Page 94 of The Devil's Hunt

Maddie placed a pill on her tongue, and Lacey eagerly swallowed, sipping her drink simultaneously.

“Your turn, beautiful. Open wide.” Maddie pulled me to her, playfully tipping my head back with her finger.

I opened my mouth and let her put a pill on my tongue, greedily swallowing the champagne she poured into my mouth. Adrenaline flooded my senses as the pill slid down my throat, mingling with the alcohol already coursing through my system. It wasn’t long before the lights seemed brighter, the music louder, and the party cranked up toa whole new level of intensity. I watched couples have sex against the walls, on the floors, and while dancing. Lacey and Maddie were grinning wildly, their eyes glazed over.

Lacey twirled around with a carefree laugh, her pink ball gown billowing out around her like a cloud. When she started dancing with another masked patron, Maddie pulled me closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she whispered in my ear, “Let’s make this a night to remember, virgin girl,” she popped several pills in her mouth and flashed her tongue at me, the white pills beginning to dissolve on her tongue. She wrapped her hands around the back of my head and pulled my face to hers, pressing her mouth to mine. Her tongue invaded my mouth, pushing the pills across the threshold. I had never been kissed by a girl before, and as her lips moved against mine, I felt a new kind of excitement coursing through my veins. The taste of her was intoxicating, and it took my breath away as her lips devoured mine. As I struggled to breathe and register what was happening, Maddie pushed me away, her lips curled into a smirk.

“Not bad, virgin girl. You probably drive Archer wild with that mouth of yours. Maybe I’ll try him myself,” she laughed maniacally, her eyes now wholly glazed over, her pupils dilated, and her movements erratic. I tried to grasp what was happening, but my mind was on a different plane, detached from reality.

I stared at her, trying to make sense of her words, but my brain was dizzy, and my body felt numb. I stumbled back, trying to catch my breath as my mind raced. My eyes met Archer’s across the room, his expression changing when he saw mine. He pushed through the crowd, his eyes never leaving mine.

Lacey reappeared, her mask askew and her dress ripped in several places, stumbling toward us. She threw her arms around my neck, her body convulsing with laughter.

“I’m going to go have hot, masked sex with that guy I was dancing with. He says he’s a Libra, so we can talk about our astrological compatibility while he goes down on me,” Lacey giggled against my cheek, balancing her weight on my arms.

“Are you okay, Lacey? Are you sure you’re not too high?”

“Mila, live a little. Have hot, high sex with your husband. Trust me, it’s an entirely different experience,” she said, patting my cheeks and kissing my lips. “I love you, sister. I’m proud of you. I expect all the details of his proposal before he gave you that giant rock.”

I looked down at the ring on my finger, smiling because nothing escaped Lacey. Archer’s arm wrapped around my waist, letting me know he was there.

“I love you too, Lace. Be careful. Make smart decisions,” I reminded her.

“Archer, take care of my best friend and give her mind-blowing orgasms, or I’ll cut your dick off,” she warned him before blowing me a kiss and skipping toward the masked man.

He smiled, waved at us, and let her drag him, disappearing into the crowd.

“Are you okay?” Archer asked concern etched on his face.

“I feel… like I’m floating outside my body, but still inside of it,” I admitted. “Does that make sense?”

Archer pulled me to him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, anchoring myself to him. “That’s the drugs, baby,” he laughed.

The room seemed to spin around us as if on cue, and the music pulsed through my veins, making me feel weightless. We danced, swaying in sync with the rhythm, and I felt the warmth of his body pressed against mine. The world around us blurred, and all that mattered was the moment we shared. His hands danced expertly on my back, his fingers drawing the most erotic patterns, setting my body on fire. I couldn't help but close my eyes, lost in the sensation of his touch.

Archer's lips found mine, and all thought fled my mind as our tongues danced with one another. As our kiss intensified, he brushed his thumb over my cheek, the tenderness in his eyes stirring something deep within me. I gazed up at him, my heart pounding, and whispered, "I love you."

Archer's smile was warm and loving, and he replied, "I love you too." He pulled me closer, his body heat enveloping me, and we continued to dance, lost in the rhythm and the intensity of our love.

His hands dug into my flesh, cupping my ass, pulling me closer to him. I could feel the bulge in his pants, and I wanted him badly. I reached down and grabbed the bulge, feeling his hardness through his pants, and moaned softly.

“Careful, little rabbit.”

“I’m done being careful.” I lifted his shirt out of his pants and reached my hand inside his briefs, wrapping my hand around his thick cock.

Archer groaned deeply, his body tensing beneath my touch. He rested his forehead against mine, our eyes locking for a moment before I slowly started stroking him, my desire dripping down my thighs. His hips bucked slightly, seeking more contact. I rubbed him gently, feeling the heat of our contact.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

“Fuck no,” he rasped, his eyes never leaving mine.

I squeezed him harder, and he let out a low growl.

“Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“You better be careful what you ask for because I won’t be able to control myself,” he warned, his voice thick with desire.

“I know.”

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