She parted her lips and he slid his dick into her mouth.
“Just relax and breathe, let me drive it. If you need a break, raise your hand.”
She didn’t know how they did it, but they seemed to work in tandem, one pulling out as the other drove in. Archer moved in softer, shallow thrusts, not wanting to overwhelm her, she guessed. She loved the slightly salty taste of him.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Issy groaned.
A hand cupped her breast, a thumb swiped at her nipple. Then a finger was pressed against her clit. She could feel her pleasure rising. She was going to come again.
“Come, girl. Come with me!” Issy yelled. She felt him drive deep then her own orgasm washed though her, flooding her pleasure. Archer pulled out of her mouth and she was barely aware of him putting a condom on. But then Issy left her, Archer taking his place. Issy took care of his condom, chucking it in a trash can before walking over to her. Archer was rubbing her lower tummy in small circles as she came down from her high.
Issy kissed her gently, lightly. “All right, baby doll?”
She smiled. “Yes.”
“Good girl. Can you take Archer as well? Or are you sore?”
“I can take him.”
“Thank fuck,” Archer said. He slid a finger over her sensitive clit, making her shiver. “Issy, kiss her.”
As Issy ravaged her mouth, Archer took her, rode her. She didn’t think she could possibly come again, but he found a spot inside her that made her scream. And he kept driving his dick over that one spot until she saw stars, her orgasm catching her by surprise. Archer let out a shout as he followed her over.
The three of them lay slumped together, her heart was racing, and she knew Issy and Archer weren’t in a much better state.
“I should punish you for coming without permission,” Archer told her. “But I don’t think I have the energy.”
“Later,” Issy told him. “After all, we have the rest of our lives.”
Yeah. She liked the sound of that.
34
She was completely over this damn dictation.
There was nothing wrong with her hands anymore, anyway. She glanced over at the door. She had commandeered Archer’s home office. They’d been here two days now. Even though, Archer had already handed in his resignation, he couldn’t just leave. He had patients in his care. Some of them he was going to continue with via Skype, others he needed to get settled with new therapists.
Rather than return to Sanctuary, they’d decided to wait here with him.
Caley had decided it was time to make an effort to get back to work. She missed writing and she was getting way behind in her schedule. They’d brought her new laptop with her, which she’d thanked Archer for profusely, so she’d taken over his home office to get some words down.
It kind of amazed her how easily the three of them settled in together. No doubt there would be bumps in the road, but this felt right.
She’d always miss Dave. But this was a new chapter. And she hadn’t been happy since he died.
However, Issy was still insisting that she use dictation. Which was ridiculous since her hands were all healed. But Issy wasn’t here right now…so…
She started typing. Oh, that felt so much better. It just felt wrong speaking the words out loud. She typed, not watching the time. She was deep in a scene when a loud throat being cleared startled her. She glanced up into Issy’s angry eyes.
“Uh-oh.”
“Uh-oh is right.” He pointed down at her. “What was the deal with starting work again?”
“No more than four hours of work at a time.”
“That’s right. Which is why I came looking for you as your four hours are now up. What was the other rule?”
“That I had to use dictation.”