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Just as I’m about to hit the edge of my orgasm again, he pulls his hand away, and I turn my head to look at him.

“Archie, I swear to fucking God, if you don’t make me come, I will do it myself.”

“Patience, baby.”

He trails kisses up my neck, licking, biting, and his hands move to cup my breasts. I relax into his touch and rest my head on his shoulder.

He takes my nipples between his fingers and pinches, whichsends a rush of heat down to my pussy. I swear I could come just from him playing with my nipples and kissing on my neck.

When he moves to the other side of my head and starts licking and sucking, he pulls on my nipples, then releases and pinches again. The sensation is bringing me closer to the edge, and my hips start rolling, seeking friction. He pulls his hips back slightly and repositions his body so his cock is now sliding between my folds, the head hitting my clit in just the right way.

Then, just when I’m about to come again … he releases my neck and my breasts.

“Archie, please.”

“Emma, baby, I’m not gonna deny you for one more second. I need inside your tight pussy. I wanna bury myself so deep inside that you feel me in your throat.”

“Yes! Yes, I accept. I beg you. Put. Your. Dick. In. Me. NOW!”

It sounds kinda like he growls, but I’m so lost in my lusty haze that I’m not really sure. But then I feel him wrap his arm above my belly, and he lifts me slightly, bracing me against him, my back to his chest.

He pushes into me, and we both groan, but then he stops.

“Why are you stopping? Move, Archie.”

He rests his head on my shoulder, breathing heavy. “Darlin’, I’m about to blow my load just from getting inside. Give me a minute to calm down.”

I shake my head. “No.”

And then I reach up and behind me to wrap my arms around his neck. I start to circle my hips and—oh, the sweet, delicious friction. I could come just like this, even without him moving.

“Fuck! Yeah, I’m not gonna last.”

His one arm still keeps me held to him while his other hand takes hold of one of my breasts. The entire position feels so erotic to me, and my hips start to roll faster as he thrusts up into me deeply, hitting my G-spot.

His one hand moves from my breast and reaches down to circle my clit. That’s all it takes for me to erupt.

“Oh fuck, babe. I’m coming!” I’m all but bouncing on his cock now as I come.

“Come on, Em. Come for me.” He thrusts up a few more times and groans. “Fuck yes. You feel so fucking good.”

I unwrap my arms from his neck and rest my head on his shoulder. My hands hold on to his arm that’s still around me.

“So good, Arch. So good. I’ve missed you these past few days. My vibrator just doesn’t feel the same.”

He chuckles with a rumble in his chest. “I think the next time I’m gone, we’re gonna have to FaceTime so I can see that. I don’t like the idea of you coming without me.”

“You don’t jerk off when we aren’t together?” I lift my head and turn back to look at him, as much as I can.

“Of course I do. But it’s not all that often that I’m not with you.”

“True, true. Okay, I need to move now, and I’m thirsty. Do you want something to drink?”

He pulls out but puts his hand between my legs and pushes his finger inside me.

I look down and smirk. “You done?”

“Yep.” He turns my face and kisses me.