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He looks completely distraught, and I get the feeling that the past few days have been as difficult for him as they have been for me. It’s like an immense weight has been lifted off my shoulders, letting me breathe for the first time in days. He loves me. He actually loves me. There’s no way he would lie about something like that. I’m about to jump into his arms but stop myself. “What about Julia?”
He pulls me into his arms, placing the sweetest kiss on my forehead, and I can’t help but let out a sigh. It’s been a horrible few days and I’ve missed him so damn much.
“Bianca showed me the picture. Honestly, I don’t even remember taking it. She must have come up to me and posed. Once I left you last night, I was a total mess. I left about twenty minutes later and don’t remember a moment of that time. Let me show you something.” He reaches into his pocket, digging out his phone and after a few swipes, he hands it over to me. “These are the picture you should be looking at.” He's on an image search for his name and there are rows and rows of pictures… of me. Well, of the two of us together. Most of them are from our walk down the red carpet, but there are a few candids thrown in too. In every single one, Archer is gazing down at me, adoration shining through his features. It’s exactly the opposite of how he looked in the picture with Julia. I scan the captions.
Who is Archer Clarke’s new girlfriend?
Archer and mystery girl.
Is Archer Clarke finally in love?
There are tears in my eyes when I look back up at him, handing his phone back.
“I couldn’t even go home that night,” he says. “My house, my bed, it was all empty without you. I stayed at the hotel and spent the night nursing my broken heart.”
“You didn’t get back together with her?”
“I thought I made myself clear, angel. I don’t want anyone but you. Ever.”
Without needing to hear any more, I move to my tiptoes and I seal my lips against his. He doesn’t move for about three seconds, like he’s waiting to see if I’m sure, then he moves in, forcing his tongue between my lips, taking what he needs from our kiss.
The moment is absolutely surreal. I never thought I’d see Archer again, let alone have his mouth on mine like he owns it. And he does own it. He really does.
The kiss is hot and animalistic. We’re both pouring the pain and longing we’ve felt over the last few days into it. The kiss is both needy and healing, smoothing those sharp edges of the broken pieces inside me so that they fit perfectly against his own.
Twenty-Six
archer
My chest aches, but this time it isn’t from the pain of a broken and bleeding heart. It’s because it feels so full. I have Hollie back in my arms, right where she belongs. My lips leave hers and I pepper kisses down the length of her neck and over her chest. My moves are frantic, like I can’t stop at any one place on her body in my rush to taste all of her. She lets out a moan while clutching the back of my head, threading her fingers through my hair, urging me to continue.
I groan and start walking her backwards, further into the room, until she bumps up against the hospital bed. I leave her for a moment to dash across the room and shut the door. When I turn back to her, she’s already whipping her top over her head, leaving her standing in only a bra.
I reach for the waist of her jeans and pop open the button before yanking them down her legs, along with her panties. She kicks them off while my mouth and hands attack her tits. Her nipples are already hard peaks as I drag my teeth across the lacy material that’s still covering them. Her body gives a jolt and arches into my mouth.
My hands move to her sweet pussy and I dip a finger between her folds, running from her entrance up to her clit and back again. I let out a low growl when I feel the amount of moisture waiting there.
“You’re so fucking wet. Is all this for me, angel?”
“Always,” she lets out on a sigh and pushes her hips up, trying to get me to touch her where she needs it the most.
I grip her waist and pop her up onto the bed, leaning her back. She watches me with heavy-lidded eyes while I scramble to undo my belt and shove my pants and boxers down to right below my ass. I don’t have the patience to fully remove them before I settle back against her. Those gorgeous thighs open for me. I take my hard cock in hand and line it up with her waiting entrance as her hands grip my shoulders, pulling me closer. With a quick and forceful thrust, I’m seated all the way inside her.
She lets out a scream that I quickly muffle with my mouth on top of her own. She’s so tight and wet I’m worried my knees are going to fail me and let me topple to the ground. Nothing’s ever felt as exquisite as Hollie’s pussy, and I’m already looking forward to the years I’ll get to spend with them both.
Bringing my thoughts of the future back to the here and now, I pull out almost completely before thrusting back in again, building up a steady rhythm while Hollie moans beneath me. Her legs are wrapped around my waist and she’s meeting my every drive, urging me on. When her nails dig into my ass, I almost lose it. I’m rutting into her like an animal, my thrusts so forceful that the bed is scooting across the floor with each one.
“I’m sorry, angel. I’ll make love to you next time. Right now, I need you.”
“Yes,” she whimpers, “Harder.”
My speed picks up even more and soon we’re both moaning and moving against each other uncontrollably, our bodies covered in a thin layer of sweat. I look down between us and can see my cock moving inside her, claiming her. Watching the physical representation of our soul-searing emotional connection turns me on even more, if that were possible. With a tingle at my spine, I know my orgasm is fast approaching and I need to make sure she goes over the edge with me. Reaching between our gyrating bodies, I press my thumb firmly against her clit and hear her desperately cry out my name. I keep up a steady pressure and move my thumb in slow circles before changing and moving it in the other direction. She’s gasping and I can tell she’s just as close as I am.
“Come for me, angel. You need to come on my cock, and I want that sweet pussy to milk me dry.”
I give her clit one last hard pinch that sends her tumbling into bliss, capturing her lips with mine once again to muffle her screams. Her pussy clamps down on my cock so tightly that I’m barely able to pull out and push back in. It’s only another two thrusts before I’m giving my own shout of pleasure and spilling my seed inside of her, coating her walls in my cum.
I’m still seated inside her while we try to catch our breaths. I don’t want to pull out yet and lose this connection. The fact that I almost lost her once has me reluctant to let her out of my arms. Instead, I pull her more closely against my chest and gently stroke her hair, almost in awe of this woman who is mine.
