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  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Epilogue
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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 edge.

“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 he thrusts his thumb into 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 has finally calmed down. I wanted to help her work through her stress and anxiety, and I think that mini-vacation helped.