Page 10 of Just One: Box Set

Chapter Ten

" I think it's inside you." Archer pointed toward her closed legs. "It must have slipped off."

"Slipped off." Harley blinked. "You think it slipped off." Her voice sounded far off, even to her own ears.

"Yeah." Archer palmed the back of his neck. "Don’t worry."

"Don't worry ? That’s easy for you to say, Archer. You don’t have a dick mask stuck inside you. Get your ass down there and find it."

Harley spread her legs and laid back. She threw her arm over her face and blew out a frustrated breath. Of course, her first time would be a complete fucking mess. This was what she got for lying to everyone and acting like she was some sex expert.

She tried not to tense as Archer slid his finger inside and explored her channel. "Anything yet?"

"I think…" Archer leaned into her, pressing his digit in deeper. "Yep. Got it."

Harley could feel him tugging at something inside her. He withdrew his fingers. The odd sensation of him pulling the condom out moved through her She sighed, relieved he could retrieve it without incident. The last thing she needed was to have to take a trip to the clinic.

"Um, Harley?"

"What?"

"You said you were on the pill, right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

He held up the condom—rather, what was left of it.

It having come off was the least of their worries.

The damn thing had shredded at some point prior to Archer coming inside her.

Harley realized the heat she had been feeling wasn’t from imaginary fireworks.

No. It was from his jizz filling her insides.

"Great." Harley blew out her breath. "You're never going to want to do this again, are you?"

"What? Are you crazy? I plan on fucking you all the time, now. This—" he tossed the remnants of the latex to the trash can "—isn't a deterrent. In fact." He grabbed Harley's hand and pressed it to his erection. "Knowing we shredded the damn thing has me hard already."

Harley closed her eyes and sighed. "I can't believe my first time resulted in the condom falling apart."

Archer laid down beside her and pulled her against him. "It just means our union was explosive—like I knew it would be. Are you going to be worried about this and not want to do it again?" He drew circles on her skin as he watched her.

"What?" Harley rolled to him, so she was facing him. "No. Of course not. I just think maybe I should get the shot, so we don’t need condoms."

Archer's cock jumped at her words. Harley flicked her eyes between their bodies and smiled. "I take it your dick likes that idea?"

"You have no idea." Archer rolled her to her back and settled over her. "Are you sore?"

Harley wiggled her hips beneath him, causing his cock to slip between her folds. The head of his shaft was posed at the entrance of her pussy, making him close his eyes in restraint.

"A little, but…" her voice trailed off as she wrapped her legs around him. "I want you again." Her heels dug into his ass, pulling him inside her.

"Condom." Archer gritted out. "Oh fuck, you feel so good." He rested his forehead on hers. "You're a wicked little girl. Now that I've felt you bare, I'm not going to want to put on a condom."

"Then don't. I'm on the pill. You're the only man I've ever slept with."

"And I'm clean. I haven't been with anyone in over a year. You sure?" His eyes penetrated hers, searching for assurance in her decision. "I can pull out and put one on."

She arched into him, forcing his shaft deeper. Her moan was nearly his undoing, and he had to fight his body to behave.

"Fuck me Archer. Please."

"Marry me, Harley." Archer pumped his cock into her. "Say you'll be mine forever."

"Oh God." She cried out when his dick hit the spot it had earlier. The one that made her body coil with tendrils of fire.

Archer stilled inside her. "So… what's it going to be?"

"What?" Harley blinked away the haze of lust and stared at the man positioned above her.

"Marry me."

"You're asking me to marry you while your cock is buried between my legs?"

Archer gave his hips a little jerk, making her hiss in pleasure.

"I know it's not romantic. And I'll ask you again, when you aren’t expecting it.

But I need to know if you'll be mine, Harley.

" He pivoted his ass, plunging his cock at an angle that had her legs tightening around him.

"Say yes." He kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping inside her mouth as he began to move.

"Oh… Oh… Oh…" Harley began to shake beneath him. Her body coiling and tightening around his rod. "Yes. Fuck. YES… I'll marry you. Just keep doing that." She cried out as she shattered around him. Her core spasmed, squeezing his shaft like a vice grip.

"God damn." Archer quickened his pace, his dick moving in and out. Her lips slurped him inside as he dove headfirst into pure bliss. "You. Are. Mine." He grunted, exploding deep inside her hole. His cum erupted out of him, splashing her womb with his seed.

Archer collapsed on top of her, his breath coming out in shallow pants. "Jesus."

"Archer." Harley pushed at his chest. "You're gonna suffocate me. And while dying with your cock inside me sounds like heaven… I'd like to make it to the altar."

Archer laughed and rolled to the side, taking her with him. "I love you, Harley."

She leaned into his side and pressed a kiss to his ribs. "I love you. And I have to admit, I love your cock." Harley trailed her fingers down and ran her palm over his semi-soft shaft.

"Why'd you wait so long to have sex? You're a gorgeous woman, surely men have tried before me." Archer tightened his hold on her.

"Sure—they have. And while my dad and brothers kept every boy I brought around at a distance. I think…" Harley leaned up on her elbow and looked at him. "I think I was waiting for you."

Archer enveloped her in his arms and kissed the air from her lungs. They stayed like that for the next hour, exploring and learning each other's bodies. To Archer’s surprise, Harley gave him the best blow job he'd ever experienced.

"Damn, Harley. Had I known your lips around my cock was going to feel that good. I'd have taken you up on your offer when we first spoke."

"My offer?"

"When you offered to blow me."

Harley blushed. She'd forgotten about that. Her mouth tended to speak before she thought things through. That day in class when he'd jumped her for popping her gum, she'd shot off the first thing that came to mind.

And that was offering to blow him.

"Well… now that I know how good your meat stick tastes, I think I'll be snacking on it often." She shimmied down his stomach. "In fact… I think I want another taste. Just to be sure."

"Harle—" His words died on his tongue as her mouth wrapped around his shaft again. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. The sensation of her tongue flicking against the swell of his cock was pure bliss. He fisted her hair and held on. "I'm glad you're a meat eater." He hissed as she bobbed.

Harley glanced up from her position, his cock held tightly between her lips and winked. She eased her head back and bit her lip.

"You know…" she licked her lips. "Jackie says using toys can spice up people’s sex life." She bit down on her plump bottom lip.

Archer yanked her body up against his and rolled them over, so she was beneath him.

"You can have anything you want when you do that." He pressed his mouth to hers.

"Do what?" She giggled as his cock pulsed against her thigh.

"Kiss me."