Page 8 of Just One: Box Set

Chapter Eight

H arley paced her tiny dorm room. Archer was due to arrive in thirty minutes, and she was a ball of nerves. Everything Jackie had shown her seemed to vanish from her mind—all but one thing.

And it sat on her bed mocking her like a neon sign screaming inexperienced virgin ahead.

Harley picked up the florescent silicone and rolled it around in her hand.

It felt like what she imagined a penis would feel like, except a little heavier.

She flicked the switch, causing the tiny protruding ears to whirl to life.

Harley pressed the vibrating extensions against her arm and gasped.

"Fuck." She muttered to herself.

She closed her eyes and wondered what it would feel like if she did what Jackie suggested. She'd come close to an orgasm, or she thought she had, when she tried to touch herself in the past. But one of her brothers had banged on her bedroom door, halting any self-exploration she had considered.

But this time, she wasn't home. She was in college miles away from her over-bearing family and she had a dorm room to herself.

Glancing at the clock, she concluded Archer was still a good thirty minutes from arriving.

Not wanting to blow her first time, she opted to put Jackie's present to the test.

Harley slipped her dress off and hung it over the back of her desk chair.

After slipping off her panties, she grabbed the bottle of lube she picked up on her way home from the coffee shop.

Once she was settled on the bed, Harley squirted the clear liquid on her hand and coated the cock shaped tool in the jelly.

She eased her legs apart and pressed her fingers to her center. Harley pressed her finger inside herself, coating her lips with the needed moisture to ease the toy inside. Taking a fortifying breath, she pushed the tip inside her opening.

It felt weird at first, but eventually, her walls relaxed around the vibrator. Her womb pulsated with a sensation that had her gasping for air. Harley glanced between her legs, fascinated with the feeling. If this was how a fake dick felt, she couldn’t wait to feel Archer inside her.

Feeling brave, Harley pressed the button, bringing the machine to life. The motor whirled gently at first, flicking the tiny ears across her flesh. Harley sucked in a breath at the electric charge she felt coursing through her veins.

Why had she waited to try this? Her head bowed backwards as she pressed the vibrator deeper into her channel.

Using her thumb, she rotated the dial, increasing the speed.

It was like a rocket being shot off. Her body tightened, starting in her belly and rippling through her spine.

She couldn’t control the cry that escaped her lips as her core spasmed around the silicone pleasure stick.

"Holy fuck." Archer's deep voice had her jerking her head toward the door and stilling her hand. "Don't stop on my account."

Archer kicked the door close, locking them inside the tiny room. He crept toward her, never taking his eyes off the magic wand she was wielding between her thighs.

"Baby." He whispered into the room. "Does this mean what I hope to fuck I think it does?"

Harley couldn’t speak. The orgasm was still ricocheting through her, making words impossible. She nodded, beckoning him closer with her eyes.

Archer stripped off his clothes and stood beside her, completely bare. His cock stood hard against his abdomen as he reached out and ran his hand across her breasts.

"God, you're beautiful."

Harley pulled the vibrator from between her legs and cut it off. She couldn’t look at him. Embarrassment consumed her, causing her to turn away from him.

"Don't turn away, Harley. Look at me."

She rolled her head, her eyes finding him. Archer was watching her with curiosity. "Did you want me to find you doing this?"

She shook her head no. "I…" She blushed, biting her lip. "Archer, I need to tell you something."

"You can tell me anything, baby." He ran his fingers down her belly and stopped just above her center, toying with the light patch of hair that covered her slit.

"I've never done this before."

"Used a vibrator?" He furrowed his brows as he cut his eyes to the discarded toy on the bed beside her.

"Any of it." She blinked. "Jackie said I should try that first… to prepare myself. You're not mad, are you?"

"What do you mean to prepare yourself?"

"I'm—" she took a deep breath. "—Archer, I'm a virgin ."