Cautionmeantslow. Slow might pull us from this place, and that was the last fucking thing I wanted now that we were finally here.
Her mouth found mine again, our tongues winding around each other, slick and wet and dirty. My hands moved to her waist, pushingup to the sides of her breasts under her shirt. My thumbs found the hard tips through the thin layer of her bra, and I rubbed back and forth as she arched her back.
“Dreamed about these,” I murmured. “It wasn’t enough. I want to see them, kiss them, suck them.”
When I pushed her bra out of the way, my fingers dragging over a nipple, she shivered.
Then I pulled back, studying the flush of color in her cheeks and down into her chest. With my finger working in tight, light circles, I wanted to see what that did to her. She kept her eyes closed, quick, panting breaths making her chest heave.
“So fucking beautiful,” I whispered. “Look at you.”
We’d hardly touched each other and I knew if I got her into my bed, I’d have her.
She’d let me do whatever I wanted right now.
God, I’d do so many things. I’d make it so good for her, she’d never leave.
Never leave me.
Remi’s hands found the waistband of my pants, and she curled her fingers there, dragging her knuckles over the V of my lower abdominals. Her eyes were hazy when she opened them.
“Archer, what are we doing?” she moaned.
I stole another kiss, and she gave it willingly. When I pulled back, we were both breathing hard.
“What we’ve wanted since that first fucking night,” I said, before finding that spot underneath her ear again and sucking. Hard.
She gasped, her hands fisting in my shirt. I grinned, nipping at her lips, then angling my mouth over hers for something deeper, wetter, a luxurious kiss that I had no right to take from this woman.
Remi made a plaintive noise as I gripped her breast, dragging my thumb over her, harder this time.
Her hand pushed at my shoulder.
Pushed.
Not pulled.
I broke the kiss, a harsh exhale leaving my mouth before I could stop it.
“Hang on,” she panted. “Just ... hang on a second.”
“Fuck,” I muttered, dropping my head against hers as I tried to catch my breath.
All the blood flow had diverted to my very angry hard-on, and at the moment, he could’ve broken through a brick fucking wall.
She kissed the edge of my jaw and breathed out an “I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s fine.” I pinched my eyes shut. “It’s okay.”
“I just ... I keep hearing his voice.” Remi lifted her head, and her eyes weren’t hazy with lust anymore. They were filled with apology. “What he said about us.”
God, I didn’t want it there, didn’t want him anywhere near this, but as soon as she said it, his voice was in my head too.
Fucking your way through your community service might be a little cliché, but she looks like a pleasant enough way to spend the time.
“I could lose my job for sleeping with you right now. If anyone finds out ...” She rubbed her face, and I took an unsteady step back. “Your dad could tell someone. The press, social media ...” Her voice trailed off, hopelessness filling her gaze.
“I know,” I admitted in a rough voice.