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“Yeah.”
She stepped inside, and I locked the door behind us. Glancing around, she took in the now completed renovations. I’d been in the process of finishing the kitchen after opening a wall between it and the living room when she was here before.
She turned to me with a soft smile. “You finished the house.”
“I did,” I confirmed, bringing a nervous hand to the back of my neck. I wanted to reach out and touch her so bad, but I didn’t want to scare her off.
“It looks great.”
“Thanks.”
Awkward silence filled the space between us. I had no idea why she was here, and she seemed in no hurry to enlighten me.
“Do you want something to drink?” I asked, trying to be hospitable. She shook her head. “Do you want to watch a movie?” I gestured to the living room where the Earp brothers were walking up a dusty street. She shook her head again, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. I was starting to suspect what her intentions were by coming here, but I needed confirmation before I could make my next move.
“What do you want, Melody?” I asked, taking a step toward her as a static charge filled the air.
“You,” she answered, her voice low and breathy. As soon as the word was out of her mouth, I crushed my lips to hers. My hands framed her face, and hers slid around my back as she clung to me.
Too impatient to make it to the bedroom, I backed us up until we were next to the couch. I released her and she pressed her hands to my chest, giving me a gentle shove. I fell back onto my couch, and she climbed on top of me.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” she admitted against my mouth. I groaned as she sunk her teeth into my bottom lip then licked it. I brought my hands to her thighs and slid them up, pushing her dress higher. She swatted my hands away and pulled back, a devious grin curving her lips. “Uh, uh, not until I’ve tasted you.”
My breath hitched at her heated gaze. She shimmied her way down my body and brought her hands to the bulge in my shorts. Flicking open the button, she slowly dragged the zipper down as she licked her lips. Fuck, I was going to come right here and now. I hadn’t been with anyone since her, and my body was wound so tight, I’d probably explode the moment she wrapped her lips around my cock. I pinched my eyes closed because seeing her like this—her bare thighs bracketing my legs, the swells of her breasts spilling over the top of her dress, lips pink and swollen from my kisses—had me so worked up. This wouldn’t last more than a minute, and I wanted to savor it.
Cool air hit my heated skin when my erection sprang free, and she let out a soft moan as she palmed me. Her dainty fingers curled around my shaft, and she began to pump. Her weight shifted, and I chanced a glance at her just as her head descended. Her hot, pink mouth came down on my cock, and she took me to the back of her throat, her fist squeezing the base. She pulled back and swirled her tongue around the tip before sliding all the way down again.
My balls tightened as she worked me over, and a familiar tingle settled at the base of my spine. I wasn’t ready for this to be over. I wanted to be inside her, to bring her as much pleasure as she was giving me, but I was helpless to stop this. Completely at her mercy, I let my eyes fall closed and gripped the couch cushion to keep from burying my hands in her hair and taking over.
Just before my orgasm racketed through me, shots rang out, and my eyes popped open. The sound of gunfire sounded from across the room, and I sat straight up. My heart pounded as my gaze shot to the source of the sound. On the TV, an old school gunfight played out over the screen and when I turned back, the room was empty. I rubbed my hands over my eyes and blinked several times, but there was no Melody. It was a dream. A realistically vivid dream that had my dick straining against my zipper.
“Fuck,” I groaned, scrubbing a hand over my face. It felt so real, and now I couldn’t stop thinking about Melody’s mouth on me. My hand went to my near painful arousal. How would I be able to look her in the eye tomorrow without imagining her lips wrapped around my dick? I needed to release some of this tension before I had to face her again, and the shower was calling my name.
The next morning, I stood outside as parents dropped off their kids. My palms grew damp as the clock ticked down, and I rubbed them against my pants. There were only a few minutes left before the bell rang, and Melody hadn’t shown up with Elijah yet. Finally, her SUV pulled into the lot. She parked and hopped out, pulling the back door open for her son. What was she doing? Parents only walked their kids in on the first day or if they were late and needed to be signed in.
“Hey,” she greeted breathlessly.
I swallowed hard, looking everywhere but at her mouth. “Hey. What are you doing?” I asked as she bent and kissed Eli on top of the head, instructing him to go on to class.
She stood and faced me again, and I kept my eyes trained on hers. “Apparently, it's the last day to sign up to help with the fall festival. I didn’t see the note in his backpack until last night.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. I have to go to the office. The secretary has the volunteer form.”
The bell rang signaling the start of school, and the other teacher on duty ducked inside.
“I’m headed that way now. I can walk you there,” I offered, unsure if I hoped she took me up on it or not. Being close to her was bad for my self-control, but I craved her proximity.
“Okay,” she agreed, and I held open the door. She stepped inside first, and I came in behind her. I fought—and lost to—the temptation to let my eyes drop to her ass. She wore a pair of soft linen shorts, the gauzy white material a stark contrast to her long, tan legs. My gaze skirted up her body, taking in the way her hips swayed and her long blonde hair cascaded down her back. I wanted it wrapped around my fist as I took her mouth.
Shaking away those thoughts, I sidled up next to her. “I think Brynlee signed up too. She loves that kind of thing.”
She let out a soft chuckle. “That sounds like her,” she said, her eyes filling with affection. She and Brynlee had grown close in the short time since meeting. That meant my plan to stay far away from her was out the window, and after the dream I had last night, keeping our relationship professional was going to be nearly impossible.
We made it to the main office, and I leaned in to talk to our secretary, Bonnie. “Good morning.” I gave her my most charming smile. She was a sweet middle-aged lady, but she could be fickle at times. I hadn’t seen her yet this morning, so I hadn’t had a chance to gauge her mood.
“Well, good mornin’, Mr. Phillips. What can I do for you?”
