Page 92 of Anything To Be With You

A large arm lands across my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. "What in the hell—oh right. Archer." After our needy make-out session, we had a few drinks and forgot I asked him to stay the night.

I curl into his warm body and snuggle close as that arm tightens around me, holding me flush to him. I watch him like a creeper as he sleeps. His breathing is deep, his face relaxed. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen him comfortable. I lift my hand and trace the cut of his jaw and his straight nose. His stubble’s already starting to come in and I relish the feel of it against my skin. I hum my comfort song as I ghost my fingers over his cheek.

"Why are you watching me sleep?" comes a deep, sleep thick voice.

I squeal as one beautiful ice blue eye opens.

"I’m not." I lie.

Luke raises a dark blond brow.

"Okay, I am. But in my defense, I thought you were dead." I admit.

Luke chuckles as he rolls us over, pressing his hard body into mine. "Why do I find that hard to believe, Sweetheart."

I shrug. "I have no idea." I wiggle as something hard presses against me.

"Daniella," Luke growls.

"Archer," I tease.

I reach a hand to his cheek and scratch his stubble. He lowers his mouth to mine and kisses me softly. However, the soft kisses don’t last. They turn hungrier, more desperate and the next thing I know, my shirt is over my head and Luke is reaching into his wallet.

"You’ve got to be kidding me." I giggle as I watch him pull a condom out.

"Shut it."

"How long has that been in there?" I cackle. "It’s probably expired."

"It’s not expired. I only put it in there on Saturday."

"Someone was thinking highly of themselves that night." I deadpan.

"Hopeful was more like it," Luke climbs off the bed, pushing his boxer briefs down and releasing himself.

I blatantly stare at his thick cock. Dear God, that is going to burn like fuck going in. I’m pretty sure I’ve been re-virginized due to lack of penis in my vagina.

Luke kneels on the bed between my legs. His hands move over the skin on my thighs. "Fuck, you’re beautiful." He places a kiss to the welt that runs between my thigh and pelvis. He goes to tear the condom open when I stop him.

"You don’t need that."

The look of confusion and utter shock on his face makes me want to giggle.

"STI’s?"

"Haven’t been with anyone in a…long time. And, according to Gabe and Carrie, you haven’t either."

He groans. "Fucking big mouths. What about pregnancy?"

"I have an IUD."

Luke arches a brow. "A what?"

"It's a form of birth control."

"Ah, I see."

"I’ve been tested. I’m clean." I throw out.

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