I slide into her in one slow stroke.
She stretches to adjust to my size, taking me in until I’m completely sheathed in her warmth.
Home.
She feels like the place I’ve been searching for but never thought I would find.
I still. Searching her face for any signs of pain.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
Melody laughs softly.
“With how delicately you’re treating me? I’m fine, Abram. It doesn’t hurt.”
I place a soft kiss on her forehead and then her lips. I withdraw slowly and slide in again in a tortuously slow stroke.
I can feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead from holding back so much.
Melody clears her throat softly.
“That feels so good, Abram. But I need more, faster.”
I don’t need to be told a second time. I drive into her with an insane force and shut my eyes against the insurmountable pleasure that rocks through my entire body.
I bury my head in the curve of her neck as I slam blindly into her in wild, uncontrollable thrusts. Melody rises to meet my strokes with equal fervor.
Her fingernails dig painfully into the flesh of my shoulders, but I don’t mind. I continue to ram into her, achingly aware of the growing pressure.
I can feel myself getting closer to the crux, and I thrust even harder, quicker.
Just a little more...I keep going. Harder, urged on by Melody’s sultry moans and seductive hip grind.
Just a little more...
I feel the moment her climax hits and finally let go, spilling my seed inside of her. But I need more. I need to mark her skin with my scent, my mark.
I jerk away from her to spurt my seed onto her stomach. I reluctantly push onto a kneeling position on the bed, my pulsing length in my palm, desperate to mark all of her.
Melody watches in avid fascination as my seed spills all over her thighs. I close my eyes and throw my head back with an animalistic growl as I pump myself harder and faster, overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm.
It’s a long time before the last shudders racks through my body. When I open my eyes again, Melody looks at me with an awe-struck expression on her beautiful face.
She smiles slowly at me, her eyes shining with inexplicable emotion.
I realize at that moment that I’m a goner.
Melody Hanson has knocked down all my defenses, and I hadn’t even noticed until it was too late.