Page 63 of Cupid's Last Arrow


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“No I don’t. Tell me.”

“Every day, I wanted to rip your clothes off and dive into your warmth.”

My breathing becomes more ragged. Is this true? Why would he keep me hanging on like he had then? Why not just give in to his desires if he actually wanted me?

I’m almost naked, but he hasn’t removed a thing.

He seems to realize this when I do.

Carl strips his shirt off and reveals a solid chest and arms, but I’ve seen this before around the house. Then, he slowlyunbuckles his belt and unzips his pants as if he’s putting on a show. When he slips his pants down, his jutting cock springs free.

It still feels so strange to be exposed to each other like this.

He digs in his back pocket for a condom.

“Were you expecting this?” I ask with an arched eyebrow. Or was that protection meant for someone else?

“You know me, I like to be prepared.” He hovers over me, but then he stops and studies my eyes. Maybe he’s attempting to memorize the moment we finally consummate our love…

But no, something about this feels rushed—forced.

Is he just claiming me so Eros doesn’t?

Sensing my reservations, Carl kisses me again.

He moans, and I immediately become uncomfortable as he grinds against me.

“Oh, Dee,” he whispers in my ear, then he nibbles on my lobe.

No. I don’t like this.

I know that if he were to enter me now, I’d be as dry as a desert. My dream is coming true. Shouldn’t I be slick with excitement?

He pulls back to stand and opens the condom packet.

Why is he jumping the gun? If only he felt between my legs, he’d know we’re not at that point yet. Is he just that excited or is he that oblivious to my needs?

Unfortunately, I worry it’s the latter.

“Stop… I’m not ready yet,” I say, and my head spins with the words. This feels like the professor all over again—no concern for my needs and level of readiness.

“Oh, you need more foreplay?” He glances down and reaches for my pussy.

Before he can reach me, I snap my legs shut and cover myself with my dress. “I, uh, think we need to take this slower.”

“It’s been years of glacier slowness.” He tilts his head in confusion. “I thought you wanted me.” He quickly zips his pants up and looks downright hurt.

Really?After all this time of pushing me away? I need a moment to process his whiplash change of heart, andhe’shurt?

“The glacier slowness is your fault,” I remind him, roughly tying my dress closed. “You’re going from zero to sixty in seconds. A few days ago, you fucked some woman in this bed. You tell me she means nothing now, but you broke your rules for her.”

“You have been fucking around with Eros under my roof.”

I’m trembling with frustration right now. Why has everything gone to shit?

“He was only allowed in here after you did your bit.” What can I say about my relationship with Eros? It’s not a real engagement, but itissomething. “And I still need to resolve things with him.”

“Okay, fine.” Carl sighs and rubs his hand down his face. “You’re right. It’s too much, too fast. I get it.”

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