I pressed my pelvis into hers and kissed her on the lips. "I've been shot through the heart." I held my chest and rolled next to her. "I love you, my little Cupid."
"I'm not done with you yet," she said, jumping on top of me. "You're mine."
She looked so cute when she was trying to be authoritative. I loved watching how her eyes sparkled with intent and her hair flowed behind her.
With her creamy skin, she seemed like an apparition, but holding her hips, I could feel the flow of her body. I wanted that body on top of mine, my excitement for her bubbling.
"I want you," I told her.
"Of course," she caressed my cheek. "I shot you with my love arrow, so now you're smitten. But first, I'm going to need your cooperation."
"Do what you must," I said.
She turned and gave my side a little kick. "Now take off your pants," she instructed.
