Nowadays I don't like people in my space. Even at the club. I’m also not a fan of anyone thinking they have any claim over me. I know it stems from the issues I have with my dad and him always thinking he has a say in my life. He doesn’t, nor does anyone else.
That’s what made it a bit harder to get laid. Being used was another thing that messed with me. I never minded being used for sex, as long as we both knew that’s what we were doing. It was when they wanted more that I had the problem.
Before Savannah, I never imagined I would be the one who’d be looking for more. Now here I am wanting all kinds of strings attached. Jason telling me Ollie is knocked up hasn’t helped. Now all sorts of ideas are rolling around in my head. Picturing Savannah pregnant with my child has my dick hard. Who am I kidding? The thought of her always has me in a constant state of arousal. Yet there’s also a part of me that isn't sure I’d want to share her body. Fuck, my mind is twisted when it comes to her.
When I enter my place, I realize I never told her where to sleep. We hadn’t gotten that far. Fuck me. I didn’t even show her around. I wonder if she ate. Shit. I’m really fucking this up.
“What the hell?” I mutter to myself when I enter the kitchen to find the place a complete wreck. I shake my head and go to track her down. I notice every light is on as I make my way to the bedroom first. Of course she’s not in there, but the lights are on.
My nightstand drawer is open but only half an inch. I’m sure some might not even notice it, but with me, everything is always in place. I’ve always been that way. My girl definitely snooped around. I wait for irritation to grow inside of me, but it doesn't.
Thor lifts his head when I enter the guest room on the opposite side of my home. Of course she picked the one farthest away. Her bags are dumped out on the floor with her things strewn all over the damn place.
A few bowls and cups sit about the room. The place is a mess for the short time she’s been alone. The girl is a tornado. I walk over, tossing the blanket back to find her in a long shirt with a pair of fuzzy socks. There is nothing inherently sexy about what she’s wearing, but it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen her in aside from that first night she showed up at the club with Ollie.
They had both tried to dress sexy in their own quirky way. Or maybe I’m out of the loop on what is supposed to be stylish these days. Savannah has this way of accidentally being sexy because of her innocence. She has no idea how alluring and tempting she really is. I reach down and scoop her up from out of the bed. The only place she’ll be sleeping is with me.
“Archer?” She lets out a sigh before snuggling into me. I carry her back through the house to my bedroom, laying her down in my bed. A sense of relief fills me once she’s finally where she belongs.
I quickly pull my own clothes off and get ready for bed. Thor jumps up on an oversized chair in the corner of the room, making himself right at home. When I slip into the bed, Savannah rolls over, wrapping herself around me. Fuck, being this close to her feels good.
“Savannah?” I whisper her name softly, thinking she’s awake, but only a small sigh comes from her. I flip off the light, slipping my hand into my sweatpants and giving my cock a hard squeeze to try to get it under control.
It’s useless. This is going to be the worst and best night of sleep I’ve ever had.
“Archer.” She says my name again, snuggling in closer making a liar out of me.
It’s going to be the best night of sleep I’ve ever had. Beats sleeping in my car outside her trailer, I suppose. Those days are long gone.
The game of cat and mouse is over.
6
Savannah
“Archer,” I moan, my eyes flying open. My body is on the edge of orgasm.
“Savannah.” I gasp when fingers dig into my hair, pulling my head back. My eyes meet Archer’s dark blue ones. His face is unreadable.
“What am I doing?” I ask even as I shift my hips, grinding my sex down on his cock.
“Looks to me like you’re using me to get off.”
“Yes,” I agree. I pull my head back, not to get away from him but to make him pull on my hair harder. I’m enjoying the sensation as I continue to grind down on his cock.