Page 143 of My Ruthless Neighbor

“What?”

“I am not done with you yet.”

“You’re not?” I ask, stupefied.

“Not by a long shot. I’ve wanted you for so long.” He kisses my lips softly.

“But we just had sex.”

He presses another kiss. “You think having you just one time would quench my thirst for you?”

My eyes widen when he picks me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. “It’s fine by me if you want to get fucked here.”

I am shocked by the turn of events but not enough to complain. I wanted him near me. I have him exactly where I want him.

Reaching between us, his fingers move to my aching core which is already wet.

I hold on to him as he parts my folds and circles my swollen clit. “Oh fuck,” I cry out.

His mouth drags along my neck and finds my pulse and kisses it ravenously as he keeps touching me, driving me absolutely crazy. I feel the tension building in me.

My whole body vibrates as I chase after my climax. And before I could finish the race, Archer removes his fingers.

“What the hell—” He thrusts inside me and with a choked gasp I come. I was already stimulated and on his first thrust, I go off like a bomb.

He fucks me through the ripples of my orgasm, cupping my skull when it bangs against the tile.

“You okay?” He asks as he moves inside me. He is so deep, I feel full. So full and stretched.

This feels so much more than sex when he is looking at me like that. With so much intensity, asking questions like that and making sure I don’t get hurt.

I nod, unable to speak.

“Good,” He says picking up his pace, fucking me with powerful strokes.

Another orgasm creeps up on me out of nowhere and I shatter around him with a sob.

He is right there with me, hammering into me ruthlessly. With one last deep thrust, he stills inside me. His face contorts, his eyes falling shut as he comes.

I can feel his cock pulsing as he empties deep inside me.

His forehead drops on my shoulder and I run my fingers in his hair lazily. My eyes are droopy.

I’ve come so many times I have lost count. My body feels used in the best way possible and my limbs feel like jelly.

He sets me on my legs but still holds me close. I smile and tighten my arms around him.

I frown when I feel the wetness between my legs. My stomach sinks. His body turns rigid at the same time.

Pulling back, we both look at each other, horrified as the realization hits us like a ton of bricks.

We forgot the condom.

???

“I’m sorry, Summer. That was very irresponsible of me.” Archer says as he wraps a towel around his waist.

I tie the belt of my pink robe and face him. “It’s not just your fault. I should’ve reminded you.” I never had unprotected sex. And judging by his strained expression neither did he.

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