Eventually, it comes time for Carrie to leave. She holds Mia for as long as she is able, to which Mia seems content with. But Archer’s continuous watch-checking, Neil’s apologetic interruptions, and Beau’s annoyed throat-clearing soon tell Carrie it’s time to let go.“I’ll be back for you, my precio
“I’ll go with you,” Steven says. He leaves his tablet on the couch and walks toward me. Together we leave the room and head into the hallway.As we walk, only the sound of our footsteps is audible.“I kind of forgotten how quiet it is here,” I say. Quiet, when no one’s making any noise, that is. The
I return to the living room in somewhat of a haze. My mind is still reeling from the possibilities of Steven’s implication, but he seems back to normal now, which confuses me farther. Maybe I had imagined the potential propositioning. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time Steven and I were accid
My safeword is pineapple, but I don’t intend to use it. I’ve been waiting a very long time for this. Archer is experienced, and I know he doesn’t want to hurt me more than would be pleasurable. I trust him to keep things within a beginner’s limits. Once the safeword is decided, Archer tells me ser
“One,” Archer says. “Say it.” “One,” I say. I’m ready now. I can do this. When the second slap comes, I’m ready for it. This one was a little harder on his side, but no less enjoyable. I even moan this time, especially as he keeps his hand there to rub around a little. “Two, Daddy,” I purr.
I swallow hard. I was not expecting Archer to get so blindingly jealous, but frankly, it’s hot as fuck. Is he mad he wasn’t my first? Just how wild would it drive him being my second? “Neil,” I say, answering his question without fear. Neil can handle himself against Archer’s rage if it comes to t
He’s only fucked me once, and I’m already seeing stars. This man keeps his promises. “Daddy, don’t stop. Please don’t stop, ah!” He plunges back inside of me like he was made to be there. In and out, again and again, he keeps a punishing pace. With my hands tied up, I can’t reach for him. I ca
I wake up to the feel of someone gently rubbing me with a soft, damp cloth. Even though I have no reason to believe that it would be anyone other than Archer doing so, I still can’t quite wrap my head around him being so kind until I open my eyes and actually catch him in the act. I don’t want to