Page 32 of Mine for a Moment

I gasp, pure giddiness rushing through me as I turn to face him, my hands wrapping over his arms. “Are we…are we going to—”

“To Keukenhof to see the one of the world’s largest flower gardens?” he asks, smirking. “That’s exactly what we’re doing, darling. We’re going to tick off the highest item on your to-do list. There’sonly a two-week window to see the flower displays you want to see, so we have to go today.”

I stare at him in pure disbelief. A couple of weeks ago I saw him flicking through my endless to-do lists in bed, and he seemed to pay special attention to what I call myUltimate To-Do List, my version of a bucket list. I didn’t think much of it then, and never in a million years did I think he’d remember the items on them.

“Wow,” I murmur, repeating the word over and over again as he kneels in front of my seat and buckles me in, pure amusement glittering in his eyes.

“God, I love making your dreams come true,” he says, cupping my cheek. “There’s nothing better in life than being the reason behind your smile. Nothing at all.”

I look into his eyes and wrap my hand around the back of his neck without thinking. He chuckles as I pull him closer, my lips finding his. I’m not sure what I was expecting when I put his name on my list, but this is so much more.

“Fuck,” he whispers against my mouth, his forehead dropping against mine. “I can’t wait till we’re airborne so I can carry you to the bedroom in the back. I’m going to make you ride my cock as we fly over the clouds, your moans filling the cabin.”

I smirk and take his bottom lip between my teeth teasingly before letting go. “I can’t wait.”

He groans as he pulls away, his cheeks a little flushed and his erection obvious in those sweats I love. I can’t help but giggle as he sits down opposite me and readjusts himself, frustration written all over his face. The way he wants me never gets old.

Archer looks into my eyes the moment the seat belt sign is turned off, and he smirks as he reaches inside his sweats. I stare at him, wide-eyed, as he takes out his cock and wraps his hand around it. “See whatyou do to me?” he asks, pumping his hand up and down. “I can’t even sit opposite you without wanting you.”

I glance around furtively, and he chuckles. “Don’t worry, darling. I instructed the flight crew not to walk into the cabin unless there’s an emergency. They won’t disturb us.”

“Is that so?” I murmur, unclasping my seat belt.

Archer raises a brow when I rise from my seat, only to drop to my knees in front of him. He seems shell-shocked, and I can’t help but laugh. “What did you think I’d do if you teased me like that?” I ask, replacing his hand with mine.

He moans when I squeeze hard as I move my hand down, holding the base of his cock while I lean in, my tongue darting out to caress the tip. “Fuck, Serenity. What are you doing?”

I grin up at him, confidence blending with desire. He does that to me—makes me feel empowered and sexy in a way I didn’t before. “Place your hands on the armrests,” I tell him.

His eyes flash defiantly, but he does as I asked. Archer has never denied me anything, and I don’t think he ever will. I’ve never felt as spoiled as I do with him, as well taken care of. There’s nothing I could ask for that he wouldn’t give me, whether that be his time or thousands of dollars of painting supplies that I’ll only use a handful of times.

“What is this? Payback for the way I pulled you into my office after that meeting last week?” he asks, squeezing his armrests as I take him into my mouth, my tongue swirling experimentally. My heart begins to race at the memory of him telling me to hold on to the edges of his desk as he laid me out on top of it and buried his face between my legs, instructing me not to come unless he told me to—all because he’d been jealous of the way Mark kept looking at me throughout the meeting. He’s pettier than I’d ever thought possible, and I love the way he gets all possessive when he’s jealous.

I suck hard and slowly take him in deeper, my entire body reacting to the way he feels against my tongue. Our eyes lock as I begin to move a little, my movements cautious and inexperienced. He smiles at me with eyes heavy with desire, and he sighs happily as he watches me suck him off.

“You’re such a good girl,” he whispers, caressing me with his gaze. “You’re perfect for me, aren’t you? Look at the way you take my cock, darling. It was made for you, did you know that?”

I hum, pleased with his praise, and he moans, his hips rocking as I increase my pace. I watch as he slowly loses his composure, his hand moving into my hair as he guides me. “Fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs. “How are you mine? How the fuck did I get this lucky?”

I moan, loving that look in his eyes. He does this sometimes. When he’s in the throes of passion, he says whatever is on his mind, and over time, his little whispers have become more endearing, more loving. Archer grunts and pulls my head away moments before he comes, catching it with his hands, his breathing erratic.

I let out a disappointed little sound, and he stares at me lazily. “I’d have swallowed,” I tell him, and that look in his eyes…I have a feeling it’s one I’ll always remember.

Twenty-Seven

Archer

I’m completely enthralled as we enter Keukenhof—not by the endless flowers, some of them forming either 3D art installations, or 2D ones that can only be viewed from certain angles, but by Serenity and her endless excitement.

I’ve never met anyone who enjoys things so thoroughly, who lives so fully. She gives everything her all, and it’s fucking inspiring to witness. Just being around her reminds me to live more in the moment, to be more present. In just a few months, she’s taught me more than she realizes, more than I ever could’ve anticipated. She’s changed me for the better, and I didn’t even realize how bad of a state I was in before her.

“Wow, it’s so empty,” she says, entwining our hands as she pulls me through the park, her eyes glittering as she takes everything in. “This park is only open for a few weeks a year, so I’m surprised it isn’t packed.”

I fall into step with her as I gently guide her where I want her to go. “That’s because I booked out the whole place for you today. You’vewanted to come here for so long now, and I wanted to make sure you could see everything you wanted to without having to squeeze past people or queue.”

She pauses in the middle of the path we’re on and turns to face me, pure disbelief in her eyes. “You did that for me?” she asks, her voice high-pitched, a hint of panic in it. “Archer, that would’ve cost thousands of dollars.”

Just over a million, actually.I smile and step closer to her, my touch gentle as I brush her curls out of her face. “You’re worth it.”

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