When my limbs feel like they’re no longer attached, Archer brings his hand between my thighs. The surprise sensation nearly jolts me awake, and I release a long breath when his fingers touch my pussy again.
He flattens his palm to my lower back as his other hand returns to my clit. My wetness guides him right where I need him, and soon, he’s finger-fucking me deep and slow.
Breathing heavy at the intrusion, I move my hips with him, and he speeds up. Moments later, he thrusts his thumb inside my pussy while circling over my sensitive nub with the pad of his finger.
“Oh my God.” I try to gain my composure. The last thing I want is for him to stop.
“You like the massage?” he asks.
“Keep going,” I order.
“Don’t move those arms, and I will.”
Archer’s thumb pushes deeper, and I know I could come from the sensation alone. The movement has my clit grinding against the towel, pushing me closer to the ledge.
“I’m so close,” I tell him as he rubs more oil in his palms.
“Just wait, chérie.” He moves his hand toward my ass, then pushes his thumb inside my tight hole. I gasp in shock as he slowly eases in deeper. “Relax, baby.”
He squeezes my butt cheeks with his other hand as he thrusts in and out, each time going farther. I breathe out when he enters, and eventually, my body relaxes.
“That’s my good girl. Trust me, l'amoureux.”
“I do, Raphaël.”
Archer adjusts himself so he can finger fuck my pussy while his thumb thrusts my ass. Tingles take over my body as the strongest buildup I’ve ever felt rushes down my spine.
“Holy shit, I—”
Before I can warn him, a wave of pleasure releases, and I’m screaming his name as I come all over his hand. Archer continues his dirty assault as I try to catch my breath.
“So beautiful,” Archer mutters. “I love watching you come.”
“I need you inside me, please,” I beg.
“Sorry, madame. That’s not one of our services,” he says, the accent returning.
“I paid for the deluxe package, which I’m pretty sure you have, so…” I lick my lips as I watch him adjust his hard-on. “If you don’t fuck me six ways to Sunday, I’ll have no choice but to leave a bad review. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”
“You and that smart mouth,” he tsks, removing his clothes as I stare at him.
“Let me suck your cock and show you exactly what it can do.”
Chapter Sixteen
ARCHER
After the steamy weekend getaway a couple of weekends ago, Everleigh’s finally calmed down. I wanted to help her work through her stress and anxiety, and I think that taking a mini vacation helped.
“Your form is getting better,” I tell Kyle when his session ends. “How are you feeling about your competition this weekend?”
The gym started hosting tournaments for my clients to fight in a safe and structured manner. The winner gets a free week of sessions and smoothies, plus bragging rights. It was all Tyler’s idea so people would sign up to participate.
“Toby has nothing on me,” he retorts in his usual cocky tone.
“I don’t know, he’s been very focused lately.”
Kyle rolls his eyes, and I grin.
“See ya later,” I tell him. I love seeing the progression of the younger guys who’ve been training with me since I started. Every week they come in, ready to learn, and advance their skills.
When I run into Tyler, I let him know I’m gonna take my break since I have an hour before my next client arrives. I head to the break room and grab the sub I packed.
As I check my phone, I see a text from an unknown number. It’s the first one she’s sent in a couple of weeks. When I open it, there’s another photo. It’s a selfie of Krystal, showing the top of her black hair, and I notice she’s near a playground. Behind her, I see Annie pushing Sadie on a swing set, and I nearly drop my phone as my adrenaline rushes.
I wait for her threats to follow, but they don’t come. It’s perfectly clear that Annie and Sadie aren’t safe.
Immediately, I check Annie’s location, and it says she’s near her building.
Archer: Where are you guys?
Annie: At the park across from the apartment. Why?
Fuck. Krystal’s watching them right now.
Archer: I need you to take Sadie and go home. Lock the doors.
Annie: Tell me why.
Archer: Please, just listen to me.
I could tell her that Krystal is there, but I don’t want to risk Annie or Sadie getting hurt. Annie will find her and make a scene. If Krystal’s as close as the picture looks, she’s in violation of her restraining order, but I doubt she cares. By the time I called the cops, and they arrived, she’d be gone.
Annie: Okay, fine. Sadie and I are walking home.
Archer: Text me as soon as you’re inside.