14. The Suite

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Isabel;

The flight was memorable. It was one of the best things to ever happen in my life. I still had a feeling, the kind of emptiness you felt when you were out of your comfort zone, after leaving in such a rush, I admit I was mad at dad but I regretted running away. He always listened after a long talk. But this time, he was so insistent on me being forever locked up.

I wanted to live.

"Baby?, " I tensed when I felt Archer's warm fingers touch my skin. He always had this effect. This mad sensation that run through your body with just a single touch. I always felt it. Even when he gazed at me intently.

" Are you feeling fine?, you don't look so good, " he trailed off as he got our bags into the back of the sleek black car. I hadn't noticed it. It looked so expensive and I was sure it smelled divine.

" Do you think dad will forgive me for running away?, " I voiced my worry out. I wasn't one to lie. I wanted to say the truth than keeping it in and letting it eat me alive.

"Isabel, you are a grown woman and you have the right to make decisions, decisions that benefit you, and remember no one has the right to tell you what to do, " he smiled. That dashing smile I fell for.

I stood on tiptoes and placed a kiss on his forehead. He chuckled, full of amazement. I knew he didn't expect it but I wanted to do that for a long time.

He cleared his throat, before averting his gaze to somewhere else.

" That ---was too affectionate, " he came to my side, helping me into the car. Josh came running along, almost dropping all his bags in the process. He was quite the drama king.

" Man, I almost forgot to let you in on this, we have a ball to attend two weeks away from now, and I already got you a plus one. " he rambled on, taking two black envelopes and handing it over it Archer.

He eyed it skeptically.

"If it isn't that important, can I skip that?, I'm on vacation remember?, " Archer slipped the envelopes into his back pocket.

" Well, the news is already out that Archer Pierce is back in town and as we speak right now, the press are lingering around, " then his posture changes, he looks around cautiously, before returning his gaze to Josh.

"Can we speak in private?, " he walked away with Josh without a word. I rolled the glasses and sank into my seat. What was wrong?. If he was that famous, then it was a great feeling. He had a life. Why did he look so---worried, tensed and alarmed all of a sudden?.

And about the ball, who was going to be his plus one?. It was definitely going to be a ball with rich men and women like himself. We were so different when it came to society. But he loved being around me, so it was a good thing.

His side opens, putting a pause to my over thinking mind.

"Hey, " I smiled.

" Isabel, " he smiled back. He was back to being the Archer I knew. The same Archer.

" Can I come with you to the ball?, " I asked giddily. I wanted to experience his life since there was nothing much in mine.

"The answer is a no, " he answered and started the car. I pouted.

"It isn't like the balls you read about baby, this will get dirty, " he smirked almost taunting me with the fact that I was so innocent. I wasn't so innocent anymore right?. Maybe not.

" I can handle anything, you said it yesterday yourself, I can make decisions, "he nodded keeping his gaze ahead.

"Can you handle seeing me fuck a VIP guest? "his question threw me out the window, literally.

Legit, I was too baffled to answer his questions.

"Are--- you some sort of a stripper? "

" In a way yes, I do that as a part-time, it's for fun and yes I get paid a lot of money. " he shrugged nonchalantly. His life was......

I had no idea.

"I can handle that, " I shrugged. I hadn't watched porn so experiencing it in real life wouldn't hurt, right?.

" It's a threesome."

.........

The last sentence he spoke was still lingering in the back of my head. But for the moment, I couldn't get the beauty of his apartment. Where the hell had I been all these while?. It was very spacious, with polished wooden floors, full length windows and everything in the color black and grey.

" Wow, " I whispered mesmerized.

" How long have you lived here?" I asked curiously.

" Five years, it's nice in here isn't it? "

" It's beautiful not nice, "I relaxed into the soft sofa.

" If you'd like anything to drink, the kitchen is all yours. I hardly use it anyway. "

"Thanks, Archer! " I squealed.

"I'm taking these to your room, " he pointed to my suitcase. I nodded and glad that he actually had a spare room.

" So Archer, " I paused.

He stopped in his tracks.

" Can I come with you to the ball?" I asked again.

" Isabel, tell me what do you want to see? " he smirked, probably read my mind.

"Anything?, " I shrugged. Everything moved so fast before I could comprehend anything .

I was straddling Archer, his bulge pressed against my thighs.

"Say that again." he ordered.

" What? "

"Ouch! " I jumped when he slapped my ass so hard.

" You disrespected me brat, you answered without a sir and for that I have to punish you. " his gaze burned my skin,causing me to bite into my lower lip.

" I am very sorry Sir, " my head bowed and eyes on the crevice formed by the connection of our body.

" You are so fucking gorgeous kitten, "
I felt his fingers run up my legs, I shuddered when he pushed my panties to the side and began to massage my clit. I supported myself on his shoulders. He fastened his pace, causing me to moan into his neck. He groaned approvingly.

I was so close, I felt my walls clench and before I knew it, his fingers were gone causing a whimper to escape my lips.

"Bad girls don't get to come. " I knew well not to retaliate.

" Yes, Sir, " I responded. His gaze narrowed at me. Like predator and prey.

He unzipped his pants and slid into me without warning. He stilled,shooting me a look.

" Let's make a deal, if you are able to ride me to my climax without coming yourself, then you go with me, "

Fuck you

He was so good at winning. How was I going to be able to hold on. I wasn't an expert at controlling my release and he knew it. He knew I was going to lose.

"And if I lose?," I asked,wamting to win this one.

" I'll make you come till you get paralized for a week. " He grinned.

Tempting. Even though both offers were so tempting I still had to win. I wanted to go with him.

So, I won.

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