Page 51 of Pretty Lies & Ugly Truths

As I stand there in nothing but my strappy gold heels, I feel pretty, but it’s the way Archer is looking at me right now that truly makes me feel like a goddess.

Bending down, he picks the dress up off the floor, draping it over the back of a chair. I watch with rapt attention as he removes his suit jacket, unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it over his thick shoulders before resuming his position behind me. With my back to his front, he slides one arm around my waist, the other coming up to gently wrap around my throat in a possessive hold.

“Now tell me, when you got dressed tonight, did you simply forget to put on underwear, or was my Little Rose looking to get fucked?” he growls in my ear, squeezing slightly on the sides of my throat, and I whimper, feeling my arousal grow.

“Th—the second one,” I finally manage to get out.

“So that was your plan then, to tempt me into fucking that sweet little pussy tonight?”

I nod, blushing furiously at his words, all while loving the rough dominance in his voice.

“I need to hear you say it, to know you want this as badly as I do,” he says, nipping at my ear. “Do you want me to fuck you, baby?”

He uses the hand at my waist to run smooth circles over my lower belly, getting closer and closer but never quite touching me where I want him to.

“Yes.” The word comes out quiet and breathy.

“Yes what? Tell me, Maggie—I need your words.”

He continues his assault on my senses with his light, teasing touches, and I feel like I’m going to combust if he doesn’t do something soon.

“Yes. P-please—touch me. Fuck me. Just do something,” I finally grit out, and he doesn’t waste any time before spinning me around, slamming his lips to mine, and kissing me long and deep.

Resting his forehead against mine, he strokes my cheek softly. “You don’t have to beg. I’ll give you what you need. All you have to do is ask, and it’s yours.” Placing one last kiss on my lips, he turns me back around so that I face the mirror once again.

“Now…I want you to watch yourself in the mirror. See how stunning you look when I make you come all over my hand.”

His warm palms come around and cup my breasts, pinching and pulling on my nipples, and when my knees threaten to buckle, he tightens his hold. Leaning backagainst his chest, I watch as one hand slips down between my legs.

He thrusts one finger inside me, pumping a few times before adding a second, using the heel of his palm to grind against my clit. As he continues to fuck me with his fingers, I can feel my orgasm rapidly start to build.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, I must close my eyes at some point, because I hear his sharp command in my ear to open them.

I watch as he works me over, entranced by the contrast of his tan, inked skin against my pale flesh. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen, and it’s our reflection that ultimately tips me over the edge, making me come so hard, my legs collapse out from under me.

Archer moves fast, reaching down to scoop me up into his arms and carrying me over to the bed before he lays me out on the cool, crisp sheets.

I watch with rapt attention as he strips off the rest of his clothes, slipping a condom out of his pocket and giving himself a few quick strokes, before rolling it on. He crawls up the bed, covering my body with his own and pressing a tender kiss against my lips.

“Are you sure?” he asks me one final time, lining his cock up at my entrance.

“Yes,” I say with absolute certainty.

His eyes fall closed, his head tipping back in pleasure as he enters me on one long glide. Overcome with emotion, my eyes prick with tears unshed, and I know without a doubt that I have fallen head over heels for this man.

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Archer

Fuck…It’s so good.

Being inside Maggie feels so fucking good, like finally coming home after a lifetime spent at sea. For so long I have felt lost, untethered. Floating through life with no real sense of direction. Just going through the motions. Alive, but not actually living.

Here in this room, it feels like I have finally found my anchor.

My purpose.

Maggie gazes up at me, her tear-filled eyes shining with so much emotion, it makes my chest ache.

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