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I withdrew a tiny bit, needing to move. And then I drove in again, softly, not wanting to hurt her. She moaned, and I repeated it, over and over until her moans formed words.
“Harder,” she begged, and it was everything I needed to hear.
“Yes,” I answered, thrusting up into her until she was arched over me, her chin up, her breasts jutting before her as she cried out.
“Oh god, oh yes!”
And I answered again, unable to hold back. My desire unleashed into her, and I pumped again and again, her body milking the length of me, coaxing every bit of release from my cock, still planted inside her.
Emily lay over me, holding me deep inside as she molded to my chest, one of her hands in my hair. As our breathing regulated, she began to laugh. I couldn’t hear it, so much as feel it rumbling through her.
“Was that funny?” I asked, my pride and satisfaction dimming a bit.
“No,” she said, lifting her head to smile up at me. “It was amazing. I’m just laughing at how far this situation is from what I’d expected when I headed innocently to a writers’ conference at Kasper Ridge.”
If she’d looked sad about it, I would have apologized, but she didn’t, and happiness burned inside me. I tucked her up against me as she slid off and pulled the covers up.
“Wait,” she said, moving to the edge of the bed and then disappearing into the bathroom. She was gone a moment, and then returned with a towel, which she handed to me. And then she was back at my side, warm and soft and perfect.
Chapter Thirteen
There’s Only One Right Answer for Fries
EMILY
If I’d been hungry when we arrived, now I was legitimately starving, and my stomach betrayed me as I nestled close against Archie’s warm side.
“Hungry?” he asked, his voice low and rumbly, matching my stomach.
“Very.” The thing was, I hadn’t even noticed it until my body cued me and alerted Archie. My head was spinning around the implications of what we’d just done. I’d heard the phrase ‘sleeping with the enemy,’ and now I really understood it. However, it was impossible now to think of Archie as my enemy. Or anyone’s. And while my brother might not have been thrilled to find me sleeping with a friend of his, the time I’d spent with Archie just now didn’t feel like any kind of betrayal of Jake. Though I knew my father would see it as one.
“I’m hungry too.” His hand traced a line up my arm as he held me.
Archie slid from the bed and grabbed the bags we’d brought in and immediately forgotten, climbing back in beside me and dropping them onto the covers between us.
“I smell French fries,” I moaned, digging into the bag and finding one. It wasn’t hot, but it was delicious anyway.
“We need to discuss something,” Archie said, but the tone of his voice was teasing, and I knew this wasn’t going to be a serious topic.
“Okay,” I said, digging into the bag for another fry as he pulled burgers from the other bag.
“Tonight we obviously went for what was close and easy. But there are lots of options and opinions when it comes to fast food.”
“Right.”
“I need to understand your position.”
“You do?” I said this through a mouthful of fries.
“Yes. So let’s start with the obvious. There’s McDonald’s.”
“Always reliable.”
“Burger King.”
“Solid choice.”
“And In’n’Out.”
