Page 35 of Cupid's Shot

I smirk, and she gets off the couch, so confidently swaying and making her way to the stairs. She smacks her ass, and I follow, obsessed. I let her stay a few steps ahead of me, loving her commitment to walking to the beat, teasing me, taunting me with her exposed ass and legs. Watching her, I am so ready to fuck her. She pauses, rubbing her hand up and down the banister. We both laugh. Then, she keeps going.

“The second door on the left,” I say as she takes the last step up. In the doorway, she turns around, leaning on the doorframe. I unabashedly check all of her out. What a memory—her in a bra and over-the-knee boots with nothing else on.

“So, do you, like, want me to call you Daddy or something?” she asks, a bit of nervousness in her tone.

“Not tonight.”

“Hmm,” she responds in a high-pitched tone.

I grab her hips, pushing her backwards until she runs into my bed. “I want you to have fun.”

“I’m having fun,” she says, looking up at me. “Why is your bed so low to the floor?”

“I don’t know. I like the look of it.” I lean down, kissing her chest, then unclasp her bra. She leans her shoulders forward, and it falls to the floor.

“Another surprise.” I chuckle, seeing a condom stuck to her nipple. I slowly peel the wrapper off her skin, then lick her nipple, putting the condom in my pocket. Grabbing both of her tits, I squeeze, moving my mouth from one to the next.

“Mmm,” she breathes, her hand moving to my jeans, unbuttoning them. I quickly get out of them, and she sits on the bed, unzipping her boots.

“Did I say you could take those off?”

“I’m taking them off.”

I chuckle, taking over, unzipping them and pulling them off. “If we ever do the Daddy thing, you are going to be punished for that smart mouth of yours.”

“Talking a big game, Aaron Olson,” she sasses, running her hands down my chest and stomach. Her hand dips below my briefs. “Fuck you,” she softly says, the hunger in her eyes radiating through as she wraps her hand around my hard cock.

I bite my lip as she pulls my briefs down.

“Let’s switch places. It’s only fair that I take you to third base too.”

Sitting on the edge of my bed with Sarah between my legs, I pull her in for a kiss first. “Confession,” I whisper. “I wanted to ask you to homecoming senior year.”

“What?! Why didn’t you ask me?”

“You felt so out of my league.”

“This dick is out of my league.” She giggles before devouring it.

Fuck.She is just going for it. “You can take it,” I pant, as her hand, mouth, and tongue are working so hard for me. “Look at you. You’re so sexy,” I say, sweeping her hair behind her shoulders. “This mouth … I’m going to come if you don’t slow down.”

She giggles, her mouth full of me. Taking that as a provocation, I guess, she takes all of me, bobbing up and down fast. “You made it disappear,” I breathe, impressed. “Fuck yeah. I can’t wait to feel your pussy on this cock,” I say, closing my eyes, leaning back onto my arms. The wings prevent me from really leaning back, and I chuckle at this fucking sight. I’d nearly forgotten about the wings. “When you fuck me, use me. Use your cherub however you want.”

“Stop making me laugh,” she says, her hand still stroking me.

We hold a smiley stare with each other before I ask, “Where do you want me to come?”

“I’ll take it like a good girl,” she says, her eyes blazing sex before she starts sucking me again.

I’m in love.I am never going to get enough of her. She’s everything.

I buck up, on the edge, and she picks up her pace. “Yes, baby,” I pant, releasing. “Take all of it.”

Captivated, I admire her as she looks up at me. “The best girl,” I praise, pulling her up and onto my lap. “These wings … Do you want me to keep them on?”

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“The wings stay,” I say, firm, loving how he is caressing my arms.

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