#Chapter37 Approval- 01

The night was cold , yet Arabelle's body had formed a thin layer of sweat as she whimpered pushing her chest to Archer's . He fists her hair in his hand pulling her neck to kiss her roughly . Only their voices sounded through the entire house . It was midnight already but Archer had no intentions on stopping . "A-Archer . Please,  please . " his belle begged him but he only teased her more .

"Archer I can't " she whimpered and her mouth let out a loud moan as he hit the spot while his lips attacked her necks sweet spot . "Archer p-please...