Archer’s P.O.V.
The kiss started off gentle, just a brush of two lips coming together, as if we were both still learning how to kiss each other after finding each other just a couple of days ago. I leaned in as I kissed one corner of her mouth, feeling how her lips reached up and turned them into a smile, and then leaned on the other side to do the same thing. I ran my hand over her silky soft hair, stopping at the nape of her neck where my hand rested. I gently tugged on the strands of hair on her neck, making sure that Bec would lift her chin and look at me more, give me more access to her soft, plump lips. My action made her gasp, even though I didn’t handle her too hard, it sounded more like a surprise on her part, as if she was begging me for more, right that second. I didn’t say any
