That smile grew wider, and Archer knew the admission had been the right call.
“I haven’t been with anyone since Russ, and he and I had been sleeping in separate rooms for a while before that.”
Something she’d shared during one of many conversations they’d had those first couple of days. But damn if it didn’t make him feel like a fucking king hearing it again.
Two lovers. It still amazed him that a woman as smart and beautiful as Cassie had only been with two other guys.
Two or twenty, Archer didn’t care. After tonight, she was going to forget all about her time spent in bed with anyone other than him.
Only me.
Leaning down, he brought his mouth to hers. The kiss was slow. Sensual. Possessive in nature. And as their tongues danced lazily with one another’s he realized the rest didn’t matter.
The scandal and rumors surrounding her arrest. That fucking nickname the bastards on T.V. had given her. The money she stood to gain…
None of that shit mattered to Archer. All he cared about was that Cassie was right here, lost in this moment, with him.
Only me.
Those words became his own personal mantra as he finally,finallyallowed himself to move. Not wanting to hurt her—he’djust as soon cut off his own dick than to ever cause her pain—he entered her welcoming heat inch by agonizing inch.
Only me.
Archer moaned, his eyes falling shut when he got his first feel of her velvety core. He already knew she was tight from earlier, but the way her inviting sheath surrounded him now was like the best kind of torture known to man.
Fuuuuck.
He lost control then. Unable to keep from it, Archer gave one final thrust forward, becoming fully seated in what he could only describe as Heaven. And when Cassie’s head fell back onto the mattress with a gasp—when he felt the tips of her manicured nails digging into the skin at his shoulders— there was only one word flashing through his lust-drunk mind.
One with the power to erase them all…
Mine.
Cassie’s soft moan joined his, the sound filling the otherwise silent room. Archer’s body stretched hers as he moved in and out of her slowly, their bodies moving as one with steady, even thrusts.
Easing himself almost completely out of her sex, he moved forward once more. Another moan—he was pretty sure it came from him—sounded, and for the next several moments, they continued on just like that.
His body sliding in and out of hers. Cassie meeting him thrust for masterful thrust. Keeping the rhythm of their sensual dance steady, Archer kissed and licked and savored as much of her incredible body as he could.
When he sensed she needed more, he picked up the pace. Their breaths came in short, loud bursts. Painfully swollen, Archer increased the speed of his movements.
His thrusts came faster. His hips slamming against hers even harder. The sounds of sex surrounded them, and when Cassie’sbody began to quiver beneath his, he knew she was close once again.
More!
In several abrupt, succinct movements, Archer slid himself free, flipped her over onto her stomach, and pulled her hips off the mattress and into the air.
Realigning his body with hers, Archer’s cock disappeared within her drenched folds. He didn’t go slow this time. Didn’t move inch by agonizing inch. Instead he entered her greedy core in one, long thrust.
“Ah!” Cassie threw her head back, her long, golden waves creating a waterfall that ended at the small of her back.
At first, Archer feared he might have hurt her. A beat later, she pushed her delectable heart-shaped ass against him, and he knew she was begging for more.
More.
He was right there with her, but even as he began taking her with rough, powerful thrusts from behind, Archer knew he could spend the rest of his days just like this…and he’d still nevereverget his fill of this woman.
Fucking ever.