Page 51 of Reckless Kiss

“Oh, to hell with doing the right thing,” he muttered and stalked around the kitchen island. He positioned himself between her legs again, cupped her breasts, and stared into her eyes.

“Are you absolutely sure you want me to take you to bed?”

“I want nothing more,” she said, arching her back topush her breasts further into his hands.

Archer’s thumbs stroked over her nipples, making them harden.

“Bed, couch, hallway stairs, or the nearest wall?” he asked.

“You choose,” she answered.

He saw her eyes roll as her lids closed, moaning as he pinched her nipples. He played with her breasts for a few more minutes until she writhed against his hips. Erica was responsive to his every touch, and he loved it. Sweeping an arm under her back, he brought her to a sitting position and clamped his mouth on hers to taste her again. While he kissed her, Archer lifted her off the countertop, bringing her legs around his waist. Knowing the house’s layout made his journey to her bedroom easier and quicker. Once he’d ascended the stairs and her mouth had moved to his throat and neck, he again thought they wouldn’t make it to a bed. He let her down to stand in the corridor outside her bedroom. The top of her dress still around her waist made her look like a wanton sexual beast, and he loved that too. Never had he experienced this level of connection with a woman. Erica was giving as good as she got, participating in their passionate encounter. He pressed her gently to the wall with his hand flat against her sternum. Archer could feel the sides of her breasts grazing each side of his fingers, teasing him to cup them. Archer wanted to, but he needed to calm down to make their night together longer.

“Take your underwear off, honey,” he said, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth. Swirling and teasing, he sucked hard and bit lightly, getting louder moans from Erica as she shimmied out of her knickers. She let them drop as soon as they passed her hips and then grabbed at the belt on his jeans. Archer let her open his belt, unbutton hisjeans, and shove them down but stopped her progress when she tried to dip her hand into his boxers.

Pressing more firmly to her chest, she still her movements. His mouth moved up to her throat and then grazed over her lips.

“I want to touch you first. Please.”

Erica immediately dropped her hands and relaxed her head against the wall breaking their kiss.

“You’re in charge,” she said.

Her words sent Archer into a tailspin. Taking charge of her body was a dream, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. It wasn’t in Erica’s nature to hand over complete control, and he liked her that way. Keeping her in place, his other hand found its way between her legs. Erica shifted her feet to widen her stance and floored him by canting her hips towards him. It took less time than he thought.

He was not in charge, just along for the ride.

When Archer slipped his fingers inside her body, he thought his knees would buckle. But, whether it was the length of time since he’d last taken a woman to bed or the fact this woman agreed to be his wife in all but name, he was falling hard that she was ready for him.

“Let’s go,” he said, taking her hand and leading her into her bedroom. He shed his clothes as he crossed the room, leaving a trail behind him. When they reached the bed, he turned to Erica. She’d lost her dress along the way too.

“You look wonderful in the moonlight,” he whispered as he cupped his hand on her hip. “Come closer, honey.”

Archer’s eyes were fixed on her breasts. The teardrop shape looked perfect on her slim frame, nipples pointing straight at him. He tugged her the rest of the way, pressing his chest against hers as he interlinked their hands. Falling back on the bed, he made sure she fell on him before herolled them. Settling between her parted thighs, he paused, then kissed her stomach.

“I don’t suppose you have any condoms?” he said, resting his chin on her hip bone as he toyed with one of her nipples.

“Yes,” she answered.

“Thank fuck, where are they?”

Erica chuckled and scrambled to sit up, “I’ll get them, lie down, get comfy, I’ll be right back.”

Archer watched as she sashayed into her en-suite bathroom, flicked on the light, and then disappeared out of view for a few minutes. The light went off as soon as she appeared, but it wasn’t out before he saw her nakedness. Waving a strip and smiling broadly, Erica joined him on the bed, straddling his thighs.

“I don’t know if I should be flattered or disappointed you didn’t come prepared, Mr Turner.”

Archer groaned at the sound of his name on her lips. The formality was getting him harder for her.

“I didn’t want to tempt fate, honey. We were only supposed to kiss if you remember.”

“We don’t have to go any further, Archer, if you’re not comfortable. I understand.”

“Oh hell no, we’re doing this, even if my heart will be broken later down the line.”

“I won’t break your heart, Archer.”

He watched the small smile on her lips drop as she circled him at the base. Then, with long, slow strokes, she caressed his cock with a hum of approval.

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