Keep This Between Us by Albany Archer

Author:Albany Archer [Archer, Albany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

tuesday

I stare down at Bond, the grin on his face melting into something more heated—a promise of soul-shaking satisfaction. How is this my life?

His eyes rake over me, taking in my very naked and flushed form. “I still need to show you how I feel. How sorry I am.”

Wrinkling my brow, I cock my head. “You’ve already apologized and made me come twice.”

“And that’s not nearly enough. I’m going to wring every ounce of pleasure from your body until you’re nothing but a crying mess.”

Mouth agape, I nod. “I want that.” The most beautiful man I’ve ever met wants me, and I’m going to let him have me.

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he snatches me up and carries me to the bed, tossing me into my fluffy mattress like I weigh nothing. With a squeak, I clamber upright, tucking my legs beneath me.

“Be right back.” With a wink, he steps into the bathroom, and I hear the sink run. Then he’s at the foot of my bed. “You ready?”

He does that mouthwatering thing where he uses one hand to pull his shirt off from behind—the effect of which causes spontaneous ovarian eruptions. Bond toes off his boots and socks, then his hands go to his pants, where he pauses.

Crooking a single finger, he beckons me. And as if I’m under his spell, I crawl to him.

I’ve never crawled for a man in my life, but here we are, and I don’t have a single hesitation. I reach for the waist of his jeans, but he grabs my hands and brings them to his lips, chastely kissing my knuckles.

Bond guides my fingers to his pants. With a coy smile, I toy with the button and the zipper, going one tooth at a time, enjoying the strain of his bulge behind the denim.

“Peach, you better hurry up before I lose my patience.”

Tugging his jeans down his hips, I fight back a smile when I see he’s commando.

I drink my fill of his barrel chest, broad shoulders, thick thighs, and solid stomach. Once again, I’m reminded of an old-fashioned strong man.

Biting my lips, I let my eyes follow the thin line of dark hair below his navel. A happy trail indeed. His cock is the perfect length and girth, ruddy and delectable with veins running along the underside—it’s like the mythical creature of peens. A unicock.

And it’s mine.

“No panties? You’re killing me, Baseball Cap.”

He throws his head back, laughing. Then, the laughter stops, and I’m under Bond, my back on the bed, arms pinned above my head. Despite being trapped beneath him, the kiss is soft and sweet. A mix of feather-light brushes of his mouth and tender flicks of his tongue. As the kiss heats up, his cock presses against me, drips of precum pooling on my belly, and his hips press down, effectively locking me in place.

I love it. Love the feeling of being restrained beneath him, his heavy body resting on top of me.

The kiss goes from gentle and light to deep and bruising.

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