Page 63 of Playing With Fire

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“Oh…god!” Cassie moaned and then, “Archer…”

She said his name as if it were a prayer. A plea for the release he knew exactly how to give.

Archer reached around to Cassie’s front, his hand finding her swollen clit begging for his touch. Though his view was blocked by her mouthwatering backside, he knew exactly where to put his hand…and what to do with his fingers.

He pressed the pads of his fingertips against the taut bud. Moving in small, tight circles, he rubbed the bundle of nerves just as he had with his tongue. Her body jerked beneath his, another cry of pleasure releasing into the air.

From this vantage point, Archer could see when Cassie’s fists filled with the plush comforter below. A low keening sound built up from the base of her throat, and when he pressed his fingers a little harder…when he stroked her most sensitive spot a little faster…he knew he’d just pushed her off that glorious ledge.

Cassie’s entire body stiffened in his hold. Her movements grew jerky and uneven as her second orgasm of the afternoon struck. Her inner muscles clamped down onto his dick like a hot, wet, velvety smooth vise.

She cried out his name, a flood of the woman’s fiery, hot essence covered him as she came. And when her body flexed and quivered around him, Archer let go of the final thread of control, and he plummeted right along with her.

“Cassie!” he growled as the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced shot through him.

Lower spine-tingling with a million tiny, pleasurable needles, he kept her hips steady with a gentle-yet-firm grip. Archer rocked against her over and over again as he spilled himself into the tip of the condom.

Bright white dots filled his vision, and the electrified tendrils of their shared passion nearly spun him into an unconscious bliss. Eyes wide, he blinked several times, physically shaking his head from side to side in an effort to avoid blacking out altogether.

Holy. Fuck.

Still behind her, stillinher, Archer’s knees trembled as he struggled to keep his balance. Cassie, however, all but collapsed onto the mattress below.

After ensuring the condom remained in place, Archer gently slid himself free and fell back onto the bed. His chest heaved up and down with rough, ragged breaths as his lungs worked to return to their normal, steady pace.

“Holy…shit.” His chest heaved up and down with several rough, ragged breaths. “That was…”

The sentiment trailed off when he couldn’t think of a word worthy of what had just transpired.

Incredible.

Amazing.

The best sex he’d ever had.

“Unexpected.”

Archer blinked, his hair swooshing against the comforter’s soft material as he turned and stared at the woman beside him. Lying flat on her stomach, Cassie had her arms curled adorably beneath her chest. Her eyes were closed, hair disheveled, and even in the darkening shadows of the burgeoning night, her skin appeared more flushed than before.

“Unexpected?” He smirked, arching a brow and hoping like hell this was headed in a positive direction.

Long lashes fluttered open, and when that beautiful blue stare met his, it was as if they stole a part of his soul. Her gaze glittered as that smile of hers lifted at the corners.

“It’s never been…” Cassie started, giving a slight shake of her head. “I mean, I never realized…” A quick lick of her lips. “I didn’t know sex could be like that.”

She didn’t know…

Wondering what the hell kind of asshole lovers the two men before him had been, Archer felt another rush of male pride from knowing it had been a chart-topping experience for her, too.

“Me neither, sweetheart.” He brought a hand to her face, gently tucking some wayward waves behind her ear.

“I hope you aren’t going to quit now.” Her expression grew serious. “What if your team finds out? Will you get into trouble? Because the last thing I would ever want is for you to lose your job because of m?—”

Archer pressed his mouth to hers before she could finish. Her concern was understandable but completely unnecessary.

“The guys and I are all equal partners in the firm.” His lips feathering against hers with the explanation. “It would take a majority vote to kick one of us to the curb, and trust me when I say, that’s not going to happen.”

“Tell me about them.” She shifted back just enough to look him in the eyes. “I read that you all served on the same SEAL team, but the article never really went into much detail about why you and your friends left the Navy.”