“Put me out of my misery,” I beg, massaging his balls.
“Do what I say then,” he demands, tilting up my head until our eyes meet. “Rub your clit.”
I move a hand between my legs.
“Nice and slow, baby. Don’t rush,” he orders.
I lazily rub circles over the swollen bud while swirling my tongue around his sensitive tip. He clicks the remote and adjusts the speed, putting it on a fast, consistent vibration.
“Oh my God, yes,” I murmur, trying to concentrate.
“Everleigh.” His deep tone grabs my attention, and I snap my gaze back to his. “Don’t come.”
“I need to!”
“On my cock, only.”
I release a groan, ready to beg. “Get your clit nice and ready for me. I bet your pussy’s dripping wet.”
“It is,” I confirm. “I’m so close.”
“Bend over the bed,” he says, and I quickly obey.
He smacks a hand on my ass, then smoothes it with his palm. “Spread your legs. Let me see that needy cunt.”
Before he’s even inside me, his filthy words nearly have me unraveling. Archer knows exactly what I like, and his dirty talk is what I always crave. He can set my body on fire with just one sentence, and he knows it.
“That’s my girl.” He strokes himself a couple of times before pushing inside. I gasp at the intense sensation, then rock my body into his as we move in sync.
Archer leans over me and covers my hands with his as he impales me with deep, hard thrusts.
“My beautiful wife, squirting all over me as I fuck her. God, I’m a lucky man,” he mutters in my ear.
“Shit, that’s so good. Don’t stop,” I whimper, meeting him movement for movement.
After he slides a hand between my legs, Archer pinches my needy clit, setting me off. My walls tighten and squeeze him as liquid gushes down my thighs. Archer groans in my neck, slamming into me a few more times before he releases inside me.
As I collapse on top of the bed, he falls next to me. “You have three minutes to rest. Then I’m hauling your ass against that window.” He winks, reminding me of our wedding weekend in Vegas.
Archer keeps every promise he makes. By the time the sunrise beams through the blinds, my legs are numb, and I can barely walk. I feel him on every inch of my skin, and now, thanks to our naughty video, it’s a night neither of us will ever forget. Though even without it, I would’ve replayed this night for the rest of my life.
“Mornin’, my love.” Archer brushes his lips over my jawline. “Breakfast?”
“Yes, please,” I say. “The girls will be home soon.”
“Guess you better refuel then so we can make our shower documentary.”
I burst out laughing. “Rain check, I’m too sore for a double feature.”
“Alright, fine.” He presses his lips to mine. “Stay in bed. I’ll bring up your coffee and food.”
Once he’s gone, I check my phone and let Annie know she can bring the kids when she’s ready. She and her husband were nice and offered to take them for the night. Of course, Sadie offered to help babysit too, and at fifteen, she’s proven to be very responsible. When Annie and Smith got pregnant four years ago, Sadie really stepped into her big sister role. She and Owen are still best friends, but he’s in his third year of college at the University of Alabama on a baseball scholarship, and since Sadie’s still in high school, she only sees him when he’s home for breaks. Gemma and I both think they’re going to end up together in the future, but only time will tell.
However, if they don’t, Annie’s son and Gemma’s youngest daughter are the same age. Tyler and Gemma had a boy when Scarlett was two, then got the surprise of a lifetime when they found out they were expecting again. Now their oldest is eleven, and it’s safe to say they’re staying busy with three kids while running their businesses.
“Here you are,” Archer says, carrying in a tray of food.
“Mmm…smells delicious.” I lower my eyes down his body. “The view’s pretty decent too.”
“You keep teasing me like that, and I’m telling Annie to keep the kids another night.”
I chuckle, taking a sip of coffee. “I think she’s going a little crazy.” Considering she moved into our old two-bedroom house after we bought this one, they’re definitely crowded. Sadie didn’t mind sharing with her baby brother at first, but now he’s getting into everything, and she wants her privacy. When my three go and stay, they usually end up having a slumber party in the living room. But I know she and Smith are looking for a bigger place now.
“It’s a really good thing you’re snipped, or last night would’ve definitely done the job a fourth time,” I say, eyeing his low-hanging boxers.
“I could get it reversed, and we could try for a boy.” He winks, climbing on the bed.
“Oh my God, get off me with that talk.” I playfully swat at him. I love our children more than anything, but after my second shop opened in Mobile last year, I’m already stretched too thin. Luckily, Archer’s been a big help with juggling duties and working less at the gym. Smith happily took the extra hours.
“Oh come on, Scarlett will be old enough to babysit in a couple of years, and then we just pawn our kids off on her.”
I laugh at his “solution” and tell him no way. Scarlett, Finn, and Luke are eleven and little hormonal pre-teens. A phase I’m definitely not looking forward to with our own. It’s a miracle Katie and Noah haven’t lost their minds yet dealing with double trouble.
Archer and I lay in bed, eating and enjoying our coffees in peace. It’ll be short-lived, but we’re taking advantage of every minute alone.
“Did you enjoy yesterday?’ he asks when we’re finished.
“Yes, of course. Didn’t you?”
“Absolutely. Best second wedding I’ve ever had.” He smirks, then rolls on top of me. “Thanks for marrying me ten years ago and again yesterday.”
“Thanks for askin’ me.” I lean up and kiss him. “It’s wild to think about everything we’ve been through the past ten years.”
“Yeah, especially considering how far we’ve come.”
“And I couldn’t imagine doing it with anyone else.”
“Hell no, baby. You’ve always been the one.”
“When did you know I was?” I ask curiously.
“That first day we met. Something inside me shifted, and my heart knew.”
I furrow my brows and slant my head. “The day after my birthday when you found a naked man on my couch?”
“Yep.” He nods. “I mean, I wanted to punch the guy in the face, but I loved how you carried yourself with that no fucks given attitude. I knew right then you’d be a good match for me and were someone who could handle all the demons I was facing.”
“As much as I love hearing that, I’m glad you left that story out of our vows.” I chuckle, just imagining Tyler’s reaction, considering how pissed he was at me that day.
“Our story will always be my favorite. It’s been a wild journey,” Archer says sweetly.
I snuggle into his chest as his arm wraps around me. “The best kind there is.”