“Hey.” I hear a voice. It's so soft I almost miss it.
Opening my eyes, I rub them a few times to make sure I'm actually seeing what I think I'm seeing.
Melody is sitting next to me, her hair is down, her curls wildly framing her heart shaped face. Wearing nothing but a long t-shirt, her nipples press against the thin fabric, hard as pebbles. Her legs are bare, and I can't help but reach out and touch them.
Smooth, warm, her thighs open slightly as my fingertips reach the edge of her shirt. There's no doubt I'm confused about her being her, but I can't deny the excitement that floods my body when I see her.
With big doe eyes, she looks down on me, waiting for me to speak. My mind is still trying to figure this all out, battling with questions and happiness.
“What are you doing here?” I finally ask. “How did you get in?” I try to push myself up, but she quickly stops me by placing both her hands on my shoulders and pushing me back down. She throws a leg over my body, straddling me.
She leans forward and whispers in my ear. “Don't worry about that right now. Just enjoy the fact I'm here.” Her lips graze the shell of my ear as she exhales a warm breath across my cheek. “I missed you. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you.”
“Really?” I ask as her hands glide down my chest, massaging me deep.
She smiles. A sexy, coy little smile as she pulls her bottom lip in with her teeth. “I need you, Bran.”
Melody places a soft kiss against the side of my face. She moves lower, placing a new kiss each time. On my chin, down my neck, from one side of my face to the other. Her hands explore my chest, nails tickling down over my abs.
I shiver slightly as she tickles back up, moving her fingers through my hair.
“Mel, I don't think this is—”
“Shh,” she hushes me silent. “Then don't think. Let me show you what you need and what I want.” Climbing on top of me, she drags the very edge of her nails down my ribs until they hit my pants.
With utter slowness, she moves her fingers back and forth under the seam. I'm rock hard, so fucking hard it hurts. Her eyes move to my erection and she grins.
Her eyes lower seductively as she slides one hand down, tracing my length. Gripping the tip, she licks her lips.
“I want that so bad,” she says.
“Yeah? You want my cock?”
“I do. It's all I've been thinking about.” Gently tugging the band of my sweatpants down, my shaft bounces free, standing straight up. “Mm,” she moans as she grips my thick shaft and starts to stroke it up and down.
I groan instantly, forgetting why I'd ever try and stop this. My muscles tense up and my head falls back on the pillow as I dig my hands into her hips. She's rocking against me, rolling her body as if she's already riding my dick.
Her hand tightens. My eyes snap shut. She hits the base and swiftly moves back to the tip. My lungs cease to work, and I hold what little breath I have.
Faster and faster she jerks my cock. My stomach begins to clench and my balls are drawing up high and tight.
I can't come yet. I want to be inside her.
Grabbing her hand, I stop her. Our eyes connect and a smile dangles at the corner of her lips. Pressing up on her knees, she holds my dick and rubs the tip up and down over her wet slit.
Her slit drips down my shaft, silky and warm as her arousal lubes my shaft. Pressing my engorged head into her entrance, she lowers slowly. Melody moans as she pushes her palms into my chest and starts to ride me.
She feels so good wrapped around me like this. I can't take my eyes off her. She's beautiful. The way she nibbles on her bottom lip as her head rolls around loosely on her shoulders while she's fucking me. The way her breathing matches her pace, and her tits bounce as she grinds our bodies together. . . She's fucking perfect.
Slipping one hand up her belly, I grab her tit and squeeze. Pinching her nipple, I roll it between the pads of my fingers, drawing out a moan from her.
“Fuck, you're so beautiful,” I say.
Her eyes open and she looks down at me. Digging her nails into my chest, she starts to move faster. Over and over she slams her ass down, rubbing herself against my lower stomach.
“You're so hard,” she says as her entire body drops forward, and she buries her face into the crook of my neck. Her back arches high, and her hands slip into my hair. “I'm so close, I'm so close.”