Page 49 of Take My Place

“I need you,” I whisper. “I need to feel you inside me, even if this is the last time. I have to have you, Archer.”

I pull off my blazer and Archer follows my lead, the two of us quickly stripping off our clothes. Archer lays them on the ground as a makeshift bed, and I sneakily watch his cock out of the corner of my eye, loving how large it is when it is standing to attention.

“I’ve got a condom in my wallet,” he tells me.

“Good. We’re going to need it. But right now, I need you to suck on my tits.”

“I can do that.” Archer smiles and winks at me.

He kisses me, cupping my left breast as he rained kisses down the side of my neck, down my front until he reaches my right breast. He takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks on it hard, letting his tongue flick over it. I gasp as my nipples become erect, sending shudders of electricity through my body.

I reach between his legs and grab his cock. Gripping it hard, I massage him and he moans, moving his body so I can hold on to him as he kisses his way down my body to my clit. He lays on top of me, his cock in my face as he licks my clit. I grab his butt with both hands as I take his cock in my mouth, sucking on him hard while he continues to eat me out.

I grip his bum harder, my nails digging into him as his tongue sends me spiralling off into ecstasy. My whole body shudders as I come hard, but Archer is nowhere near done with me yet.

“You taste so good,” he says, as he pulls out of my mouth, his cock hard and slick. “But I think I’m going to need that condom now.”

I am so not going to argue. I prop myself up on my elbows, watching him as he gets the condom and puts it on. He climbs between my legs, plunging into me with a single thrust. I cry out as Archer slams into me, lifting my hips to meet his every move. He pulls out until only the tip of his cock is inside me before going in deep, his balls slapping against me to add to the pleasure. His pace is unrelenting. He is like a machine, determined to fuck me until I am beyond satisfied, and I am happy to take it.

Suddenly, Archer pulls out all the way, and I sigh with disappointment.

“Get on your knees,” he orders, and I am more than happy to oblige, loving not having to think about anything other than enjoying myself. I think I hear a noise outside of the tree, but I am too lost in sensation to care if someone is out there.

Archer enters me from behind, his hands reaching around to play with my nipples. The extra stimulation makes me cry out, unable to keep quiet. I reach down for a handful of clothes and stuff them in my mouth, knowing that although we are a distance from the Academy, someone might still hear us.

Archer’s cock seems to grow even larger as he fucks me, filling and stretching me as he pounds at my pussy. My body seems to dissolve into waves of pleasure as I come over and over again. I feel high and will never come down again as long as Archer is inside me.

Archer’s movements become more urgent as his own need to come takes over, I push back against him, wanting to make him feel as good as he is making me. He cries out as his orgasm hits, collapsing against my back when he is done.

The two of us fall to the ground together, our legs intertwined, Archer’s arm around me holds me to him, spooning me. His cock stays inside me and I love that feeling of intimacy. You can’t get closer than we are in this moment.

“I told you that you were special, Ivy,” Archer murmurs in my ear. “No one else could ever make me feel like this.”

I’m beyond speech, but I know what he means. Archer has an effect on me that is unlike anything I’d ever experienced with anyone else. Romy is a skilled lover, amazing. Declan seems to care about nothing but making me feel good; but Archer and I have a connection you can’t manufacture.

In the distance, I heard the sound of the school bell. Lunch is over and I am due back for a business class.

“Shit.”

Archer and I break apart, scrambling to get our clothes back on so we won’t be too late.

“Wait,” says Archer, as I turn to leave the tree and go outside. He reaches up and plucks a leaf and a couple of twigs out of my hair. “I’m so sorry, Ivy. I’ve ruined your makeup and you most definitely look like you’ve just been having sex. Not exactly the kind of look you want when you’ve got a class to go to.”

“I’ll just have to detour via the cloakrooms on my way to business then,” I say lightly. “I’ll be a bit late, but it is worth it.”

Archer grins when he hears that and kisses me again, taking my hand in his before leading the way out of the tree. As we stand up, we see a couple of younger students standing on the edge of the clearing, unlit cigarettes in hand.

“Hope you enjoyed the show,” Archer jokes as we hurry off in the direction of the gym.

“Did you mean it when you offered to come to the coffee shop later?” I ask.

“Of course,” he says. “I don’t trust Lucas, even in a public place. If you want me there for backup, I’ll skip class and be there. I’m acing maths, so it won’t matter if I miss a lesson.”

“Thanks, Archer. I really appreciate it.” I kiss him one last time as we hit the gym. The two of us separate to go to our respective classes, running off before the CCTV alerted the guards we were there.

Chapter Fifteen

It is hard enough to focus in classes I hate at the best of times, but after Archer’s revelation, I struggle to take in any of what Mr Robson is saying.

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