Everything except her…and Archer.
The captivating man leaned down, his intent clear as he took the peak of one of her breasts between his hot, molten lips. Cassie gasped, her back arching on reflex, as if her body was instinctively trying to get even closer.
As if her body were begging him for more.
Archer’s moan was deep. Masculine. And filled with a primal satisfaction that made her lower belly tingle with need.
Reaching blindly, Cassie filled her hands with his soft, silky hair. With a flick of his tongue, Archer teased and taunted a nipple she was certain was hard enough to cut glass. She cried out softly, her head falling to the side as she lost herself in the moment.
He brought a hand up and began kneading her moldable flesh while the man’s talented mouth continued its slow, tantalizing torture.
“Perfect.” The low rumble traveled through the sexually charged air. “Fucking…perfect.”
Archer moved to the other breast, offering it the same glorious, unhurried attention that drove her positively mad with need. Part of her wanted to tell him to hurry. That she didn’t need foreplay to work her body into a frenzy in order to prepare for the inviting intrusion she couldn’t wait to feel.
I’m already there.
But Cassie chose to listen to other parts. The ones that had been denied this same type of primitive, fundamental necessity every human being possessed.
Only this wasn’t the same type of sex she was used to. This was hot. Passionate. And greedy in the very best of ways.
“Archer!” Cassie cried out his name, her pelvis lifting toward him as she felt the slight tug he’d just given her distended nipple.
The pleasurable pain sent an electric shock straight to her core as if that part of her body somehow had a direct connection that ran straight from her breast to her clit. Another part of her that was swollen and hard. Aching for the anticipated explosion of pleasure she knew would come.
Another satisfied moan bubbled up from the base of his throat, and before Cassie realized his intent, she felt that talented mouth of his begin to move lower. Soft, fiery kisses left a shiver of desire in their wake as he followed an invisible trail from her breasts to the edge of her delicate panties.
His fingertips dipped between the skin at her hips and the lacy elastic at her hips. Cassie’s lids fluttered open, her breath catching when she found him staring up at her from between her thighs.
Not a word was spoken between them, yet the smoldering looks they shared said everything.
Cassie lifted her pelvis from the wooden floor beneath her. Archer wasted no time pulling the dainty material down over her hips. He didn’t stop until the tiny black scrap was fully removed and dangling from his fist.
She watched, unable to tear his eyes away from his as he brought the balled-up panties to his face for a deep inhale.
Oh. My. God.
Movies and television. Those were the only two places she’d ever seen a man do that. Seeing it in real life, watching this man’s eyes close with a second deep inhale of her most intimate scent…
A heated flush began filling her neck and cheeks, and Cassie started to look away. But all traces of embarrassment faded with the tantalizing smile forming across his lips.
“Fucking incredible.” Archer’s deep rasp reached her ears.
The sound was one that would forever remind her of sex.
Her legs fell open in an invitation as old as time itself. His gaze lowered to her full, aching sex, and if she had any doubt the man wanted her as much as she did him, it would have vanished in that very instant.
“Please, Archer.” Cassie stared up at him hungrily.
Archer dropped those panties, letting them fall onto the steps behind him. Leaning forward, he placed a single, sweet kiss on the inside of one thigh before repeating the move with the other. And then…
“Oh!” She cried out as he took her in his mouth.
She was already soaked with desire for this man. Had been damn near since the first time she’d laid eyes on him. But the feel of his scorching lips and tongue on her most intimate parts flooded her core with a rush of arousal so intense Cassie wasn’t sure she would even survive.
“Mmm…” Archer moaned as if he were tasting the world’s most delicious dessert.
The vibrating sound—along with the friction from the soft hair framing his lips—only intensified the sensations filling her already sensitive flesh. And right there, in the middle of the stairs, Cassie closed her eyes and gave herself over to him.