"Tell me, Angel," Archie said, locking eyes with her. "During the years you were publicly with the idiot, did he ever put his mouth on you? Made you scream while riding his face?"
Avery swallowed hard and gave a small shake of her head. "No. Obviously, I..."
"Good," Archie growled, dropping between her thighs. "We are fucking keeping it that way."
The moment his tongue dragged up her slit, he knew he was a goner. Her sweet taste coated his tongue, and the sound of her moans echoing in the room as she pressed her head back into his pillow was everything he'd ever craved.
He'd planned to tease her, to make her pay for the stunt from earlier, but that kind of restraint was far beyond him now.
His tongue dipped into her entrance before sliding back up, and then he puckered his lips and sucked her clit into his mouth. Avery's entire body convulsed.
Smirking against her, Archie slid two fingers inside her, groaning at the way she clenched around them.
