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exotic spices and tasted even better. She ran her hands all over his back, and dug her nails into his shoulders as she lifted herself up on him and wrapped her legs around his narrow waist. Archer walked into her room with Addison draped around him and shut the door behind him.
***
Archer knew he should stop. Nothing good could come out of this situation. So, knowing all of that, why wasn’t he stopping? Damn, Addison made him constantly hard; he wanted a taste of her desperately. Archer sat down on the bed with Addison straddling him. She was still fully dressed while he sat fully naked, and the effect she had on him made him wonder whether he could handle having her naked in his lap. Archer was trying to maintain control, trying to rationalise the feelings that were taking over. The more he was around Addison the more he wanted her. She made him vulnerable.
The minute the word flew into this head he raised to his feet, putting Addison gently back on her bed. Addison reached out to grab his raging erection, and Archer had to force himself to grab her wrists to stop her. He knew he wouldn’t be able to quit if she did.
“Archer, what’s wrong?” Addison asked quietly, carefully. Her cheeks were pink, and her lips swollen. She looked absolutely beautiful.
Archer ran his hands through his short hair, once, twice. “This isn’t a good idea, Addy. You are amazing and so sexy, but this can’t happen. I’m sorry, I gotta go.” With that Archer walked out, cursing himself all the way to the bathroom where an ice cold shower was waiting for him.
***
Addison was pissed. No, she was enraged. Enraged and confused. Archer was being so hot and cold, and it was driving her insane. After this morning’s incident, he had been avoiding her as much as possible. She went out to lunch with Jake, watched the rest of the match, and Archer was still nowhere in sight. It had been hours. He had no doubt told Jake to watch her, and the looks that Jake kept giving her made her wonder what else Archer had told him.
Addison had spent the rest of the day hidden in her room, attempting to study to no avail. She rang Kitty and told her to meet her at the club. Addison was tired of the seclusion. She needed to get out and have some fun, not sit in a room pining for a man who may or may not want her. No, she refused to waste time on a man who seemed to think he could string her along, and that she would take it with no complaint.
She took a quick shower before dressing in a blood-red, short dress. It was strapless and fit her figure provocatively, hanging onto every curve. Her wild curls were loose and untamed, reflecting her mood. She put black kohl on her eyes and red lipstick to shape her lips. Gold strappy shoes and a matching clutch finished the outfit.
She walked out of her room and over to Jake who was sitting in the kitchen drinking a beer. Jake’s eyes widened when he saw Addison. He smiled gleefully.
“My, my, Addy. Someone is teaching my brother a lesson. One he is likely not to forget,” he said, his eyes sliding from her head to her feet purposefully.
Addison couldn’t help it. She grinned. “Jake, are you in or out?”
Jake walked up to Addy and put his arm on her shoulder. “Of course I’m in. Do you not know me at all? Give me a minute to get ready.”
The club was full, almost at capacity. Addison saw Kitty at the bar, wearing a black mini-dress with red fishnet thigh-highs. Addison walked over to her and hugged her tightly. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed Kitty and her crazy antics. Jake walked up to Kitty, and both of them hugged.
“Kytanna, always a pleasure,” Jake whispered in Kitty’s ear, and Kitty rolled her eyes and punched him in the arm.
“Kitty, how do you know Jake?” she asked curiously.
“Oh, you know, from here and there. He goes out a lot. Quite the social butterfly,” she said elusively. Addison had the feeling she probably didn’t want to know the whole story. Jake
***
Archer knew he should stop. Nothing good could come out of this situation. So, knowing all of that, why wasn’t he stopping? Damn, Addison made him constantly hard; he wanted a taste of her desperately. Archer sat down on the bed with Addison straddling him. She was still fully dressed while he sat fully naked, and the effect she had on him made him wonder whether he could handle having her naked in his lap. Archer was trying to maintain control, trying to rationalise the feelings that were taking over. The more he was around Addison the more he wanted her. She made him vulnerable.
The minute the word flew into this head he raised to his feet, putting Addison gently back on her bed. Addison reached out to grab his raging erection, and Archer had to force himself to grab her wrists to stop her. He knew he wouldn’t be able to quit if she did.
“Archer, what’s wrong?” Addison asked quietly, carefully. Her cheeks were pink, and her lips swollen. She looked absolutely beautiful.
Archer ran his hands through his short hair, once, twice. “This isn’t a good idea, Addy. You are amazing and so sexy, but this can’t happen. I’m sorry, I gotta go.” With that Archer walked out, cursing himself all the way to the bathroom where an ice cold shower was waiting for him.
***
Addison was pissed. No, she was enraged. Enraged and confused. Archer was being so hot and cold, and it was driving her insane. After this morning’s incident, he had been avoiding her as much as possible. She went out to lunch with Jake, watched the rest of the match, and Archer was still nowhere in sight. It had been hours. He had no doubt told Jake to watch her, and the looks that Jake kept giving her made her wonder what else Archer had told him.
Addison had spent the rest of the day hidden in her room, attempting to study to no avail. She rang Kitty and told her to meet her at the club. Addison was tired of the seclusion. She needed to get out and have some fun, not sit in a room pining for a man who may or may not want her. No, she refused to waste time on a man who seemed to think he could string her along, and that she would take it with no complaint.
She took a quick shower before dressing in a blood-red, short dress. It was strapless and fit her figure provocatively, hanging onto every curve. Her wild curls were loose and untamed, reflecting her mood. She put black kohl on her eyes and red lipstick to shape her lips. Gold strappy shoes and a matching clutch finished the outfit.
She walked out of her room and over to Jake who was sitting in the kitchen drinking a beer. Jake’s eyes widened when he saw Addison. He smiled gleefully.
“My, my, Addy. Someone is teaching my brother a lesson. One he is likely not to forget,” he said, his eyes sliding from her head to her feet purposefully.
Addison couldn’t help it. She grinned. “Jake, are you in or out?”
Jake walked up to Addy and put his arm on her shoulder. “Of course I’m in. Do you not know me at all? Give me a minute to get ready.”
The club was full, almost at capacity. Addison saw Kitty at the bar, wearing a black mini-dress with red fishnet thigh-highs. Addison walked over to her and hugged her tightly. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed Kitty and her crazy antics. Jake walked up to Kitty, and both of them hugged.
“Kytanna, always a pleasure,” Jake whispered in Kitty’s ear, and Kitty rolled her eyes and punched him in the arm.
“Kitty, how do you know Jake?” she asked curiously.
“Oh, you know, from here and there. He goes out a lot. Quite the social butterfly,” she said elusively. Addison had the feeling she probably didn’t want to know the whole story. Jake
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