Gliding my hand down her throat, I move it over her shoulder, and run my fingers down the side of her arm. She shivers, I can feel it pass from her body to mine through the pads of my fingers.
I like that tremble, it's sexy, letting me know she enjoys the way I'm touching her. Slipping my hand around her waist, I tickle up her spine and over the nape of her neck until my fingers are tangled in her hair.
Gripping her red curls in my hand, I pull her face in closer so I can kiss her deeper, harder, with a passion I can't contain.
She moans into the kiss, rocking her body against mine. Her tits rub against my chest and her hips stroke my bulge, making me even harder than I already am. I want to be inside her so fucking bad, but I'm not going to rush this.
This feels too good, I don't want it to ever end.
Melody bites my bottom lip, plucking it gently with her teeth. Her hand runs down my chest hitting the waist of my jeans. I suck in a quick breath as she unbuttons my pants and slips her soft hand inside.
My prick is solid, throbbing painfully as she wraps her slender fingers around my shaft. It feels so good I groan as I exhale, and tug on her hair harder. Her hand tightens, stroking up and down with devastating slowness.
She breaks our kiss and whispers. “I need this, Bran. And with how hard you are, you need it too.”
Growling, I drive my lips onto hers, stealing her voice. I know what she needs, and it isn't a quick roll in the sack. Melody needs me to taste every inch of her body. I want to savor her, bask in her, and make sure this night is one she remembers.
Her tongue twists around mine as she moves her hand faster. My fingers find the clasp of her bra and break it free. Her tits fall out, plump as perfect raindrops. Grabbing her tit, I squeeze it hard.
Her nipple pebbles and small bumps ripple across the surface of her pink flesh. Pinching the firm bead between my fingers, I roll and twist. Melody groans against my lips. It's such a pretty little noise, a sound that makes my heart skip a beat.
She moves her hand faster, juggling my balls lightly before stroking back up to my crown. “Take me,” she says. “Take me before I lose my damn mind.”
“Don't worry, I will.” Biting her bottom lip, I run my tongue down her throat, causing her to tip her head back. “I'm going to make you feel so fucking good.”
Licking back up, I kiss her. The tips of my fingers slip between her tits, moving down her belly until I hit her panties. Using a single finger, I dip my finger inside them, tracing her lips, pushing between her folds.
She's soaking wet, dripping all over my finger. Her warm juice makes her slit slippery. Spreading her arousal, I rub her swollen bud. Her body shakes as I draw small circles.
Dipping my finger inside her folds, I thumb her clit, causing another wave of shakes. Her hand tightens around my length, squeezing the tip as I fuck her with my finger. Quickly replacing one finger with two, Melody moans loudly, her eyes snapping shut.
“Fuck, Bran, that feels so good.”
“That's what you wanted right? To feel good? To lose yourself? To let go for once in your life?”
She nods as her eyes find mine in the moonlight. “Yes.” Her voice is a whisper, built on nothing but air as I finger her faster.
Her thighs tighten around my hand, clenching as she rocks her hips with my pace. My thumb flicks her bud as I work her body, strumming her like an instrument. She's breathing heavy, so heavy her breath is nothing but scattered moans. I know she's close to coming, and as much as I'd love to feel her come right now, I rip my hand away.
Melody's gaze steadies on mine, and she runs her hand through my hair. She chews on the inside of her cheek as her body keeps rocking and rolling naturally. “Fuck me.”
Pulling her hand free from my shaft, I shift my pants and boxers down my legs, kicking them to the bottom of the sleeping bag. She grabs the collar of my shirt and helps pull it over my head. Throwing it to the side, her hands find my chest.
She slips open palms up over my pecs and around my shoulders. Her fingers explore every dip and curve, tracing the muscles in my back. Her nails scratch lightly, sending a chill down my spine. I reach under the sleeping bag and pull her panties all the way down, and then rub my palm over her mound, loving the feeling of her hot skin on my hand.