure that’s what you want, honey? I can take you slow, or make the walls shake.”
“It was my legs that shook last time,” she murmured dreamily, tilting her head back, staring at me through those burnt cinnamon eyes that stole my soul. “Why don’t we start there?”
My mouth crashed against her soft lips before she could finish the last word. I slammed into her, taking her air as I gave her every part of me that had desired her so much that it had consumed me for the last year.
Her bitten off screams drew me higher, tearing away the constraints I had tethered myself with, functioning day after day, all the while craving her.
Digging my fingers into the soft flesh of her ass, I did as commanded.
Eve’s legs trembled as her pussy clenched on my cock, her hips bearing down as I pounded into her.
“Rhys, I’m coming—” she breathed against my mouth.
“And you’ll fucking come for me all night, firecracker,” I growled pushing my tongue into her mouth. I promised her that her legs would shake. I didn’t mean just for five seconds while she drenched us both with a fresh slick.
Her scream muffled against my chest as I fucked her into the wall, relentless. Every moment of panic, every fear I experienced I railed into her. Eve clung to me, those fine hands scraping at my shoulders. I’d bear her marks if it meant she was mine. And after tonight, I’d never let her go again.
The shiver that preceded her orgasm started low in her body. I pounded deeper, searing my scent into her flesh.
“Mine,” I rasped against her mouth. “You’ve always been mine, Eve. Since the first time we were together."
Her eyes struggled open, the sight of her straining for me so fucking perfect and stunning I wanted to fill her to overflowing. But first she needed to strangle my cock a few more times before I’d let her down.
“You’re mine too,” Eve whispered as her eyelashes fluttered. Her feral cry as she came with those words barely off her lips sent her over the edge.
I gripped her hips tight, pulling her as deep onto my cock as I could fit her. My balls brushed the curve of her sweet, tight ass as she bore down on me, her pleasure gushing over us both.
“Fuck, Rhys,” she whimpered, riding me. “I need—”
“More, honey,” I promised, holding her in place as I ploughed back into her tight, stunning body. “I’ll give you everything you need.”
Her scream this time was a little less feral, a little less constrained. The sound ricocheted around the room as her legs trembled around my waist. I came with a roar, her name on my lips as I damp seared my mark across her flesh.
Mine. No one else’s. Ever.
“I love you, Eve.” I doubted she was awake enough to hear it as I brushed damp strands back from her face. “You’re so fucking perfect.” I kissed her lips as she curled into my arms, her slick and mine dripping from her thighs.
I traced my fingers across her soaked flesh, gently teasing her swollen sex. “Once more for me?” I murmured, unwilling to let her up just yet.
“Again?” Eve trembled in my arms. “Rhys, you’re fucking nuts.”
“I know, honey. And I’m going to tease the hell out of you every damn night.” I pressed a single finger inside her, the filthy feeling of our mixed fluids gushing from her leaving her arching beneath me. “Will you come for me once more?”
“I—” She panted for me with wild eyes as I stroked a slicked thumb over her clit.
“Eve?” I said in warning. “Make up your mind.” I stopped playing with her clit, stopped stroking her and left my finger unmoving inside her pussy.
Eve wiggled her hips, working herself up and down fruitlessly. “Please,” she whined.
Greedy girl.
“Please what, firecracker?” I growled.
“Please touch me,” she begged prettily.
Perfect.
I worked my fingers inside her and put, toying with her tight bud, stroking her swollen walls. Eve writhed for me, mewling and crying at the over sensitivity. My own arousal spiked as I held her down, watching my cum spill across her thighs.
“Fuck, that’s pretty, Eve. Seeing you soaked like that.
” Her body tightened fast, her spine arching.
“Christ, you like dirty talk?” I circled her clit but didn’t touch the tight bundle of nerves that was ready to explode, edging her until I was ready for her again.
I leaned down, licking her bottom lip. “I want to coat your pussy with my cum, smear it all over you, gorgeous. Make you filthy and mine, and—”
Eve detonated. I barely need to touch her at all.
She came without me playing with her clit, one finger gently stroking inside her sopping pussy.
She clenched down on me tight enough that I hardened instantly.
I could have fucked her again but I kept circling her clit lazily, through the orgasm she stole out from under me, and withdrew the finger she didn’t need as her pussy wept for me.
“So beautiful and so, so naughty, Eve.” I smirked as her exhausted eyes fluttered open. I fisted my cock, using our fluids to give myself long, hard strokes. “Didn’t I promise you something?”
She watched me and nodded, opening her legs a little wider.
I sucked in a breath, jerking myself faster.
“Is this how we’re gonna be together, honey?
Filthy when we’re playing together? I remember how submissive you were for me that first time, holding onto that bedframe for me.
” I circled her clit a little faster. She whimpered, her hands rising to cover her mouth.
I let her, not having a spare to hold her down.
“Do you remember letting me fuck you that night, while it snowed? While your brother slept in the house, and you snuck out?” She’d been well old enough to look after herself, the whole thing happening only a year ago, but he’d been an asshole about it.
I loved breaking his rules with her as much as she did.
“I remember,” she whimpered around her fingers.
“Suck,” I whispered, slowing my hand to watch her.
She slid three fingers into her mouth, sucking them gently. Breath shuddered from her, a question in her eyes as she withdrew her hand.
I nodded. “Go on. I want to see it.”
Eve dropped her hand between her thighs, pushing all three fingers inside herself. Her cry ripped through me as I jerked my cock hard to the vision of her getting herself off. I rubbed her clit faster as her hips raised from the bed, knowing I’d barely last a minute or two.
“Archer—” she cried.
The sound was pure and perfect, and I was done, painting her perfect pussy with white ropes of cum.
She followed me a minute later, sloshing sounds finishing her orgasm as she lay back, tracing her fingers over her bald pussy. I watched mesmerized as she mixed my cum with hers, siding her fingers through the mess, then drew it down and pushed it back inside her.
“Fuck, Evie,” I said roughly, pulling her closer. Our mouths slammed together in a bruising kiss.
“Thank you,” she whispered as I carried her to the shower.
The heat and steam soaked through us both. I barely remembered carrying her back to bed before we were both out wrapped in each other’s arms.
The way we should have been all fucking way along.