Page 9 of Cupid's Arrow

Our eyes lock, and all the air in my lungs evaporates at once.

“I was hoping you were still awake,” Corinne says softly while taking a small step toward me. She is wearing an oversized sleeping shirt. It’s so big on her, the stretched-out collar exposes one of her shoulders like an eighties-style shirt.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I admit, my voice so rough and gravely it makes my chest rumble.

“Would it help if I lie down with you?” I don’t know what’s worse; the innocence in her voice, the painful ache in my balls, or how she slowly makes her way to my bed.

“It definitely wouldn’t help me go to sleep.” I shake my head, but that doesn’t stop her from coming even closer, her long legs bumping into the edge of my mattress.

“Would it help with the circus tent on your bed?” She glances between my legs at the blanket held up by my cock.

“Depends. If you expect some clowns and a trapeze performance, you’re gonna be thoroughly disappointed.”

“What about pole dancing?” She grins. “I could dance up and down your pole.” She grips the hem of her shirt and slowly pulls it up her body, showing me she isn’t wearing anything underneath.

“You’re killing me, little girl.” My accusation only makes her pull the shirt off all the way before dropping it on the floor next to us.

Help me, God. She is so fucking perfect. Every soft curve of her body, the swell of her breasts, the color of her nipples, everything.

“I’m not trying to. But I feel like I’ll die if you don’t touch me soon.” She climbs onto my bed, and I instinctively lift up my blanket. She slides underneath, straddling me with her bare thighs.

Without thought, I wrap my arms around her small body, enjoying the way her soft, warm skin feels against mine. Even now, part of me expects her to pull away, to shove against my chest, and run out the door. Instead, Corinne cuddles into me, wrapping herself around me like she is scared to let go.

Leaning back, I lower us into the stack of pillows. My dick is nestled against her hot pussy, and every move—no matter how small—has a wave of pleasure washing over me. I haven’t even been inside of her, and precum is leaking out of my aching cock.

“I want you to be my first,” Corinne whispers into the shell of my ear, her hot breath fanning over my skin as she moves her cunt up and down my cock, letting me slide through her wet folds.

Sweat starts beading on my forehead. I’m so close. My cock is rubbing over her virgin hole, which is begging to be filled. A small shift, and I could be deep inside of her. Just a tiny bit, and my dick will rip through her virginity.

I want her so bad that my ability to make logical decisions is dwindling down faster than the speed of light.

My hands move on their own, grasping her hips, so I can line her up with my aching cock. I wanted to do this slow, gently, the way she deserves. But I don’t get the chance. As soon as the tip of my cock is on her hole, she lowers herself down. And with one smooth move, she impales herself on my shaft until my balls are pressed against her ass.

The pleasure I feel being inside her virgin cunt, having her squeeze me so tightly while moaning my name, has me almost coming apart. “Jesus, Corinne,” I manage to grit through my teeth. My grip on her hip tightens, forcing her to be still.

“I didn’t want to give you a chance to change your mind.” She giggles.

“You shouldn’t have done this.”

“And you should stop telling me what to do.” I can’t see her face, but I can tell she is still smiling from the tone of her voice.

“You’re a bratty little girl who is going to get spanked.” My threat only makes her moan while she rubs her tits against my chest.

“Oh, god, you’re so big. I’m so full. But it feels so good. Please let me move. I need to move.”

“Okay, but you need to go slow. If you don’t slow down, you’re going to hurt yourself.” Not to mention how I am only hanging on by a thin thread of sanity.

“I’ll try to pace myself,” she promises, and I loosen my hold on her so she can move again.

Thankfully, she listens. Rolling her hips slowly, she lets her pussy swallow my cock. She moves up and down at a deliciously slow pace while her hands roam over my chest and shoulders. Everywhere she touches, she leaves an electric current behind that has my skin sizzling.

“Do you know how hard it is not to flip you over and fuck you into this mattress?”

“Please do it. I want you to.” She picks up speed, slamming herself down on my cock. “Please, fuck me, Arrow.”

That’s when I lose it. Lust overcomes me. My brain shuts off, and my body takes over.

In one swift move, I flip us over so Corinne is on her back, and I’m on top of her. She gasps as I drive back into her. I catch her moan with my lips, kissing her deeply as I fuck her without restraint.

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