“I don’t think it was them, Gem.”
I wrap my arm around Katie. “I’m so sorry. I’ll pay for this.”
She furrows her brows. “Why? This isn’t your fault.”
I give her a look that says otherwise. Immediately, I scan the area and hold out my keychain of weapons. Whoever it is, they followed us here and could still be lurking.
Katie calls roadside assistance and explains the situation. It takes two hours before we’re finally on the road and heading home. While we waited, I called Archer to let him know what happened, and he’s ready to glue himself to my side. I hate that this brings him more worry, but I refuse to let this person control my life.
“This is ridiculous. Whoever’s doing this is a fucking coward.” Katie’s still seething when she pulls into my driveway, but I don’t blame her. I hate that whoever’s after me is now including my friends.
“Babe.” Archer pulls me into his arms as soon as I open the door. “You okay?”
“I’m fine, just pissed.” I sink into his warmth and kiss his lips.
Sassy rushes to my feet, and I lean down to pet her. “Were you a good girl today?”
“She’s been a lazy shit, then stole my sandwich right off my plate when I wasn’t looking.”
I crack up, then shake my head. “No treats for you, I guess.”
Later that night, when we’re lying in bed, I turn to him. “So there’s something we need to discuss.”
“Alright…” he says cautiously.
“Since Gemma and Katie know we’re together, I think it’s time to tell Tyler. That way we can finally be together in public without worrying that it’ll get back to him.”
“If you think it’s time, then I’ll do it.” He holds me tighter. “Just know that he might punch my face in.”
I snort, wrapping my leg over his body. “And if he does, I promise to make it all better.”
“Everleigh…” he warns when I rub over his cock that’s hard and ready.
“You seriously gonna make me go solo another night?” I ask.
“It’s a much safer option.”
I release a loud groan, then crawl over him and off the bed. “Fine. I’ll be in my bed with BUB.”
Determined to follow through with my threat, I march toward my room, then grab BUB from my nightstand. As I lie down and spread my legs, I place the vibrator over my clit. If Archer’s going to withhold orgasms, then I’ll do it myself.
“Slide your panties to the side,” Archer’s demanding voice captures my attention as he leans against the doorframe.
Instead of telling him he lost his chance, I comply. He licks his lips as he watches me, and my breathing picks up as I race to the edge.
“You’re so wet, baby,” he says in a hoarse voice.
I squeeze my breast with my free hand, then let my knees fall to the sides. I’m spread wide open for his viewing pleasure.
“Fuck.”
I press the button to speed up the vibrator. My back arches as I climb closer to release, and I love that Archer’s watching my every move. The heat in his gaze pushes me further, and I know it won’t be much longer.
“I’m so close,” I whimper.
Just before my body can fully reach climax, the vibrator is ripped from my hand, and Archer’s towering over me.
“Hey!” I squeal. “That was cruel.”
“You don’t come without me,” he orders, tearing my panties off me.
“You weren’t willing to do the job so I resorted to other options.”
He groans in my ear. “Keep your hands on the bedrails. I’m gonna prove that I’m your only option.”
I can hardly control my breathing to respond, then he moves between my thighs and takes over. The warmth of his tongue hits me hard as he slides up my slit and captures my greedy nub between his lips.
“Oh my God. Please, Archer. I’m desperate,” I beg, lifting my hips to meet his face.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” he taunts, softly biting the inside of my leg.
“You. Right. Now.” I’m tempted to shove his face back to my pussy if he doesn’t give me what I need.
“You gonna squirt all over me, baby?”
“If you hurry the fuck up,” I grit out, and the vibrations of his laughter tickle my thigh.
Without responding, Archer sinks two fingers deep inside me, and I yelp in surprise. His mouth covers my clit as he thrusts hard.
“Yesyesyes, sooooo close.” My hips buck, and Archer holds me down with his free hand.
He continues his sweet assault as tingles shoot down my spine and explode between my thighs. Archer continues to finger-fuck me as I moan and scream his name. The feeling is so damn intense, I can’t control how my body shakes against him.
“There’s my good girl. Squirt all over me.” Archer licks his lips as he watches me and pulls his fingers out. As soon as I relax, he returns and works me up to another release.
When my body is spent, Archer lifts me and hauls me over his shoulder.
“What are you doin’?” I squeal, clinging tightly to his back.
“Gettin’ you in the shower where I can fuck you raw.” He smacks my bare ass, then sets me down on the bathroom counter.
“Oh my God, that’s cold.” I squirm as I adjust to the temperature change.
Archer smirks as he turns on the hot water, then strips off his pants.
“I hope you weren’t lying about being ready for this because, baby, I’ve been dreaming about being inside you for weeks.”
I chew on my bottom lip and grin. “If you don’t break me in half and have me screaming in a foreign language, I’ll be disappointed.”
Archer drags me to my feet and into his bare chest. He tilts up my chin and presses his lips to mine. “You’re so goddamn dirty, you know that? I’m about to fuck the English out of you.”
Chapter Six
ARCHER
After Everleigh was in the hospital, I’ve been more protective than ever before. Keeping her at a distance while she healed was a struggle, but after she insisted she was ready, I caved. And I can’t say I’m sorry about making love to her.
Everleigh lights something inside me that I can’t explain, and though we’re still trying to figure out who’s after us, I’ve never been happier. Holding her in my arms each night and hearing her scream my name as she comes all over me is fucking heaven. But now the time has come to let Tyler know. It’s been a couple of weeks since Everleigh and I discussed it, and the longer I wait, the more I feel like shit for betraying my best friend. Regardless of the consequences, I need to face them before he finds out from someone else.
I haven’t decided how to tell him yet, but hopefully, I can get some time with him after work today. I’m scheduled with back-to-back clients and barely get five minutes to use the bathroom or eat. But regardless, I’ve decided I’m doing it.
“Hey, man. Your two o’clock just canceled. Wasn’t feeling well,” Tyler tells me as he grabs a pair of gloves. “So, figured I could come box with you for a bit and catch up.”