Page 50 of Shots Fired

Archer releases my hair, his hand sliding to my hip, pinning me against his body. He’s so deep.

“Taking you raw is my new favorite thing,” he whispers between the kisses he sets along my collarbone. “You’re the first girl I’ve ever done this with.”

I turn my head to look at him. His blue eyes are already searching mine out as he slowly grinds into me, and while I appreciate every inch of his dick, my heartbeat kicks up in response to his candidness. Another piece he’s shared with me slots into my latest puzzle as the real Archer picture continues to take shape.

“I feel privileged. And me too, I guess that means we’ve both shared a first with each other.”

Archer continues fucking me, joint gasps bleeding into our words. “I’ve only ever wanted it like this with you, Darcy. I know I couldn’t tell you how many women I’d been with, but you should know I’ve never had sex in this position. I’ve never held anyone like I hold you.”

My sudden and unexpected release coats his dick, a whimper falling from me.

He leans over me and seals his mouth over mine, tipping my chin up with his finger so he can drive the kiss deeper.

“Are you drowning my dick, Darcy?”

I whimper again, like the needy girl I am. “Coming all over it.”

Another moan emanates from his chest, climbing up his throat, and we both swallow it down.

“Do you like the thought of that, huh? Being my girl.”

Archer’s dick swells, turning impossibly hard before I feel his warm cum spill inside me. He tries to keep his movements smooth but fails as he pistons into my pussy, sending me over the edge for a second time.

I can feel him pulsating along with our release as it slides down the inside of my thighs. It’s without a doubt the hottest sex I’ve ever had.

My eyes flutter shut, exhaustion pulling me under.

“Before you go to sleep, I need to know your answer.”

My eyes snap open. Initially, I didn’t take his question seriously, convinced he was fooling around when he alluded to me being his girl. But now, as he asks me a second time, my heart spikes for an entirely different reason than honesty over his past or the orgasm he just gave me.

I pull my hips away, far enough so he’s no longer inside, and flip over to face him. “Y-you’re serious?”

Archer shifts toward me on the bed, one hand reaching to my waist, and I pull back a little more. My hazy brain trying to figure him out.

He goes to speak and then stops, uncertainty written in his expression. A second later, he relaxes into an easy smile. “No, Doll.” Between his fingers, he plays with a piece of my hair, studying my face carefully. “I got carried away and didn’t think about what I was saying. Sex with you makes me all possessive and shit.”

I narrow my eyes at him, trying to come off as playful but still reeling inside. “Don’t go getting too possessive, Thigh Boy. Orgasms and yummy snacks are what I’m after. Not strings and needy men.” I cup his chin in my palm, just like he frequentlydoes with me. “The last guy who claimed me subsequently put his dick in another woman.”

The moment the words are out, I regret them. Archer is nothing like Liam, and I just insinuated he was or could at least have the capabilities to hurt me.

There’s a long beat of nothing as I search for the right thing to say when Archer clears his throat.

“No, yeah. I get that.”

He sits up in bed and grabs my TV remote from the nightstand, flicking it to the first channel he can find. “Okay, let’s get the snacks and watch a movie.”

I follow him and sit up, still feeling some kind of way over our conversation. I gently place a palm on his forearm. “Archer.”

He sets the remote down, yet still won’t look at me.

“Archer,” I repeat.

After a moment, he turns to face me, brows pulled together and jaw tense. “It’s all good, Darcy. I’m known for saying stupid shit, and clearly, this was another one of those instances.”

He’s infuriated with himself, and so am I. There are so many dangers with what we’re doing.

“It’s just … you sounded serious, and then you said that you needed to know my answer before I went to sleep.”