Page 222 of My Ruthless Neighbor

After a minute, our kiss turns frantic. And before we know it, we are tearing each other clothes off, our actions desperate and fingers fumbling. God, I’ve missed this. So much. I’ve missed being with him. Missed being consumed by him.

Archer pulls my thermal top over my head. I do the same, yanking his sweater off him. I run my hands over the groves of his abs. Pressing my face in his neck, I kiss his skin as my hand works his belt.

When I fail to unbuckle him, he helps me with it.

His hardened cock is hot in my palm. I squeeze him hard and am graced by his low groan.

Grabbing my face, he tilts it and begins devouring my mouth. But the kiss ends soon because our need for each other is too much for wasting time on foreplay. This clawing need for him makes me ache all over. I just want him inside me.

It seems that he feels the same way because he pushes to his feet with me in his arms and takes me to the bedroom. Once we are inside, we strip the rest of our clothes.

The moment we are skin to skin, we both let out a contented sigh. Our movements transform into gentle touches and the kisses grow slower.

When he is finally inside me, I wrap my legs around him, trembling from so many emotions going through me. A tear escapes my eye as he makes love to me.

Archer kisses the tear away and loves me just the way I’ve always wanted. I feel cherished. And loved.

When we come together, it’s just perfect. So much so that it makes me emotional.

“I love you.” He kisses my forehead as we lay there afterward.

“And I love you.” I look up and kiss his chin. I intertwine my fingers with his.

He looks at our joined hands. “I never thought I could ever have this.” Then he stares at me. “Do you think I am a monster for planning the demise of Amy’s murderer?”

I shake my head. “No. What you did might be immoral for some people but for me, I think you did the right thing. For me, the world has always been a dark place where bad people exist. Like him and my father. They are real monsters because they took the lives of innocent people without remorse. What you did to him was his own karma. The universe found a way to punish him through you. So no, Archer. I don’t think that you are a monster.”

He holds me tighter in his arms. “Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For understanding me. For not hating me for my past mistakes.”

“I could never hate you, Archer,” I say when I pull back.

He gives me one of his rare smiles before kissing me softly.

Archer's phone that was lying on the floor rings and lights up. We ignore it and continue making out. The call ends but it starts ringing again.

He groans. “Just a minute.”

He gets off the bed and reaches for it. Then he’s back by my side.

He stares at the screen with a frown. I scoot closer to peer over his shoulder.

Raleigh’s name is flashing on the screen. “I thought he was mad at you.”

“He is,” Archer tells me before answering the phone. “Hello?”

“Put him on speaker.” I mouth and he does.

“I got it.” Raleigh’s tone is joyous as he says that. “I finally found the culprit who leaked our ad campaign.”

Archer sits straighter. “Who is it?”

“A hacker Genesis Media hired to attack and hack into our system. He managed to invade our system and gained access to our data from our server.”

Archer and I stare at each other. He squeezes my hand in a silent apology. I press a kiss on his shoulder, accepting it.

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