Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“What’s that?” Melody asks when I climb into the car.
“Mom made fried chicken. I’m going to put it in the fridge, and we can have it later.”
“Did she see me?”
“Yeah, and she threatened to chop my balls off if I don’t treat you well.”
“Hmmm. I have always loved your mom.” Melody shakes the bag of chicken. “Smart and a good cook.”
“She’s taken, so you’ll have to settle for me.” I rest my hand on her knee. She covers it with her smaller palm, and the fire of need races through my veins.
When we get home, Melody puts the chicken in the fridge while I feed the dog. Once that’s done, I lean against the counter and watch her tidy up the already clean kitchen. She’s a little jittery.
I snag her by the waist and pull her against me. “It’s going to be good.”
“What will be?”
“All of it. You, me, this.” I tangle my hands in her hair and kiss her leisurely, enjoying every corner of her mouth. I cup my hands around her ass and lift her jean-clad pussy against the hard outline of my cock. I rock against her until the heat of her sex burns through all layers of clothes.
My years of training kick in, and the rigid self-control I learned in the Navy helps me to maintain my composure. I carry her down the hall to the bedroom. Between long, deep kisses, I remove her clothes and then mine. I lay her naked body down on the bed and lick and bite and kiss my way down to her cunt. Her legs spread easily for me. I fill myself up with her taste, tonguing her deep, drinking down her essence. When her orgasm overtakes her, I pierce her virginal veil and glide into her tight channel.
Teeth clenched, ass tight, I hold myself back from ramming myself to the hilt. Instead, I finger her tiny clit, suck on her tits, and tell her how pretty she is, how good she feels, how she should let me inside, deeper, deeper, until there’s no space between us, until we’re one.
CHAPTER 14
MELODY
“Oh God,” I moan at Frank’s filthy, sweet words.
I thought a girl's first time was supposed to hurt. I’d felt a pinch, but I’d been in the throes of an orgasm. My mind is not only wrapped up in the pleasure he’s giving me but also that this is finally happening. So many years we’ve both waited for this moment, and it’s here.
“I knew you’d be so damn sweet and soft.” He thrusts deeper inside of me. I let out a small gasp. I’m stretched to the brim. He’s so damn big, but I love the sensation of being stuffed full. I’m overflowing with him. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.
“You’re so big.” I grip his shoulders as he pulls out and thrusts back in.
“I thought that was a good thing,” he says through clenched teeth. My sex flutters around his cock, seeing him fight for control. I love that I’m the only one that can tempt his self-control.
“I’ll get used to it.” I lick my lips.
“This pussy is going to mold to my cock. It’s the only one it will ever know.” He picks up speed, the pleasure starting to build all over again. I am about to go off again. I didn’t think that was possible. “Mel, I’m going to come.”
“Isn’t that supposed to be a good thing?” I use his own words.
“Inside you. I’m going to come inside of you.”
“Oh.” My sex flutters around his cock, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts in silent invitation. I want this as much as he does—for him to spill inside of me with nothing between us.
“I want the words,” he orders, never slowing his speed, his cock moving in and out of me.
“Yes, you can come inside me. You can do anything you want to me.” A growl rumbles from him. His fingers go back to my clit, stroking me.
“There is no going back now. You’re mine.”
I cry out as another orgasm hits me like an avalanche. My nails dig into him as black spots dance in my eyes. I hear him groan my name before his seed spills inside of me. His cock jerks when he tries to push himself deeper in me, but he’s as deep as he can go.
His body collapses partly onto mine. I know he doesn’t give me all his weight, but it’s enough to keep me pinned beneath him. I wrap my arms around him. He buries his face in my neck. His breathing is heavy. I run my fingers up and down his back, never wanting to move. I’ve waited for this moment for so long that I don’t want it to end.
Being pinned beneath him makes me think of all those dirty fantasies he said he’s had about me.