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My hands fist her hair. “Take as much of me as you can.”
She nods, and I press my cock down her throat.
She gags partially, but then gains control, taking me almost fully.
I groan out as I begin to bob her head, fucking her mouth, her watery eyes, never leaving mine.
Melody is the sexiest woman I’ve ever fucked.
And as I come down her throat, all I can think about is I’m addicted already.
21
Melody
“What do you think?” I step out of the bathroom, wearing a golden floor length gown. She told me we are going to the same gala Aiden is attending, and I texted him I’d see him there so he isn’t caught off guard when he sees me. “Isn’t this a little too much?”
Fran’s mouth drops. “Oh hell, no. This is incredible. You lookhot.”
My cheeks heat up, and I take a look at myself in my full-length mirror.
Idolook good. The dress Fran got me clings to my curves in the best of ways, and ever since Aiden and I started being intimate, my confidence has skyrocketed.
He makes me feel...beautiful.
“I seriously can’t get over how much you’re glowing lately.” Fran stands up.
She’s wearing a floor length black gown with a similar fit to mine. However, while mine is more modest at the top, hersplunges almost to her belly button, showing off more skin. It’s absolutely stunning, though I’m not sure I could pull off such a cut, even with my newfound confidence.
“This is going to be so much fun.”
And I can’t wait for Aiden to see me in this dress.
I trace my fingers over my curves, thinking of all the lines I’ve crossed with him.
He lets me explore things in a safe way, taking things slowly but also giving me the reins to do what I want.
And honestly, I can’t get over the secret fuck we had in his office.
Or all the ones that followed.
Good thing I’m on birth control.
I nearly laugh to myself, but then stop, turning to Fran. “Are you ready? We’re already nearly twenty minutes late.”
“Nothing wrong with that.” Fran nudges me and then threads her arm through mine.
She tugs me toward the living room, where Dorian is playing video games from the couch, our neighbor snoozing on the couch not far from him.
“Have a good night,” I tell him, keeping my voice in a whisper.
He shoots me a grin. “You, too. You look like a princess.”
I laugh quietly. “Thanks. Love you, bro.”
“Love you.”
Fran and I head for the front door and slip out into the evening.
