Page 64 of Bow & Arrow


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The sound of my phone vibrating jolts me awake. Blinking, my eyes start to adjust to the darkness, the only light is cast from the Netflix preview screen. Rubbing my head, I look down to see Bliss asleep, her head on my lap. I don’t even remember falling asleep. After we ate, we watched a few movies that didn’t include English accents for once, because when we watch those we spend half the movie with her explaining what the fuck is going on. I mean, I can hear my girl talk for hours, but it would be nice for both of us for her not to talk during a movie.

The screen of my phone lights up again, vibrating against the glass table. Without moving too much and waking her up, I grab my phone and frown.

Mrs. E

She’s been calling for months now, and I still haven’t picked up or called back. I’m sure my mom has told her I’m back on the team. I know I need to face his parents, just not at nine at night.

The phone vibrates in my hand and my thumb hoovers over the decline icon.

“Are you going to answer that or not?” Bliss mummers with her eyes closed.

Swiping my thumb over the decline icon, I toss my phone back on the table. Throwing my head back against the couch, I sigh. I need to just get it over with, I can’t avoid this forever.

“Are you okay?”

Bliss is looking up at me. “Who called?”

I shake my head. “No one, babe.”

She lifts an eyebrow. “Really, no one?”

“Yeah, it was no one.” I motion for her to get up, so I can move.

She gives me a look before sitting up and swinging her legs over the couch. “Well, you look pretty torn for it to be nobody.” She stretches.

I don’t answer her and start to clean up the containers on the table, taking them to the trash can in the kitchen. I know she’s behind me, I can feel her. Her arm slips around my waist and I turn toward her. Her blonde hair mussed from sleep and she has an imprint from my pants on her cheek from her sleeping on my lap. She frowns up at me when she feels me tense.

“Want to talk about it?” Bliss asks softly. I shake my head.

“Want to take me home?” she asks.

Shaking my, I head I say, “No, babe. Are you ready to go home?”

I don’t want her to leave but I don’t want to talk about it either. I do know it will bother her if I don’t give her anything, and I’m supposed to be trying to make this work, to be what she needs.

She shakes her head. “No, want to go upstairs?” Her tongue runs over her top lip and my dick is already hardening.

“Hell yeah, I do.” It’s been weeks since I’ve been with her and she’s all I’ve been beating off to.

We don’t waste any time the moment we pass the door to my bedroom, I’m kicking it closed. My lips are on hers and I never want to tear them off, but Bliss doesn’t seem to care as she pulls away to tug my shirt over my head, her small hands run over my bare skin to the waistband of my pants.

“In a hurry, Arrow?” I pull her hands away. “Strip.”

Bliss pouts but does what I say, slowly hooking her thumbs into her waistband and shimmying her pajama bottoms down her legs. I can’t help but bite my lips when I see she wasn’t wearing any panties this whole time. Good thing I didn't know because I would have been finger fucking her little pussy on the couch, actually, I would have pushed her panties to the side anyway, but I wanted her to come to me.

Next is her tiny tank top that kept rising with her every move, and I know the moment it's off I won't be able to keep my hands to myself.

Gripping my hard dick through my pants, I give it a rough tug as I take in her naked body, all mine. Every curve is mine, every inch of her creamy tanned skin is mine, every beauty mark and freckle, I own it. Bliss McQueen is mine.

Her lips curve into a smile as she climbs onto my bed on all fours, giving me the perfect view of her ass and pretty pink pussy lips. She's such a damn tease but I love that shit.

“Are you just going to stare at it or are you going to come get it?” She looks over her shoulder at me.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” I say, sliding my hand down her back, following the curve of her ass and slipping two fingers into her wetness. Moaning, she pushes down on them. “Tell me.”

Slipping in and out of her, I watch her breathing hitch with every movement and my dick hardens even more. If I take her now I know I won’t last.

“I want your mouth,” she barely moans out.

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