Mariela's POV
I wanted to laugh and dance around his room, and I know it was a small achievement. Still, I could tell my plan was working and watching Archer's pained expression on his face as I slowly undressed my clothes was satisfying. I wanted to clap my hands when I saw him stroking his manhood in front of me, and I hate to admit, I felt so hot, and I had never wanted anything so badly in my entire life.
I could see the lust that registered on Archer's face. I wanted to see and touch him, I know I never allowed anyone to claim me, even if I got boyfriends after my break up with Archer, and I never trusted any of them to have me, and I know I couldn't deny I had been dying to surrender myself to Archer; I wanted him to use my body for his satisfaction because the wetness between my legs was evidence how I wanted to make love with him.
