Bleed for Cupid (Holiday Horrors)

by Aiden Pierce

Her breathing picked up more when she dropped her attention back to my cock, lashes fluttering as she gave it a testing pump, earning herself a bead of pre-cum that oozed slowly from the tip. “Catch it,” I said, giving a slight yank on her chain. Without any hesitation, she stuck out her tongue and caught the bead of milky fluid. My dick twitched.

My breath hitched. It did look familiar. “It’s modeled after your own dick.”