Chapter Fifty three
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I couldn't focus on anything but the act-Archer's lips , his hands the force of his breath Pounding against my face and the best way he turned his head and pressed the tip of his tongue in my mouth.
He pressed me against the dining hall door and pulled the slit of my dress to the side, letting his hands move up my thighs. He stopped just short of the spot between my thighs.
It was like tasting a simple drop of water in the desert.
He reached around and caught me, then pulled me into his arms. The candlelit was dancing over his chest and his eyes were sparkling.
He kicked the door closed behind him and rushed me upstairs.
He set me on the bed gently and knelt down beside me at first, he didn't do anything but look at me and smile.
"What's that."
"What?"
"That look you are giving me."
"I still can't believe you are real."
"No"
"No, he pulled up and still . He rose up and pulled me to himself. He was hot,like standing next to a flame and tender.
His kiss was slow , his hands soft that goose bumps rose up behind it. I shivered and he laughed softly,his fingers trailing down now chest memorizing the simple plane , memorizing every pore and freckle.
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