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"Archer," I breathe, dizzy with desire as he places me on the accent table. “We need to… we need to.”

“What do we need to do?” he murmurs against my lips, making me forget what I was about to say.

“We need—” I tug at his shirt, wanting to feel his bare skin against mine.

Archer's intense gaze bores into mine, a storm of emotions swirling within his dark eyes. “Tell me what you need for me to do.”

“Make love to me,” I utter my plea, igniting a fervent hunger that seems to consume the very atmosphere around us.

Archer’s eyes glaze over with passion as he responds, “That’s what I need to hear. I only want to give you what you want from me.”

“I want you to make love to me,” I proclaim.

We shed our clothes in a frenzy of wandering hands and hungry mouths. Soon, we’re pressed together in the foyer, skin to skin. Our need for each other nakedly exposed.

“Come here,” he commands as he pulls my bottom to the edge of the table and leans in to give my netherlips a long, lingering kiss.

His lips find mine, and tasting my essence on his tongue only serves to push me further over the edge. I cry out as Archer positions himself at my entrance and enters me in one smooth stroke. We find a slow and maddening pace, bodies moving as one. The accent table rocks to our rhythm beneath us adding to the sensuousness of the moment.

When Archer said we would take things slowly, I didn’t know this was the type of slowness he meant. I internally chuckle as I think of one of theBoss Be Damnedhashtags. With every maddeningly slow stroke, Archer is earning the accronym BILF (Boss I’d Love to Fuck).

CHAPTER 10

Archer

NEVER FORGET

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s I pump inside Tahani, her breaths coming in short gasps, I feel a primal satisfaction that’s as much emotional as physical. Our bodies merging in the dimly lit foyer is intoxicating. I lose myself in the intensity of the moment.

"Archer," she whispers, her voice barely audible as we both reach our peak. Her body trembles with her release.

My own muscles tense, a torrent of pleasure coursing through me.

As our breathing evens out, I don’t want this moment to end. I scoop Tahani into my arms, feeling her warmth against my chest as I carry her toward my bedroom. Her dark hair cascades over my forearm. The trust in her deep brown eyes as she clings to me makes her all the more irresistible.

"Archer, where are you taking me?" she asks.

“I need you again.” My words come out with urgency.

"Already?" She raises an eyebrow, a smile teasing at the corner of her lips.

"Is that okay?" I ask, my throat suddenly dry as I hold my breath, awaiting her response.

"Yes," Tahani murmurs, her eyes locking onto mine.

My lingering doubts evaporate, replaced by a single-minded need to be even closer to her. I lay Tahani gently onto the plush bed, and her deep-set brown eyes meet mine with a burning intensity that makes my chest tighten. The air between us is charged, making leaning down and claiming her lips irresistible.

"Archer," she whispers against my lips.

My hands roam her body, fingers tracing over her beautiful brown skin. "God, you're incredible," I murmur.

Her eyes darken, and her breath comes in short gasps. Every reaction urges me to explore her, to lose myself in the connection we’re building.

"Please, Archer...I want you too," Tahani pleads, her hands gripping at my shoulders. Her plea sparks something primal in me, something that will consume us both.

With a groan, I reach down, positioning myself at her entrance, feeling the heat emanating from her core. "Are you ready?" I ask.

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