Something Worth Fighting For (REWRITING)

Chapter Sixteen

River POV:

I woke up from my peaceful sleep at about 11:30. My hands quickly found my tired eyes and rubbed them, trying to fully wake up. That's when I took notice to the muscular arm wrapped around my waist. It was then that all the events from the night before flooded into my mind.

A small smile tugged at my lips as I leaned my head up so I could see him. His chocolate brown hair fell messily over his closed eyes. His lips were slightly parted and his chest moved soothingly as he slept. He was definitely the most handsome man in the history of humans. My lips quickly found his sharp jaw and softly kissed it, moving up to his cheek, then his nose. I was about to kiss the other cheek when his head suddenly turned so I landed on his lips. I quickly pulled away and was greeted by his smiling face.

"Well good morning beautiful." I suddenly felt embarrassed that he caught me and tried to squirm out of the grip he had around me. He noticed and grabbed me tighter before flipping us over in one swift movement so that he was on top of me.

"Where do you think you're going?" He whispered in a husky voice as his lips teased mine. My body yearned for him as he kissed down my neck and stopping at my collarbone. A small moan escaped my lips causing him to shudder over me. I dragged my nails down his bare chest as he continued to kiss me softly. He slowly found my lips and began nibbling at my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I denied him and quickly pushed his shoulder so that we switched positions. I was now straddled over him and a cute grin took over his face. My body seemed to take over as I pressed my lips firmly on his. I felt his hand cup the back of my head and mine held on to his cheeks as if they were my only life source. He nibbled on my lips again and this time I let him in.

The minute I opened my mouth his tongue took over and I just let mine go with the flow. After all, I had never done this before. His lips left mine and began kissing down my neck, my head falling back in utter pleasure. His hands slid down my back and to the edge of my t-shirt. He quickly pulled it over my head leaving me in my bra and underwear. He pulled back and took all of me in. I didn't feel embarrassed that I was this exposed to him like I should.

"I don't deserve you, River." He whispered almost to himself. He grabbed my small waist and flipped us over again so that he was on top of me. He began to kiss in a line down my chest, stopping at my belly button. Suddenly a loud knock came from the door. Archer shot up with an annoyed look on his face.

"What?" he growled, making me feel bad for the person on the other side.

"The prisoner is ready to talk." My eyes widened, having a good idea who he was talking about.

"Okay, I will be right down" He sighed. Before he could turn back to me I quickly rolled out from under him and onto my feet. His eyes met mine and I had to stop myself from melting.

"Who is he talking about?" I questioned in a small voice. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"The man who was after you." My body went cold. If he has Avery that means that he found him in the prison I left him in. That also means that he might tell them about me.

"You kidnapped him?"

"No! Well yes! But hey, if not me today then it's his boss tomorrow."

"You mean Damon?" I shivered at the sound of his name. My hand wandered to my neck, feeling disgusted that his lips touched me. Suddenly I felt exposed and I quickly found my shirt that was lying on the floor. I put it on, feeling Archer's eyes on me the whole time.

"Yes, Damon. How do you know him?"

"I worked for him." Archer sprang up off the bed and gently grabbed my shoulders.