#Chapter 290: You’ll Want To See This

At once, Archer gives me what I desire. Pressing harder against my clit, he rubs it in small circles. I buck and sway my hips, following his fingers in a tantric dance. I forget about my sudsy hands and reach back, clawing at Archer’s wide shoulder with a wet soapy hand. He lifts his head from my neck and I turn enough so that I can press my lips to his in a sloppy kiss. He laps at my tongue, mouths open wide. Nothing about what is happening here is pretty, but it’s all so damn hot nonetheless. Archer knows just how to touch me to make me lose my mind in the fastest, most delectable way possible. I want to be naked. I want him to rip my clothes off, bend me over this counter, and fuck me until I can’t even see straight. In the corners of my mind, I remind myself that I am in my mother’s kitchen. The door is not locked or barred in any way. Anyone could just walk in at any moment. Sex really isn’t in the cards for me right now. Plus all these damn dirty dishes aren’t going to