Page 178 of My Ruthless Neighbor

“Cold?” He draws me flush against him, rubbing my back.

I shake my head but continue to tremble in his arms. He rolls us over so that I’m lying on my back. He props himself on his elbow. He is fully woken up now and focused on me.

His gaze roves over my face, searching. Then the gaze turns intense. “You want me.”

I turn my head to the side, my cheeks burning. Gosh. He’s seen me naked so many times. Has kissed and licked and tasted every possible inch of my body and yet I feel shy.

“Look at me.”

I obey albeit reluctantly. He brushes his thumb over my still-hot cheek. When my lids flutter close, he stops me again. “Let me.” He rasps. “Let me see the unbridled want for me in your beautiful eyes.”

“Archer…” I inhale deeply.

He pulls the sheet down. Cool air hits my nipples and stomach. A small gasp escapes my lips when his fingertips skim over one hard nipple. I feel the heat blooming over my chest, traveling up my neck.

“So beautiful.” He murmurs and drops his head to kiss the swell of my breast. “So pink.” He kisses his way down to a nipple. Instead of doing what I want him to, he changes course and kisses the underside of my breast.

“Archer,” I moan when he nips at my skin.

“Hmm.” He continues to torture me by peppering open-mouthed kisses all over my chest except for my aching nipples.

“I need…” I arch my back when he gets closer to one nipple.

He stops and looks at me. “What do you need, baby?”

“You know what I need.” I dig my nails into his shoulder.

“Yes, I guess I do.” He smirks. I would’ve swooned if he weren’t torturing me.

“Then stop—” I gasp when his mouth latches on my nipple.

Holding my gaze, he flicks his tongue over the nub before sucking on it hard. My back arches off the bed on a soft cry.

He nips and licks the nipple before repeating it over and over again.

He sucks one relentlessly as his hand pinches and twists the other, alternating between the two, making me incoherent.

Without warning, his hand slips between my legs. He cups my heated core possessively in his palm. “You’re soaked.” He whispers in my ear and I jerk in his hold, pressing myself against his hand.

“You are everything I want and more.” He bites the shell of my ear.

I look at him through hooded eyes, panting. “You mean that?”

He kisses my jaw, then the corner of my mouth before murmuring against my lips. “Yes.”

Then he’s kissing me.

He pushes a finger inside me, making me gasp in his mouth. There’s no talking after that. The only sounds in the room are my panting and his finger slipping in and out of me.

My body buzzes with the need to come. I grip his wrist, breaking the kiss as I feel myself getting close.

His lips trail to my neck, finding the pulse point. He sucks on it as he thrusts another finger inside me.

My body locks when the wave of blinding pleasure hits me. I jerk in his hold, my walls contracting against his digits as I keep coming.

He kisses the side of my face. I’m shaking by the time it ends, feeling his eyes on me.

Lowering his head, he takes my lips in a soft kiss before gripping my legs, spreading them apart.

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