Page 14 of Bang it Out

I’m expecting him to join me, but he sinks down to his knees instead. Archer grips my thighs in his large hands and pries my legs apart. I cry out and bow my back off the bed when he presses his thumb over my clit. A sudden powerful burst of pleasure slices through me and rattles me to my core. I’m still so on edge from the drive home and the way he’s been teasing me since we got here.

My pleasure grows more intense when I feel his tongue slide through my dripping wet folds, licking me and nipping at my sensitive flesh. He nudges my clit with his nose and then spears his tongue into my little hole, scooping out my juices and drinking them down.

Archer drags his tongue lower, lower, lower until it's teasing my back entrance. I gasp at the filthiness of it all, but the forbidden nature makes me even wetter. He licks around the tight ring of muscles and growls.

"Holy fuck," I whisper. "Ohmygod, Archer, oh fuck," my whisper turns into a loud moan when the very tip of his tongue pushes inside. He rubs my clit in furious circles, and I grip the sheets, twisting them in my fists as my body expands and contracts. "I'm…"

I shatter before I even finish my sentence. My orgasm rushes through me with such intensity, I shoot up off the bed, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure. Archer shoves me back down with a hand spread out over my stomach. He holds me there, making me feel all of it, every last drop of bliss.

He grunts in satisfaction, crawling up my body and crashing his mouth down on mine in a passionate kiss. “Needed your taste on my tongue before I fuck this tight little pussy for the first time.”

Leaning back slightly, he gathers my hands and guides them over my head. Pinning my wrists down, Archer drags his cock through my folds, coating himself in my cream before lining up with my entrance.

“Ready, Delilah?”

“So ready,” I breathe out.

“It might sting at first, but I promise to take care of you.”

I nod, biting my bottom lip in anticipation. Archer kisses me as he thrusts all the way inside, tearing through the last barrier between us. I tense up at the slight pinch deep in my core, holding my breath until it passes.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, staying still and nuzzling into the side of my neck. “It’ll pass. I promise I’ll make you feel so damn good.”

I nod my head and clench around his hard length, making him groan. I’m so full, stretched to the point of pain, but in the best way possible. It heightens my pleasure, sparks my nerves, and makes me thrust my hips, taking him deeper.

“Then do it, already,” I practically growl at him. Archer chuckles, and I feel the vibrations with every inch of me, inside and out.

He leans down and kisses along the side of my neck, biting down gently on my pulse point. I writhe beneath him, pleasure taking over the pain. Archer pulls out almost all the way, hovering above me and driving me crazy.

Archer gives me a dark, delicious look before thrusting back inside me. His thickness scrapes along my walls, the friction like striking a match as instant, overwhelming heat engulfs me. I bow my back and push against his hand still holding my wrists, grateful for some kind of anchor in the raging storm of sensations.

He pulls my leg higher up on his hip, changing the angle. I whimper as his cock slides against some magical place inside me that has me sobbing his name louder with each thrust. Archer snaps his hips against mine, grinding his pelvis against my clit while hitting that spot over and over.

Archer grunts my name every time his balls slap against my ass. I can feel him losing control, his strokes becoming deeper, harder, so damn rough. I love it. I convulse as he thrusts into me relentlessly. The exquisite pleasure bordering on pain builds and builds, higher and higher, one more, one more, again, again… until I break. Shards of pleasure cut me and heal me as I cry out for him over and over.

My orgasm rips through me, holding my body hostage, forcing me to feel every wave of bliss until tears drip down my face and I’m a sweaty, soaking mess beneath him. Archer stays still, buried deep inside my spasming pussy.

When the last of my pleasure leaves me, Archer growls and slams into me, letting go of my wrists and sliding his hand down my body. He squeezes my breast, leaning down and bringing the nipple to his mouth and lavishing it with attention until I’m shaking beneath him.

“Oh, God, Archer,” I choke out. I claw at his back as he rips me apart in the best way possible. Each gut-twisting stroke winds me up higher and higher, until I’m right on the precipice, teetering on the edge.

His hips stutter as he loses his rhythm and starts rutting into me. Archer's fingers dig into my hips as my nails bite into his skin, both of us clinging to this tension-filled pleasure. A shiver runs through me, followed by another and another until I'm shaking violently.

We both cry out as his hot seed spills into me. Wave after wave of his cum splashes into my cunt and then drips out, and still, there’s more. My pussy snaps around him as I sob out my climax.

I’m gasping for air as I float back down to earth, the oxygen burning my lungs and yet somehow sending jolts of pleasure to my clit. Archer buries his face into the side of my neck, and I wrap my arms around his torso, keeping him on top of me while we catch our breath.

"You're perfect," he whispers. "You're all mine." I nod and pull him closer until most of his weight is resting on top of me. Archer seems to understand my need almost better than I do. He surrounds me with his strength, blanketing me in his warmth. "I'm right here, Delilah. I've got you."

We stay attached as long as we can, but I start to shiver from the sweat drying on my body. Archer rolls over and drags me with, tucking me into his side. My eyelids grow heavy and my body melts into his. I’m vaguely aware of Archer pulling the covers over us, but I’m too tired, too worn out to even look.

“Get some sleep now, sweetheart. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

I nod, feeling safe, warm, and completely satisfied on every level. As I drift off to sleep, I swear I hear Archer say he loves me. I want to say it back, but sleep takes me before I get a chance.

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ARCHER

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