“You can do this,” Melany said. I looked up and saw her smiling at me. “I believe in you.”
I exhaled a breath. Gripped the sticks. And then played.
At first, the beat stumbled out of me in a twisted mess, like I was tripping over myself. I resisted the urge to throw my sticks aside, and kept playing. My heartbeat raced with nervous excitement as the muscle memory associated with my drum set started to return to me. It’d been so long since I’d played on my set, and she sounded excited to be awake again.
Fuck, I’m actually playing again. I’m really doing it. Last night wasn’t a fluke.
I was making mistakes left and right, but I was actually playing my drums again. I increased the complexity of my rhythm, breaking away from the safety of the rudimentary beat I was playing, and started to have fun. My hands flew. I closed my eyes, and a smile pulled across my lips. I could feel the music starting to well up inside me, overflowing out like a spring.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that Melany had risen to her feet, her gray eyes wide and excited. She tapped her foot and bobbed her head along with the beat, imitating my playing with her hands. My smile widened into a laugh. Something else happened too—something that had never happened to me while playing before. I felt heat aching between my thighs.
I ended my improvisation with a snap of the crash symbol, and its brassy hiss rang out into the room, slowly fading away. Melany and I just stared at each other, like we were waiting for the last bit of sound to disappear before either of us spoke. I was thrumming with excitement, and it felt like another part of me that’d been long dormant had suddenly woken up.
“So, tell me again you can’t play,” Melany said, grinning.
“Well, I guess I was wrong,” I said.
She spread her arms and came towards me. I tossed my sticks aside and pounced on her, throwing my legs around her waist. She stumbled backwards and fell onto the couch with me on top of her. I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her. The adrenaline from playing was pumping through my body, and I pushed myself up against her, needing her touch, and she responded eagerly. I was aching with want, rubbing myself up against her. Her hands moved down from my back and cupped my ass, pushing my hips even closer into her.
I stripped my jacket off and tossed it onto the floor, and Melany helped me pull my shirt off. Her hands explored up to my breasts, and unhooked my bra. Her fingertips danced across my nipples as she caressed me. Then they drew around the back of my neck and pulled me forward. She kissed all around my breasts, avoiding my nipples until the very end. I sighed as her tongue slowly circled around my erect nipple, sending little shivers of pleasure through my body. I gasped when she nipped them with her teeth.
“Ow,” I said with a grin. “More.”
Melany smiled and raked her teeth over them again. Then she grabbed me by the waist, picked me up, and flipped me on the couch so that she was on top. She pulled off her top, revealing her gorgeous body. I felt my mouth water for her, and I ran my fingers along her curves. She leaned
down and kissed me on the lips, and then started to kiss down—my chin, my neck, my collarbone, my chest, my stomach…
She got down on her knees in front of me, and popped open the button of my shorts. “I’ve been looking forward to this,” she said, and slowly pulled down my shorts. She lightly ran her fingers over my underwear, which had darkened from my excitement. I squirmed, wanting more. She ran her palms along the inside of my bare thighs, stopping just before she reached my spot. Then she did the same thing with her lips, planting slow, teasing kisses along my thighs, starting from my knees and working her way inward. I was dying for a little of her touch. It was almost too much to handle.
When she finally made contact, I was unable to stop a desperate groan from escaping my lips. “Stop teasing me,” I begged. “I can’t take it.”
Melany gave me a mischievous little grin, and gripped the band of my underwear between her teeth and slowly pulled them down until I was free. The room’s cool air kissed my opening—God, I was so wet. Melany teased me more, kissing so close to my opening, then slowly licking the excitement that was dripping out. I stared in wonder at the silver strings of my lust that clung to her tongue.
I let out a satisfied groan, my eyes fluttering back as she pressed her tongue to my clit. I pushed my fingers through her hair as she licked me. Her steady rhythm and talented tongue were already drawing the climax out of me, and I had to fight with everything I had to keep it inside. I wasn’t going to let this go by quick. This was nothing like what we’d done that first night together. That had felt raw and emotionless, like it’d only been to serve a bodily need. Now, I ached for her. I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted to be here with her forever. I wanted her arms around me, her lips on me, and I wanted to know that I was hers, and hers alone.
The spring inside me was gushing now. Playing my drums again had opened a door inside of me, and I could see a bright future that I’d forgotten could exist. I felt potential inside of me, I felt passion, I felt love. I wanted to open myself up for Melany, and I finally didn’t feel afraid to do it.
I watched her doing everything she could to make me feel amazing, and when she brought her gray eyes up to meet mine I had to stop her from continuing. Her gaze was just too damn enthralling, too damn powerful, and it would’ve made me come right then and there if I hadn’t pushed her away. I slid down off the couch onto her lap and slowly pushed her onto her back. I pressed my lips to hers, giving them a flick with my tongue. I could taste myself on her, and it made me even more excited. I reached down and unbuttoned her shorts, and she helped me push everything off so that she was lying naked on the carpet. Kneeling over her, my eyes locked with her, I started to pleasure her with my fingers.
Melany’s eyelids fluttered, and she let out a low moan. “Fuck, that’s good.” She looked down to admire my handiwork. “How are you doing that? Oh, my God.”
“I’m pretty good with my hands,” I said, grinning.
Melany laughed and kissed me. “Damn right, you are.”
I spread my legs and moved my hips forward to join with her. The feeling of her warmth against me, her wetness mixing with mine was incredible. I used my thumb to massage her clit, and I could feel her throbbing with pleasure. We kissed, our tongues dancing against each other as we moaned and drank in each other’s breath.
“Just a second,” I said, getting an idea. I went to my room and retrieved a pink vibrator from my drawer. It buzzed warmly as I pressed myself back to her opening, and then brought the tip of the vibrator down so it touched both our clits. Melany jerked and moaned, and we rocked our hips against each other as I held the vibrator in place. She held out her hand to me, and I took it, clutching it tightly as I felt the early waves of climax start to wash over me. We went slowly. I kept my eyes on hers, reveling in the changes of her expression. Her lips parted into a silent moan, her forehead crinkling up in a look like she was in disbelief that anything could feel that good.
We synched the rhythm of movements, sending tremors of pleasure through me with every single twist and grind of our hips. It felt amazing to be perfectly in sync with her like that, with each shivering moan from my lips.
I cried out her name, unable to hold back my climax any longer. It rocked through me, wrenching control from my body as everything was replaced with white-hot bliss. My legs shuddered and the arm holding me upright gave out, and we fell into each other’s arms. I could feel Melany’s body trembling and knew she’d come too.
For a long time, all we could do was stay frozen there as we tried to catch our breaths. When I finally regained the use of my legs, I slowly untangled my thighs from hers and collapsed to the floor, my chest heaving. Melany laid next to me and drew me into a kiss.
“That was insane,” she said. “That was the best I’ve ever had in my fucking life.”
“Me too,” I said.