She takes her phone and bottle of water with a grateful smile, twisting the cap open and drinking deeply.
“I’m just going to use the bathroom real quick,” she says, placing the water on my nightstand. She darts into my bathroom, back in her lacy underwear once more.
Laying back on the bed with one arm under my head, I turn the TV on and flip to an ambience video with a dark city-scape and a low, rainy soundtrack. I close my eyes, relaxing to the background noise.
When Mel returns, she climbs back into my bed, and as soon as her head hits the pillow, I roll on top of her.
“Our first sleepover, Mel,” I say with a quirk of my lips. “Well, our first one outside of a cold, frozen tent.”
She lights up and her smile is smug. “Whatever shall we do to pass the time?”
I press my hips into hers, letting her feel how hard I am. Mellie’s eyes widen before they go dark, her gilded gaze flaring.
“I can think of a few things,” I murmur, trailing my nose across her throat slowly, inhaling. “You smell so fucking good.”
Mellie runs her hands up my arms and around to my back, her nails gently scraping against my bare skin. Her legs fall open on either side of me, letting me come to rest directly between her thighs. I lift my knee, pushing it against her warm center, and squeeze my eyes shut, stifling a groan. Even through the fabric of her underwear, I can feel the heat emanating from her. I push into her gently, teasing her.
She reaches down and palms me through my boxers before wrapping her hand around me and working me through the material. I drop my head, resting my forehead on her shoulder as she strokes up and down my length. Her soft fingersdip inside my underwear, finding bare skin. With a growl, I gently bite down on her shoulder as she starts to pump. I thrust softly, relishing in the way I feel wrapped in her hand.
My lips crash into hers, and I tilt my head for a deeper angle to devour her as she continues to undo me. I love the way she works me so thoroughly, like we’ve been doing this for years. She justknowsme, inside and out.
Breaking away from her mouth, my lips run down her neck to her cleavage. Mellie’s chest heaves, her beautiful breasts moving up and down with each breath.
I pull the lacy material down, exposing her to me. I want to know every touch that makes her gasp, every flick of my tongue that will have her hanging on the edge, begging for more. Her nipples immediately peak and I lean down to take one in my mouth, kneading her other with expert fingers. I roll my tongue around her nipple, and she moans, her hand tightening around my cock. I thrust even deeper, a primal need to be inside of her taking over me. Pausing my actions, I reach underneath her to unclasp her bra, tossing it to the growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor.
Returning to worship her with my mouth, my hand dips under the fabric of her panties and parts her, my fingers working their magic at her center. Pumping two fingers in, I stretch her, readying her for me.
She stops to pull my boxers down. I let her yank them off my legs, kicking them to the side as I pull her own panties off and toss them. We pause, our eyes meeting for a brief moment, both of us breathing hard. The reality of us laying here, naked and desperate for each other, hits me hard, right in the gut. If only I could have told my younger self to be patient, to give her time, and we’d behere.
“Do you have any—” Mellie begins, but before she can finish her question, I’m already reaching into the nightstand for a condom.
“You’re sure?” I ask, needing to hear her say it. Hear her want it. Hear her wantme. Chooseme.
“Fuck yes I’m sure.” Her voice comes out breathy and weak.
My body hovers before hers. Her legs are spread wide, and I fit perfectly in between them. Reaching down, I palm myself and pump a few times before rolling the condom on, running the tip over her opening. Mellie gasps, arching up into me and letting out a moan.
“Shit, Ronin.”
“Mel, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I say quietly, rubbing myself over her entrance, basking in how wet she is for me. “I—I have thought about this—” My voice catches “—aboutyou, for so long. Being with you. Inside of you again. There’s no one else for me. You know that, right?”
I let my cock rest against her as I lower myself. Pushing the tip inside of her the slightest bit, I suppress a groan, holding myself back.
“Ronin,” Mel pants, amber irises colliding with mine. “It’s always been you.” She pushes up, letting me slide in a little deeper. “Always.” She leans forward to place a rough kiss on my mouth. “But right now—rightnow, I need you inside of me.”
Her lashes fall closed, head falling back onto the pillow. I grab her face gently by the chin, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes find mine again, glazed with lust.
“I want to see your face,” I say, my voice rough. I push inside another inch. “I want to watch while I claim you.” My hips twitch, pushing in more.
Mellie’s gazesparks. She opens herself even wider, bringing her legs around my waist, her feet just below my ass as she pushes up again. This time, my cock slides in almost to the hilt, and I close my eyes for a split second before opening them again, watching her face.
I pull out slowly before slamming back into her, fully seated. Mellie cries out, her eyes locked to mine. I do it again. And again. I continue the slow tease, pumping in and out slowly, each time hitting deeper inside of her. Her low cries fill the air, hips bucking up against mewith each thrust.
I want this to last. I want to savor every single touch, every ounce of pleasure I wring from her body.
Her hands find my ass and she pushes me harder, deeper inside of her, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.
The tension inside starts to build, but I don’t speed up yet. I fuck her slowly, deeply, feeling her walls begin to tighten around my cock.
