Chapter 56: Under the Northern Lights

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

His eyes slightly widened as he saw me lowering on him, my hands slowly pulling down his pants and boxers. He was already hard for me, and I had barely done anything other than provoke him with words and harmless caressing.

I smirked at him, and before he had the chance to say whatever was on his mind, I took him in my mouth. The gasp that came out of this throat was so primal and hoarse that it got me wet immediately. 

His hand grabbed and tugged at my hair as I pleased him, sucking and licking exactly where I knew he liked. I wanted him to forget about everything and everyone. I wanted Archie to focus entirely on me. Whatever problems we had back home should be left outside of this chalet.

“Sh*t, Rosie,” he hissed, barely managing to control himself. I could feel his muscles stiffening and twitching under me, and I knew he was close. “You feel so f*cking good, baby.”