He doesn't think she's ready yet

No matter what Amy said, Matt didn't think she was really ready.

She'd given him a blowjob and fixed him up with her mom, but what had he done for her... other than agree to take money to date her which wasn't exactly the most romantic thing in the world.

"I want to suck it." She grabbed his dick and stuffed it in her mouth.

He'd intended to slow things down but somehow couldn't make himself stop her.

He remembered back to that first blowjob she'd given him under his desk, with her being all submissive and needy. Was she really that submissive? Or did she just feel like she had to be because that was what guys like. A part of him didn't want to care but he did. Submissiveness was sexy when it was real but when it was fake, it made him feel like an exploiter.

Those heavy thoughts didn't last long, though, when Amy did her best to swallow his dick whole, grabbing his ass and using it to pull her mouth deeper over his cock.

Until she suddenly pulled away and gagged, almost puking as she fought to control herself. Apparently she hadn't been quite ready for the deep throat.

"I'm so sorry," she said. "You can... if you want to you can golden shower me. I could probably swallow that."

Okay, this was too much. Not that golden showers weren't sexy but not for this occasion. He picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"Relax, Melody." It was funny to think that Amy had picked Melody as her Riverdale alternate ego. The two were, from what he could tell, nothing alike. Then again, maybe that was why Amy had picked her... because she didn't like who she was and wanted to be someone else.

"Fuck me, Archie," she begged as he set her down. "Make me a woman."

He intended to do that... but not so quickly. He put a finger to her lips, then spread her legs and took the dive between them.

She had great legs. Those years of horseback riding really toned the muscles and kept her slim. She'd shaved her pussy and it glistened wet for his gaze. He really wouldn't have minded a landing strip to grab onto but he was happy with the clean-shaven look. And he nestled himself between her legs, bringing her lips to her lower lips.

She'd said she didn't plan on winning but she must have hoped because her pussy tasted of something sweet.

She moaned as he licked her, then moaned again when he slid a finger into her.

He'd expected that, with all of her horseback riding, sliding a finger in would be easy but that wasn't the case at all. He managed to get his baby finger in but his forefinger ran into the barrier that was her virginity.

Well, he didn't need more... he hoped.

He kept his fingers moving on her lips as he raised his tongue to her clit, stroking, kissing, licking around it before he actually caressed it with his tongue.

"Oh, Archie," she moaned. "I love you."

Damn. He wasn't looking for love. He was looking for like, for fun, for having a good time. Now what was he supposed to say?