Cupids Peak

by Lee Jacquot

He probably just has awesome parents who did an excellent job raising him.”

My eyes flash to the hockey player whose gaze I find still locked on me. The air thins as he quirks the faintest of smiles and winks.

“I see. So is this the part of the movie where the jock and his quiet tutor fall for each other? Over shared fries and math problems?”

The moments would be fleeting, but her smile, her laugh, would fill me with a homey feeling I can only describe as the one you get when you watch something from your childhood.

But the moment my eyes meet her big brown ones, I realize how much of an asshole I’ve been. How nothing I’ve imagined or remembered has held a candle to the real thing.

She’s fucking gorgeous. Her long brown curls are twisted away from her delicate face, falling over exposed shoulders. Her outfit’s thin straps lead down to a soft pink dress that shows a teasing amount of tan cleavage and flares at hips my fingers itch to hold.

“You still like the cherries, right?” “You remember that?” She scooches over the U-shaped booth slightly, taking the stick from me and putting it on her napkin. “How can I forget when you stole every single one of mine?”

All this time and I doubt our story would ever change. She’ll simply remain a sweet dream, just out of reach.

Eli chuckles. It’s low and sensual and sounds like something I’d very much love to hear in the crook of my neck. Or running down my side. Or between my thighs.

His hand closes around his glass of water on the table, thumb moving up and down slowly, disrupting the drips of condensation. The act itself is innocent enough, but it incinerates the weak hold I have on my raging horniness.

I was proud of you.”

“I was staring at you, Eli.”

I’m pretty sure my panties are now disturbingly wet.

I’m still not sure what it was about him, but even though I still experienced my typical shyness, I always felt safe. Unjudged. Free to be me.

My truth right now is that I’m very quickly taking on a whole new persona.

“The only attention I ever wanted, I’m getting right

now.”

Goose bumps prickle along my skin and the moment his gaze finds mine again, I’m all but panting. I don’t remember Eli ever being this… intense. The boy version of him tugged on every soft part of me, threatening to steal my heart with the wink of his eye. But this Eli—the man he’s become—is promising to own every part of me, and that is equally erotic and terrifying as hell.

“You could say I’m direct,” he finally says. “I like to say what I want, how I want it, and how they’re going to give it to me.”

“I’ve had a thing for you since freshman year when I overheard you and your sister talking about who you’d fuck-marry-kill when it came to the cast of The Breakfast Club.”

“It’s my turn, though, love.

“I dare you to let me show you how obsessed I was with you ten years ago.”

That even after all these years, I haven’t found anyone who makes me smile or laugh or feel at home the way you did?”

Eli nods, returning to his food. “I see. So you intended to come here and get laid?” I feel my face flush. “I mean… yeah?” “Is it weird that makes me incredibly jealous?”

Butterflies break free in my stomach, flapping around so frantically I think I might get gassy.

LOL

Was there any part of me that thought I’d be dancing my fingers along the hem of her dress in the middle of a full restaurant at her request? Not even in my sweetest dreams.

This is a huge step for her, and I don’t plan on taking that lightly.

“I want to know you’re sure because this has been brewing for a very long time, and I intend to take everything you’re willing to give me.

Mia doesn’t answer, and I know it’s because she physically can’t. The thought only drives my blood faster. I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my life,

With every step we take toward the shiny metal doors, all I can think about is how horribly he’s about to fuck up all future men for me.

How I know for a fact no one will ever compare.

His gaze rakes over me, this time much slower than before.

“Tell me, love. If I dropped to my knees right now, would you let me devour your cunt?”

The years of wanting to do this, to see for just one second what it’s like to be the receiver of Eli’s affection, engulf me.

“It’s a shame we waited so long to do that.” Eli smiles, but it almost feels like a sad one. Almost as if he realizes the same thing I do. We’ll never get that time back. The potential. And giving in now will only make that regret so much worse because it’s just for tonight.

It’s like being in the eye of a tornado. While all those things swirl around, threatening to consume me, I’m safe in the middle with Eli.

“The world is yours, Mia. You tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.” “Anything?” I muse. He nods once, and for the first time tonight, his facial features become serious. “Anything.”

I remind myself that it’s some of those things you have to endure if you want the core memories of the greatest orgasms of your life.

But at least I’m not going to spend a single iota of my life wondering what-if about anything.

My sister’s words ring loudly in my ear. If I stopped just because I was scared of the sadness I’ll feel without him next week, I’ll regret so much more.

“You are quickly becoming a very dangerous thing for me, love.”

Right now, with Eli under me and a night full of promise, all I want to do is take my time. I want to draw out every moment with him,

It was cute, the little attempt at trying to tease me, but I’m not

in the mood for wasting precious time. Not a single second.

never in my life have I wanted someone more than I want my fucking girl.

The feel of her in my arms like this, giving in and trusting me, makes something in me click into place.

But I want her. I need her. I refuse to make the same mistake twice, and after tonight, there’s no denying the truth. This woman is mine. And it’s time she knows it.

“Em, listen. I would never condone or encourage you to change yourself for a man. But if you’re naturally learning things about yourself and enjoy them… well, maybe it’s not a change for him, but for yourself. And I fully support sexual liberation.”

I refuse to be restricted for all the ways I want to worship her.

“Because it feels right. It reminds me of you and how excited you would get when my answer was right. You made me feel… good.”