Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 136421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
“Damn, there goes my solo middle-of-the-night strolls,” she deadpans.
“You little smart-ass.” I grab her face and press my lips to hers. “I’m going to do whatever it takes to protect you, got it? If Krystal wants to hurt you, she’ll have to go through me.”
“I hate that I can’t even open my front door anymore without fear,” she murmurs. “And I hate even more that I can’t remember who attacked me.”
Though we’ve speculated it was Natasha, there’s zero proof. The detective had someone draw a sketch based on my description, but they haven’t been able to track her down to question her whereabouts.
“I know, baby.”
Once we’ve finished eating, I take Sassy out, then clean up the kitchen. Everleigh calls for me, and I follow her voice to the bathtub.
“We haven’t soaked together yet. Wanna join me?” She moves slightly so the tops of her breast peek over the soap suds.
“Hell yes.” I waggle my brows, then remove my clothes. Everleigh watches closely, keeping her gaze on the happy trail that leads to my cock.
“Have you ever heard the phrase it’s not nice to stare?” I tease, sliding in behind her and pulling her back to rest against my chest.
“I’m only admiring what’s mine,” she retorts as her head drops to my shoulder.
“Mmm…is that so?” I whisper in her ear, slowly sliding my hand down between her thighs.
“I can’t help it. I’m a very lucky woman.”
“You have no idea what that means to me, baby.” I suck on her neck and rub circles over her clit. “I don’t feel worthy of you.”
She turns her head and captures my mouth. “I’ve never told another man I love them, but I knew without a doubt I was in love with you. I hope you realize you’re more than worthy of me.”
A grin spreads across my face. Everleigh has a way of doing that to me. Even when I don’t feel like smiling, she pulls it out of me.
“And I’ll gladly spend the rest of my life proving it to you even if I don’t believe it.” I flash her a wink, then thrust a finger inside her.
“Oh my God,” she yelps in surprise. “Yes, more of that…”
As my hardness presses against her back, I finger-fuck her pussy and massage her breast. She twists her arm between us and grabs my shaft, stroking me as hard and fast as she can.
I continue until she’s squeezing and squirting all over my fingers. As I pinch her nipple, she moans out my name, and I nearly explode at her tight grip around me.
“Sweetheart, turn around and ride me,” I demand. Thank God for her massive tub.
Everleigh stands and moves over me before sliding her body down on my dick. She immediately starts rocking, and her tits in my face are too sexy to resist. I pull one into my mouth, then slide my tongue around her nipple before moving to the other. I lift my hips and thrust deeper inside her as she holds my shoulders.
“Fuck, you look beautiful bouncing on my cock.” My hoarse voice gives me away—I’m so damn close to exploding.
I lower my hand between us and find her greedy clit so she can come with me.
“Archer, yes, right there,” she moans, rolling her head back.
My balls tighten as her cunt squeezes my dick, and I know we’re teetering on the edge together. I lower my free hand to her ass, cupping and squeezing it. Everleigh bites her bottom lip, and when her mouth opens with a groan, I slide a finger between her ass cheeks until I find her tight hole.
“Holy shit,” she squeals as I add pressure.
“That feel good, baby?” I ask in her ear.
“Don’t stop,” she begs.
I tease her ass as she rides me faster, and as soon as her back arches, I know she’s squirting down my cock.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise moments before I release inside her.
She collapses against me and mutters, “Wow…that was intense.”
I chuckle when she releases a sweet-sounding contented sigh. “Let’s go clean up in the shower.”
“Okay, but you may have to carry me. I think I lost feeling in my legs.”
I laugh while standing and pulling her up with me. Once I dry my feet on the towel, I pick her up and launch her over my shoulder.
“Not like this! I meant in a romantic way,” she scolds.
Chuckling, I smack her ass and walk toward the other bathroom. “This is as romantic as I get.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
EVERLEIGH
“How do I look?” Archer comes from around the corner wearing slacks and a button-up shirt. The sleeves are rolled to his elbows, which I find sexy as hell. I move toward him as my heels click on the floor, then I press a soft kiss on his lips.
“Like you want me to ride your face for the rest of the afternoon,” I say seriously when I pull away.