“Allconversations?” I tease.“Is this why you and Fletch are so close?”
He throws me to the side, slamming me onto my back with athwumpand following me around until his knee rests between my legs. “You’re trying to bother me, Chief. Trying to gross me out. But the Malone in memakes it so my cock stays hard when you’re around, no matter what else is happening.” He digs his hand into his shorts and tugs the fabric down just far enough to free his cock, then he suckles on my bottom lip and groans his pleasure. “I haven’t gone soft since I met you. I honestly don’t think it’s possible.”
“Even when I bring Fletch into the discussion?”
His eyes flash with hunger. Challenge. Defiance. Then he drags my shorts aside and slips two fingers deliciously deep inside my pussy.
“Ahh.” I squeeze my eyes closed and whimper. Too quickly, he wields magic and conjures spires of pleasure throughout my blood. “Shit, Archer.”
“We could invite Steve in to watch us, and I wouldstillfuck you till your voice turns hoarse.”
“Don’t say his name!” I bark out a sound, somehow both pleasure and distress. Ecstasy and embarrassment. “Archer! Never say his name while we’re doing this.”
“You started this game, Chief.” He finds my puckered nipple, even with my shirt and bra still on. Taking it between his lips, he turns the sparks in my blood to lava. My choppy breath to a desperate pant. “Don’t try me. I’m tooMaloneto lose.”
“Fuck.” I drop my legs open and simply feel. Absorb. Mewl. “Archer…”
“Mmm.” He adds a third finger and stretches me wide. It’s a delicious ache. A luscious sting I won’t ever shy away from. “How do you want me, Chief? I could flip you to your belly and fuck you raw.” He nips at my chin. “I could lie on my back and make you ride me.” He pumps his fingers and pushes me toward delirium. “Sit you on my face and let me feast.”
“Archer…”
“Set you on your knees and make you worship me.” He slips his pinky into my ass and growls his pleasure. “I love hearing you cry my name. But Iloooveseeing you choke on my cock. Makes me feel like a god.”
“You lovebirds better be dressed in there!” Felix’s unwelcome voice penetrates my senses. It’s gone before it starts, so I could almost fall back into the things Archer does to my body. But then a loud thud booms against the door. Once, twice, three times. “I’m opening this door in three seconds, so cover up! Or don’t,” he giggles. “I’m game.”
Dazed, I blink, blink, blink, and search Archer’s angry glare. Already, his hand leaves my panties, and his cock disappears inside his shorts. “What…?”
“Three!” Felix pounds his fist again.
“Goddammit, Felix!” Archer drags my clothes back into place, tugging my top down and rolling off me, all within a single beat of my heart. “Fuck off!”
“Two!”
“Archer—”
“Sit up.” He yanks me to my butt so fast, my head swims, and my vision turns dark. Twisting me on the bed and positioning me so my feet touch the floor, he taps my cheeks and hovers directly in front of me. And yet, I’m not sure I see him. I only see the orgasm that was robbed from me. “Mayet?”
“Were we in a car accident?”
He coughs out a distressed chuckle and fixes his clothes, too.
“One!”
“Give me a minute while I shoot my brother in his fuckin’ face.” He bounds off the bed and crosses our room, reaching the door at the exact moment Felixsomehowoverrides the locks and becomes Jack Nicholson’s character in The Shining.
“Bedrooms are private!” Archer slams his fist into Felix’s chest. “And you live in New York. What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Visiting my family.” He slips under Archer’s arm and strides into the room, revealing a content Zora curled into his embrace while a bow almost bigger than her head dwarves her tiny, chubby body. “Chief Mayet. You look appropriately sexed up and bothered.” He thrusts the baby forward until she somehow becomes my problem, her wide, almost silver eyes staring up at me like I’m the strange one, and her lips curling into a taunting grin.
Yeah, she’s Felix’s kid, alright.
“I didn’t interrupt anything important, did I?”
My blood is still far,farfrom my brain, so all I manage is a blank-eyed stare and guppy lips.
“No? Excellent!” He scoops his hand under my arm and pulls me to my feet. “ZoZo wanted to visit with her Aunty Minka, so let’s go.”
“I don’t…”Have a good handle on thinking when I have sex on my mind.“What?”