Page 17 of His Darkest Desires

Letting out a breath, he gripped my shoulders as he pressed his forehead to mine. "I'm sorry, I know why you told me to get out of your life, and I know I deserved it... but hearing how much you care for this guy... it drives me crazy, and just knowing he's been with you... inside you... I... can’t even think about it without wanting to kill him."

Letting out a sigh, I grabbed his face, bringing his eyes to mine. "He's not at fault here, Archer. We are.Weare the ones in this, and he is just an innocent bystander that got swept up in the mess we created. Just give me the time I need to tell him. I don't want to hurt him anymore than I have to. So, I need to do this my way, you at least owe me that much."

I watched as his jaw ticked. "Okay, but don't take too long or you know I will do it for you without even a concern for the guy."

"Understood. Just give me the rest of this weekend and it will be done by Monday, okay?"

Sitting there silent for a moment, I could see the wheels turning. "How about this. I will give you until Monday morning if you stay here with me tonight and tomorrow night, that way I know he's not seducing you into sleeping with him at night."

Placing my hands on my hips, I was a little irritated that he thought that I could be swayed so easily by a man. So I decided that it was time to teach him a little lesson. "You act as though it has to be dark outside to have sex. Youdoknow about this thing called a nooner, right?"

Realizing that I was messing with him, he gripped my waist, pulling me up hard against his growing erection. "It's not wise to smart off to me you know. I'm not above taking you to the couch and bending you over my knee. Or better yet bringing you to the edge of orgasm and then leaving you there for the rest of the day to suffer. I would have thought after last night you would know better than to push me too far, angel."

Not even lying, the words he’d said to me got me so hot I wanted to jump him, right here and now.

What’s wrong with me?I thought to myself.

Swallowing before I spoke, trying to calm my hormones back down, I answered. "You're... ah... you're right I should know better. Lesson learned."

Shaking his head at me, he started to back me up towards the couch. "No, I don't think so. I think you need to have a lesson in what punishment really is before you can grip the reality of what smarting off to me gets you."

"What?"

No sooner did I ask the question, he had my back on the couch and his head between my thighs, sucking and biting my clit. Bringing my hands to his head, he stopped what he was doing to bark out an order. "Hands over your head. Grip the armrest. Now. And don't you dare move them or it's going to be the whip next on your ass for disobeying me."

Why is it that hearing his threats turn me on every time?

He continued the onslaught of pleasure he was bringing to my body, and I began to lose myself in the moment with all my worries and concerns slipping away with every lick and every bite. "I'm close... you're going to make me come, Archer. Please let me come."

Suddenly, he stopped and brought his lips to mine. "Taste your sweet self on me," he said, covering my mouth with his, sliding his tongue in and out at an erotically smooth pace, that was doing nothing for cooling the fire that burned between my thighs for him. Breaking the kiss, he stared into my eyes like he was looking for something in me he needed to find.

Love.

Trust.

Honesty.

Or maybe all of it. Snapping me out of the trance he'd put me in, he got up off the couch and extended his hand out to help me up, leaving me on edge once again. "Are you really going to leave me like this all day?"

He laughed at the painful tone in my voice. "It is called punishment for a reason, Sloane."

"But the whole day?! Archer, you can't be serious!"

Grabbing my chin with two fingers, he kissed me on the lips. "Oh, but I can, and I am, angel." Letting out a frustrated breath, I turned to head for the door when I felt his arm wrap around my waist, pulling my back to his chest. "Do you think you deserve to come, Sloane?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because, I learned my lesson about being a smart ass to you?"

Laughing at the fact I'd formed my answer in a question instead of a statement, he answered. "Yeah, I don't think you have. But... I'm not going to allow you to leave here in this needy state, you know why?" He pulled my head to the side by my hair and began to nibble down the side of my neck, sending chills racing through my body.

"W-why?"

"Because, that will make you more vulnerable around Jared, and I don't want that. So, I'm going to give you what you wantthis time, angel. But I won't always be so accommodating like this, so just remember that." He finished as his one hand wraps around my neck, holding me in place, as the other one found its way to my aching wet sex. Pushing two fingers inside of me, he growled in between kisses on my neck. "Fuck, you're always so wet and ready for me. The way your body responds to me gets me so fucking hard for you, angel." As his fingers hit that spot that undid me every time, his thumb circled my clit, bringing me closer to my release. "Wrap your arms around my neck." Stretching my arms back behind me to reach his height, I did as I was told as he massaged my breasts under my dress, pinching my nipples with his free hand. Biting my ear, he growled. "Spread those sexy legs of yours wide for me and put your right foot up on the coffee table so I can satisfy what ismine."

Doing as I'd been told, it felt as if he was going even deeper inside of me, and I was about to lose it. "I can't hold it anymore, Archer. I need to come."

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