Melt (Steel Brothers Saga 4)

He lunged forward and pressed into my heat.

I was so sensitive, even a slight nudge of his cock against my clit and I was close to coming again.

He slid right in, absolutely no resistance. I was so slick that I could take that large cock with no trouble at all.

He pumped above me, looking into my eyes, his own blazing with flames. “God, Melanie, you feel so good.”

“So do you,” I said. “God, so do you.”

He thrust in and out, hard, and with each thrust, I grew more and more certain of three things.

I had never had sex like this.

I had never known a man like Jonah Steel.

And I would never know a man like him again.

Chapter Fifteen

Jonah

Although I’d had two orgasms previously this day, this last one was unlike anything I’d ever known.

As I thrust into Melanie’s body, as she shivered and shuddered beneath me, crying out my name, I let go, and my whole body—not just my cock, not just my balls, but my whole fucking body—convulsed.

It was fucking amazing. I’d had no idea an orgasm could be so all-consuming.

Regular orgasm was a release.

This had been a deliverance.

From what, I wasn’t sure. But I felt renewed.

I collapsed on top of her for just a moment, our bodies melded together, but then I moved over to the side, not wanting to crush her.

She crawled upward into a pillow, curling up her body. She patted the other side. I moved there and watched her fall into slumber.

And then I left.

It was late when I got back to the ranch. The lights were on in the main house, so I figured I’d stop and see if Talon wanted to have a drink. I let myself in and gave his mutt, Roger, a pat on the head. No one was in the living area or the kitchen, but light was coming from under the door of Talon’s office. I walked toward the room and knocked.

“Yeah, come in.”

Talon sat at his desk, typing on the computer. He looked up. “Oh, hey, Joe. What are you doing over here at this hour?”

“I just got back from the city. I saw your light and thought I’d stop by and see if you want to have a drink or something.”

Talon raked his fingers through his hair. “Yeah, sure. I could use one.”

“What are you working on?”

“Well, I started going over some of the orchard accounts, but I ended up looking for information on Jade’s ex, Colin Morse.”

“Why are you looking for information on him? He’s dead.”

“I’m not so sure he is. He’s mixed up in all this somehow. I can feel it.” He stood and walked around his desk.

I followed him out into the family room. I sat down on a leather couch while Talon played bartender.