Page 6 of Just One: Box Set

Chapter Six

H arley stared at Archer, who sat comfortably on the couch beside her. They were watching a romcom together at his apartment. Unlike her, Archer lived off campus with his roommate, Carter.

“I can feel you staring at me, Harley.” Archer reached out and ran his palm down her face. “What’s on your mind, baby?”

Harley shifted toward him, shocking him as she climbed into his lap. Archer’s fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as he held her against him.

"Whoa. What are you doing?" He ran his palm around her leg and cupped her ass.

"Can I not sit in your lap?" Harley wiggled against him, her dress bunching up around her waist. "I missed you today." She leaned forward and silenced him with her mouth.

Archer's hand came up and held her head as the kiss deepened. Harley shifted again, pressing her center into his growing erection. She couldn’t help herself as she ground her core against the stiff ridge beneath his shorts.

"Harley," Archer growled as she moved against his shaft.

His fingers wound into her hair as he thrust his hips upward into her heat. Her body was setting him on fire from the inside out.

Harley mewled into his mouth as his shaft rubbed against her slit. She wondered what it would feel like if she were naked and doing this. Her movements grew faster as she rode Archer's lap, her body tingling with a sensation she'd only ever felt once before.

"Baby," Archer moaned against her lips. His muscles flexing beneath the shirt that stretched across his chest.

Harley pawed at the fabric, desperate for him to take it off. Archer leaned forward, never breaking contact between their center, and yanked the top off. Harley's hands flew to his bare chest, her body blazing with desire. Archer slipped his palms beneath her tank top, palming her ample breasts.

"Is this, ok?" He looked at her in question.

"Yes." Her words came out breathy as she continued to dry hump him.

She'd suspected him of having a nice-sized package but sitting astride his thighs, she knew. His length was rock solid and hitting her clit perfectly.

Harley continued to move against his shaft, her hands exploring his body. Archer squeezed her nipple beneath the lace fabric and drew out a moan against his mouth.

Spots danced across her eyes as Archer thrust his hips into her. The friction of his shorts against her panties sent sparks of electricity through her veins. Harley's body tensed and she cried out as ribbons of moisture flooded out of her core. Archer grunted; his body became rigid beneath her.

"Fuck," he groaned, his hands yanking her tight against his lap.

Harley's head fell against his shoulder as she stilled from the aftermath of what she assumed was her first orgasm. Holy fuck, she wanted to do that again.

"Baby." Archer rubbed his hand along her back. "I need to grab a towel."

Harley leaned back and furrowed her brows in confusion. "A towel?"

"You kinda made me blow my load. I need to clean off." He chuckled as he pressed his lips to hers.

Harley climbed off, suddenly aware of the wetness between her thighs.

She glanced down at Archer's crotch, seeing the mess he was referring to.

His shorts were wet with his release, making Harley blush.

She'd made him cum by dry humping him. Redness tinged her skin as she tugged her dress down and scooted against the arm of the couch.

Archer hurried into his bedroom, only to return in a fresh pair of shorts.

"That was…" Archer smiled down at her. "I can't wait until we can do the real thing. If you can get me off like that, I bet our sex is going to be explosive."

Harley blinked. Was she ready for sex with Archer? They'd been together for five months. "I bet it will be too. Thank you for not pushing the issue. I just wanted to be sure this was real before making it messy with sex." She forced the lie she'd been telling him for weeks.

"I hope we can make it messy with sex. But you know I'll wait as long as I have to. Harley—” Archer turned to her and drew her hands into his lap. "I love you."

Harley's eyes widened. "What?" She held his gaze. "You… love me?"

"I do. I think I've loved you since the first time you talked to me in class. But with each day we're together, I know I'm in love."

She sucked in a breath. "I love you, too." A tear escaped her eye, rolling down her cheek.

Archer reached out and wiped it away with his thumb. "Don’t cry."

"They're happy tears. I love you, Archer."

He tilted his head. "But?" He could sense apprehension in her reply.

"What will happen after graduation? I'm terrified this is going to end."

Archer smiled and stood. Harley watched as he retrieved something off the counter and brought it over to her. "I was going to tell you tomorrow at dinner—you know, make it special. But here—” he thrust the envelope into her hands. "Read this."

Harley took it from him and tentatively withdrew the folded letter inside. She scanned the document, unbelieving of what she was seeing. "Is this for real?"

"Yes. When you told me you'd gotten into Emory Medical School, I knew what I had to do. My dad made a few calls and well, you got it right there in your hands."

Archer's family was just as wealthy as hers. It was why he didn’t give a shit about her past or her financial status. He was well off enough on his own. But in his case—he was happy to use his family's standing in the community to get what he wanted.

"I know you're worried about after graduation. But you don't need to be. I was serious when I told Bree you were mine. You are, Harley. I love you and I don't plan on giving you up. This was the only way I could make sure we stayed together."

"You gave up John Hopkins University… for me." She stated in complete shock.

"For us, baby. I can't live without you. Don't you get it?" He cupped her cheek. "You're it for me."

Harley fought back the tears. Archer was going to Emory Medical School, to be with her, while she attended their Law School.

"I love you so much." Harley buried her head in his chest. "This is the best surprise you could have ever given me."

Archer held her, his arms wound tightly around her frame. She couldn’t believe they would be together even after graduation. For weeks she'd been stressed about what would happen come May. It was the only thing holding her back from giving herself to him completely. This meant only one thing now…

She needed to call Jackie because she was ready to be with Archer fully. And she had no fucking clue what to do with the monster cock hidden beneath his pants.