Page 50 of Take My Crown

“Shhh,” I whisper. “I’m here. I’m right here. And I’m fine.”

I kiss him again, and he groans as he holds me tightly to his chest.

Grabbing my thighs, he pulls me over so I am straddling him. His hands run up my back, coming round to the front to take off my jacket as we continue to kiss.

I help him pull off my jacket before reaching forward to yank off his. I tug at his tee and Archer takes the hint, taking it off as I remove my top.

“Wow.” I run a finger down his torso. He clearly works out on a regular basis–his six-pack is taut, while a tattoo of a knight on a horse gallops across his chest in beautiful detail.

It’s official. He has the hottest body of anyone I have ever known, even better than Romy’s.

“Wow yourself,” smiles Archer, reaching up to run his finger beneath my lacy red bra strap and making me shiver.

I reach behind to undo my bra, holding it out to one side before deliberately letting go. It falls to the floor, leaving me topless.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Archer asks, as I step back to undo my trousers.

“Very yes,” I reply. He needs no further invitation to undo his trousers and the pair of us scramble to see who can get naked first.

The truth is that I am more shaken by Declan’s accident than I let on. I need the reassurance of knowing we are okay and I want nothing more than to feel Archer’s naked body against mine. Letting his hands, lips, and cock tell me that I am still alive. That I might be trapped, but this prison has everything I need to feel alive.

At last, Archer stands in front of me, completely naked. His cock is large, his erection impressive as he steps forward to embrace me. I jump up, wrapping my legs around him as he holds me in his arms. We kiss, Archer’s strong arms holding me as if I’m weightless.

“You are so beautiful, Ivy,” he murmurs in between kisses. “I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”

He turns and gently lays me down on the sofa. With his hands, he holds my legs apart as he knelt down in front of me. No one has ever done this to me before…my very short relationship a year back just couldn’t care less about me getting off, it was all about him.

“Oh god,” I moan. “What are you doing?”

Archer shoots me a brief, knowing smile before burying his face between my legs, his hands digging into my ass.

“Oh god,” I moan again, as his tongue flicks out, dancing over my clit. I sink into the couch, letting myself relax into him. Archer knows exactly what he is doing, and he massages my ass with his hands while he lets his tongue work on me.

I can feel myself heading towards orgasm, but Archer suddenly pulls away.

“What are you doing?” I plead, “Don’t stop!”

“Don’t worry,” he tells me, kissing up my stomach. “I’ll be right back.”

Reaching into his trouser pocket, he takes out his wallet where he has some condoms. He swiftly puts one on, coming back to kiss me, cupping my chin as he kisses me. I moan into his mouth as he plunges his cock deep inside me. We fit together as if we’d been made for each other and this just makes it so much more real. He flips us over on the couch so I’m on top and I sink down on him, loving this position. Sex was always blah to me…and I never knew it could be like this.

I’m officially ruined for all other men unless they can do it this well. Declan and Romy flicker over my mind as I ride Archer, and I feel guilty for even thinking of them.

I throw my head back, enjoying the feel of him inside me as I ride him.

He reaches up to play with my nipples, rubbing his thumb over them in tiny little circles that drives me wild.

I reach forward and grab his shoulders to keep my balance, my fingers digging into him as I bite my lip to hold back the screams I need to let out. This is the best sex I have ever had.

Archer moves his hands to grip my thighs, his movements become more urgent as he draws closer to climax. He holds me to him, thrusting up into me and I buck my hips to meet him, the pair of us moving as one.

I feel myself spiralling out of control and as Archer explodes into me, my body is taken over by a powerful orgasm that leaves me trembling.

Our movements slow, and I fall forward onto his chest, my breathing gradually returns to normal.

Archer strokes my hair. “That was incredible, Ivy. Has anyone ever told you how amazing you are? Because you are. You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

I raise my head to look up at him, and he takes the opportunity to kiss me lovingly.

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