Page 13 of Flirt Like A Pin-Up

“Are you ready to come for me?” Her arousal soaks my hand as I lick it up, telling me she’s more than ready.

“Yes.” Moaning, she rolls her hips, riding my fingers and mouth.

“I was right, you know.” I hum as her pussy clamps down and pulses around my digits, her thigh muscles tightening around my head. “You’re sweet and tangy, just like cherries jubilee.”

I crawl up her body, kissing along her collarbone and up her neck, until I claim her lips as my own. “You can let go of the headboard now.”

She sighs and brings her arms down, sliding her hands into my hair. “That was amazing.”

“Was it?”

“Mmhmmm.”

I kiss her one more time and then stand up, slipping out of my slacks and briefs. Margot sucks in her breath, her eyes locked on my erection. Griping and stroking myself, I smile down at her. “I think I can do better.”

Margot sits up and runs her fingers over mine before leaning forward and taking the head of my cock between her perfect plump lips.

“Ah, fuck.” I slide my hand into her hair, cupping the back of her head as she takes me deep into her hot, wet mouth. “Oh, Margot, your mouth is exquisite.”

She looks up at me through her long lashes, her cherry-stained lips sliding up and down the length of my cock. I could watch her do this all day, every day, but I want to be deep in her cunt when I come the first time. I tighten my fingers and fist her hair, pulling her off me and immediately claiming her lips as I crawl over her body and settle my weight between her thighs.

I hook her leg under my forearm, spreading her wide, the head of my cock prodding against her opening. Margot runs her hands up my biceps and slides her fingers behind my neck, her gray eyes glued to mine. I tease her, sliding my cock up and down her wet seam. “What do you think, Cherry? Will you do forever with me?”

She arches a perfectly shaped eyebrow. “Are you asking me to marry you, Camden?”

“Yes, Margot. I’m asking you to be my wife.”

“Yes.” She’s breathless, gasping as I thrust my cock deep inside her as soon as she says one little word.Yes.

It’s all I wanted to hear.

It’s all I was waiting for.

My heart swells as pleasure builds in my balls and shoots up my spine. I nuzzle her neck and nibble on her ear. “I love you, Margot. I know this is sudden, but the fact is I’ve been biding my time for months, waiting for you to come to me. I knew after one kiss you were mine, but I didn’t know how to convince you that I’m also yours. Honestly, I’m still not sure how to convince you.”

“You don’t have to convince me, baby, just love me.” Margot smiles. “Promise you’ll love me not only when I’m young and beautiful, but also when I’m old and gray.”

I kiss her lips, quickening my thrusts as she closes her eyes and tilts her head back, exposing her creamy throat. Her pussy clamps down the wetter she gets, and I know she’s close to coming for me. “I promise to love you—always and forever.”

She digs her fingernails into my biceps when she comes, this time crooning her orgasm with a series ofohhsandahhs. I’m right there with her, pumping my hips hard and fast through my release, pushing my seed deep inside her without a second thought.

I should be more careful and considerate, asking her if she’s on birth control or if she wants to have my baby, but at this moment, I’m feeling like a selfish bastard.

I want our forever—starting now.

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We made love until the moon shone brightly through my windows, stopping long enough for a quick snack and a long shower. Margot scrubbed her face clean, removing her fake lashes, cat eyeliner, and red lips, and she’s even more beautiful without the pin-up persona. She’s wrapped in my arms in my big bed, and for the first time in a long time, I fall asleep sated and peaceful.

When my morning alarm goes off, I awake to find myself alone, but smell coffee brewing in the kitchen. “Margot?”

She walks into the bedroom with two steamy cups of coffee wearing my button down from last night and nothing else. I have to say, it’s the sexiest outfit I’ve ever seen her wear. “Good morning.”

I take both cups from her, put them on the nightstand, and pull her on top of me. I run my hands down her back, cup her ass, and grind her against my morning erection. “It certainly is a good morning.”

Moaning, she licks her lips and closes her eyes. “If you start that, we’re going to be late to work.”

“Don’t worry about work. I’ll talk to the boss.”

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