Fake (Madison Kate #3) - Tate James Page 0,130

think it's a smart move to be able to defend myself confidently." I paused, thinking. "And you're a lousy lay. I can get myself off ten times faster with a vibrator."

My seat belt jerked me back into my seat as he slammed the brakes on his car and turned the wheel to stop us on the shoulder.

"What did you just say?" he demanded, his voice edged with outrage.

I smirked. "You heard me. You're a shitty fuck."

Steele's car glided to a stop beside us, Kody's window rolling down so they could probably ask us what was going on. Archer shot me a warning glare, then rolled his own window down.

"Carry on," he snapped. "We'll catch up."

That was all the explanation he gave before sending his window back up. Steele didn't stick around to ask questions, accelerating away at the same time as Archer reached over and unbuckled my seat belt.

"What do you think you're doing, D'Ath?" I teased, like I seriously didn't know. Hah. Men were so predictable.

He gripped my waist, lifting me out of my seat and depositing me across his lap in the blink of an eye. Pays to be stupidly strong in situations like this one, that was for sure.

"You threw down a challenge, baby girl," he growled, tugging his shorts down and revealing his hard cock. "This is one argument you're not winning." He lined himself up and thrust inside me with one rough motion, making me moan like a damn succubus.

My fingernails dug viciously into the sides of his neck, giving as good as I got, but goddamn... this was the kind of argument I was happy to repeat. He gripped my hips, pushing my white Archer's Girl hoodie up as he forcefully coaxed me into riding his cock. Like I really needed the encouragement.

Bracing my feet against anything that would give me leverage, I bounced in his lap, fucking him like I would a sex toy, taking complete control of the pace. It didn't last long, though, before his fingers flexed on my ass and his hips bucked up to meet me. Typical fucking Archer. Couldn't resist dominating from the bottom.

Not that he'd get any complaints from me; I loved the way he took control.

His thumb slid down my front, finding my clit as he fucked me. Within moments, I was coming way harder than I ever managed to achieve with my battery-operated boyfriends. Yeah, I was a dirty liar, but that suited the company I was keeping.

Archer joined me before I was even finished climaxing, his lips finding mine as he came, kissing me like I was his entire goddamn universe.

"Fuck, I love your smart mouth, Kate," he muttered when our kiss ended. My hands were cupping his face, my fingertips threaded into the hair behind his ears, so our gazes were locked together intensely.

I gave him a small smirk. "Well then, I'll make more of an effort to piss you off if you promise it'll end like this every time."

His gaze flattened into a glare. "Next time you pull some bullshit like that, you'll come away with my handprints all over your ass."

I clicked my tongue mockingly. "Promises, promises, Sunshine."

Narrowing his eyes further, he rolled his hips, making me gasp. He was still inside me, yet somehow he was already hard again. Was that even humanly possible? Fuck it, who cared? Archer could be a damn alien for all I cared, so long as he made me come again before we returned home.

This time when our lips met and our bodies started moving together once more, it was slower, less rough and demanding and more... tender. It was scary close to lovemaking—in our book—and shockingly, I was okay with that.

Because deep down and buried under piles and piles of emotional baggage, I knew I was falling in love. Three times over.

By the time we made it home, Kody and Steele were already waiting for us in the kitchen. They were both perched on barstools with crystal tumblers of scotch in front of them. And a slim, gift-wrapped box.

Goddammit.

"You two took your time," Kody teased as we entered the kitchen. As if my ruffled hair and rosy lips didn't give it away enough, Archer also held my hand in a death grip, our fingers interlinked.

"Had to sort out a disagreement," Archer replied, casual as all hell. "That from our friend?" He nodded at the gift box, and Kody grimaced.

"Yup."

"What's in it?" I asked, my heart in my throat and shivers chasing across my skin.

Steele

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