Page 23 of Boo-ty Calls
Leaning back against his chest, I relish in the pleasure, and when he moves his hand from my throat to tweak my nipple, I scream out as I ride the waves of my orgasm.
“Goddess,” he says with a struggle.
“Yes?”
“May I cum? Please. I’m on the edge.” His moans fill my ears, and I’m finally satisfied from my last one.
Pausing before I answer, he whimpers and attempts to pull out of me. As I move away from the wall, his thrusts slow. “Be a good boy, pull out and cum all over my face.”
I lower to the cold dark tile, looking at him he whips off the sleeve and furiously strokes his dick. Leaning his hand against the wall behind us, he groans in pleasure as he gives me the facial I allow from time to time.
Licking my lip, I stare up at him. “My favourite noises other than your whimpers are when I let you cum.”
“Anything for you, Goddess. May I clean you?”
I swirl my tongue over my mouth, trying to reach my skin. “Hmmm. I don’t know if you asked correctly. Maybe I’ll take it all for myself.”
“Please, can I worship you the way you deserve?” His lips form a pout, and it's adorable.
Spreading my legs to lean back, I curl my finger and nod.
Archer kneels in front of me, wrapping his arm behind me. He swipes his finger over my chin and pulls it away to clean his come from me. Continuing, he cleans me and before he can swallow I catch his lips with mine, deepening the kiss with him, tasting him on his tongue.
I jump and cross the room to pack up. “Stay on your knees.”
With a glance over my shoulder, I see him following orders, his tattoos standing out against the LED lights. Shimmying into my skirt, I finish with my shirt and pack our toys before putting everything in the bag.
“Get dressed. You have dinner to make.”
Archer stands and puts his clothes on. Slipping his hand into mine, he kisses my temple and grins. “I love you, darling.”
“Forever.” I squeeze his hand, and we head out to the car.
I’ll have to fill out his card while he’s cooking. He loves them and always keeps everything I write to him, as if it’s precious material.
Archer opens the passenger door, and I step into the car. The evening carries a chilly breeze, and I should’ve brought a hoodie.
“I’ll cook while you bathe,if you want.”
Nodding, I turn up the heat and flick the button for the seat to warm. “Next time I’ll bring baby wipes and a sweater.”
“You want to go again?” His tone is excited.
I watch the scenery pass by for a moment before turning to look at him. “Fuck yeah, I’ll leave you if you don’t take me back there.” I smirk and look out the window.
His hand reaches across the console, reaching my leg, squeezing the flesh. “If you threw me out, who would cook you dinner? Remind you to drink water or keep you on your toes?”
Bratty behaviour brews in my belly, but I let it go. It’s our pre-anniversary after all. “True, it would be too much work training another man to be as good as you.”
“Such a compliment. Go get warm in the bath and I’ll call you for dinner.” He reaches the glove compartment and pulls out a small bag before turning the car off in our driveway.
I squeeze his arm and kiss his cheek before getting out and walking up the path. “Thank you, Archer. Tonight has been unbelievable. All of it. I’m thankful for you in my life.”
He drops a kiss on my head before heading into the kitchen. “I love you too, Goddess.” Archer calls out. I grab the card I forgot from my office and head to the bath.
While the water fills the tub, I head to the bedroom and strip off my clothes before grabbing plaid pants and my favourite old shirt of Archer’s.
Dropping them on the counter, I tie my hair higher and grab a pen and book before getting into the bath.
