Pure Gold

“My sweet innocent girl isn’t acting so innocent this morning.”

“Archer.” A rush of heat fills my face as I start to wake more. “I’m not dreaming.”

“You dream about your cunt rubbing against my cock often?”

“No,” I admit.

My dreams are so much dirtier. They are about things I would never admit to anyone. Things I’ve never thought about until Archer came shoving his way into my life. His grip in my hair tightens.

“Keep going,” he orders. I don’t move as the reality of what’s happening starts to settle in. Shyness starts to creep in until his hand lands on my ass hard. The slap is loud in the room. I don’t even have time to register the bite of pain before his hand is squeezing my butt hard. His fingers dig into my ass. “I said keep going.” I swear his eyes grow darker. “You started it. You’re going to finish it.”

“Archer,” I whimper. I should be embarrassed or mad. That’s so far from what I’m feeling at this moment. All there is right now is pure need.

“Be my sweet girl and do as I tell you.”

“Oh my God.” I moan, loving him calling me that. My hips start to move on their own. At least that’s what I tell myself.

I grind my clit down on his cock, riding him back and forth. My sex clenches at the thought of being filled with him as I take in how big his cock actually is. I’m not sure it would fit. Archer is a big man everywhere.

“Fuck you’re wet. You always soak your panties this much?” He licks his lip.

“I can’t help it. It’s your fault.” His fingers on my bottom dig into me more as he starts to move me faster along his cock.

“Do you wake up like this often? In need?”

I bite my lip, nodding my head yes trying to fight from moaning as my orgasm pushes down on me. “Archer.” My whole body starts to buzz.

“Let go.” The second he gives me those words, my orgasm hits me. I cry out his name as pleasure unlike any I’ve ever been able to give myself flows through my body. My vision blurs as it courses through me. I collapse on top of Archer, resting my face against his chest.

A loud grunt comes from him a few seconds later, his cock jerking against my clit, making another small moan come from me. I let out a small gasp when something warm soaks through my panties and splashes onto my stomach.

Did he come? No way. I can’t believe it. Especially since his cock is still hard. Archer’s grip on my ass releases.

“Archer, was that…”

He rolls, pinning me under him, his mouth coming down onto mine. He doesn’t wait for me to part my lips for him. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth, demanding entrance, kissing me deeply until I’m breathless.

“I’ll make breakfast,” he says when he lifts his head and rolls not only off me but out of the bed. I watch in almost disbelief as he heads straight into the bathroom. It’s then the realization hits me that I actually dry-humped Archer.

I continue to lie in bed, hearing the water come on. Thor jumps up, wanting his normal morning cuddles.

“What was that?” I whisper to him.

There is something about Archer that pulls me to him so intensely. Even in my sleep, I’m climbing on top of him. There is this need inside of me that I’ve been trying to fight. I want to be dominated by him. To belong to him, which I know is so wrong. It’s how my mom was. She would get so wrapped up in the men she was with. She wanted their love so badly, but they always broke her in the end.

A few moments later, Archer comes back out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I stare at him as he crosses the room, headed for the closet. It should be a crime for him to be this good-looking. Thor knocks me under my chin with his head, signaling for me to stop drooling.

I cannot let myself think for one moment Archer and I can ever be anything. Not even a fling. He’ll break my heart, and he’s likely going to be in my life forever. He and Jason might as well be brothers.

I’d bet my life we’re going to be the godparents of the little baby growing inside my best friend at this very moment. I need to get the heck out of here.

“Do you need to go potty?” I ask Thor as a way to start my escape.

“I took him out about an hour ago,” Archer says from inside the closet. Dammit.

“Wait. Why am I in your bedroom, and did you get back into bed after you woke up?”