Free The Fall by Sienna Lane, Amelia Rivers Page A

mark your territory? Or just prove to your boys that you …” Archer cut her off again with his mouth, this time wrapping his hand in her hair to ensure she couldn’t pull away. After a few weak protests, Addison changed tactics. She wasn’t going to let him control her actions like this.
    She hooked her leg over Archer’s lap so that she was sitting on top of him, trapping him. She was grateful that he drove with the seat at far back as possible, because Chance’s sports car didn’t provide much room for navigation. Archer’s hands immediately went to her rear and smoothed up her hips and waist, rubbing along her. Addison tangled one hand into his hair and pulled his head back, looking into his eyes before descending onto his mouth.
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    Archer’s whole body was burning. He could feel Addison against every part of him, and her scent was penetrating his senses. Her tongue darted into his mouth, tangling with his own. She used her tongue to draw his back into her mouth before she sucked on it, running her teeth along its length. Archer let out a growl, and pulled her closer against him.
    Addison began rubbing her breasts against him, and Archer chose to take the action as a hint, moving his hands around to cup them. They overflowed in his hands, and he began pinching them through her soft bra. She let out little moans with each pinch, urging Archer to apply more pressure.
    “Archer!” she moaned. “Don’t stop!”
    Archer pulled away from Addison’s mouth and licked his way down her neck. When he came down to her chest, he licked along her cleavage while he pulled her dress down so that the matching red lace of her bra was visible. Strapless, thank Heavens.
    He lightly bit her nipple through the bra, making her buck in his hands. Archer slowly pushed the bra cups down so that her breasts flowed over their tops. He let out a growl when he saw her deep rose-coloured nipples, hard from arousal. Archer flicked his tongue against one, causing Addison to shudder. He massaged the other with his hand while he enclosed his mouth around the first. He sucked deeply and Addison let out a loud moan.
    “Heavens,” Archer groaned. “You taste so fucking good.”
    Archer couldn’t get enough of her flavour. Her skin tasted like the most decadent dessert, and Archer knew he would never tire of it.
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    Addison knew that she had initially intended to be in control, but all those thoughts disappeared when Archer covered her nipple with his mouth. Nothing had ever felt as good as Archer’s mouth on her, his body beneath her.
    She moved her body closer, pushing her breasts against his face. Archer’s hands slid down to grab her rear while he bit and sucked at her breasts. He switched his attention between the two, ensuring that neither of them was neglected. Addison could feel his hard length pushing against her hot mound. 
    She slid her hand down his chest and stomach and stroked against that hardness. Archer let out a deep groan, encouraging Addison to apply more pressure and rub him through his jeans. Addison moved her hand from his hair to his jeans, unbuttoning them.
    “No,” Archer said breathily, as if he were coming to, grabbing her hands. “This isn’t a good idea, Addison. Not here. We’re in Chance’s fucking car.” With that, he removed Addison from his lap and gently placed her back into her seat. He started the engine, leaving her to fix her bra and dress, and drove home without saying anything else.
    Addison felt so embarrassed. Embarrassed and rejected. She had never behaved so brazenly before. Heck, she had barely even gone that far with a guy before. Maybe she was being too bold? Kitty had always told her that guys love it when a woman takes control, but now Addison was wondering whether Archer thought she was easy. Or maybe he’d just been with so many women that she was just one amongst many. Yes, he was trying to protect her, but was Addison reading too much into that? Whatever the reason was,