Saving Mel

I hollowed out my cheeks and tasted his precum dripping down my throat.

I sucked him down as far as I could take him until I started to gag. Tears rose in my eyes involuntarily, but I was determined to take him farther. I relaxed and took a deep breath before I closed my eyes, then I eased him back a little further before I removed my hand.

I looked up at him and he was staring down at me, his eyes twinkling with darkened lust as a grin graced his lips.

“So beautiful,” he said.

I sucked his cock until he was a writhing mess on the bed. His hands were twirling in the sheets and his breath was coming in short pants. He couldn’t even get my name out without groaning in the middle of it, and I smiled around this throbbing dick before the words flew from his mouth.

“Let me fuck you from behind.”

I let his cock go with a pop before I stalked up his body. Our lips connected and I could feel his trembling. His body was screaming out for me. Wanting to spill its contents into my sweet little pussy. I knew that was what he wanted and I knew he wanted to do it with my body at the mercy of his.

I nodded my head before I smiled down at him.

I rolled off his body and got onto my hands and knees while he positioned himself behind me. I could feel his cock rubbing along my ass, painting his precum along my skin as he lined up with my entrance.

“Are you okay?” he asked huskily.

I nodded my head in response.

Slowly, he slid into me. My pulsing walls fluttered around the intrusion and my face fell into a pillow. Electricity bombarded my senses and my legs shook as he sank to his hilt. I could feel his tight little curls against the skin of my ass as his hands held tightly onto my hips.

Then, he slid himself back completely before diving back in. I moaned into the pillow as my hands scrambled for the headboard. I braced myself against it as he thrust into me again, my eyes rolling into the back of my head with the pleasure he was giving me. He was hitting spots with his massive cock I didn’t even know were there, and it left me breathless as he thrust deeply into me.

Time after time, he slammed his cock into my pussy. Time after time, his balls came up and slapped against my clit. My body was squirming while goosebumps rose all along my skin and, the faster Evan went, the more desperate my want for him became.

“Faster, Evan. Please. I need more.”

My breathless remarks didn’t go unnoticed. My body lurched with every pounding and the sounds of our bodies melded together. There were no longer individual thrusts, just the humming of two bodies bucking and writhing against each other. The air swirling around our heads dripped with the condensation of our lust, thick with pleasure as my body was flying with passion.

I felt tears of joy rising to my eyes as my body began to climb that precipice again.

“I’m so close, Mel. So close. Come with me.”

I pushed back onto the headboard and slammed my ass into his body. Evan let out the most desperate whimper I’d ever heard, and I knew I almost had him. I pushed back onto him one last time as his hips stuttered, my pussy encasing his cock as he fell onto my back.

The two of us collapsed to the bed as we both came together.

I could feel his cock being pushed out of my body as his cum painted my thighs. My pussy was still clenching, forcing him out as we both lay there on the stained bed sheets. His lips pressed sloppy kisses into my bare shoulders as my hands found his and, as we laid there tangled in each other, I laced our fingers together.

He was on top of me, and I wasn’t afraid.

CHAPTER 29

EVAN

As happy as I was that Melanie was back in the house, I still found myself wishing she would open up to me. I woke up with her in my arms, right where I knew she needed to be, and I tried to think of all the things that could’ve happened to her. Maybe she’d had her heart broken, or a lover had died. Maybe she had been in a terrible accident like my brother had been and she was the only survivor. Maybe someone had hurt her, and that thought alone boiled my blood.

I was falling in love with her, and I would protect her from anything and everything I could. But I had to know what exactly that was. I felt that something had shifted the night before. Her need to be on top signaled a need to be in control but, the previous night, she had finally let me be the one calling the shots. I couldn’t help but feel that it was progress of some sort.