Page 76 of Melody


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But I can’t stop it.

I’m powerless against my aching need for him.

In slow motion, he slides the leather of his belt out of the buckle, unsnaps, unzips his jeans.

He slides them over his hips, steps out of them.

He’s wearing gray boxer briefs that cling to his muscular thighs, and the bulge…

My God, the bulge.

Already, a tiny drop of liquid is apparent on the fabric of his boxer briefs.

“You sure about this?” he growls. “The condoms I brought are in my lost bag. I swear I’m clean, though, and it’s been a while for me.”

“I’m on birth control, and I’m clean.”

Of course I’m clean. I’ve never done this.

He slides the boxer briefs over his perfectly formed ass, and his cock springs out, giant and hard and beautiful.

I gape at him. At the black bush that surrounds it, at the twin veins marbling over the granitelike surface.

“I’d like to take you slowly,” he says. “But I can’t. I need to get inside you, Brianna. I need to—”

He turns me around, bends me over the bed, and I feel his cock dangling between my ass cheeks.

No. Not like this. I want to be looking into his beautiful dark eyes.

I nudge him backward.

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

No. He thinks that means I want him to do it this way. “No, not like this,” I say.

He moves backward. “What do you mean?”

“I want you facing me. I want to see you. See what you’re doing to me.” I turn around, gaze into his smoldering dark eyes.

He doesn’t smile. He sits down on the bed next to me and scoots us up toward the head of the bed.

Then he kisses me, a quick kiss with minimal tongue.

He cups my breasts, squeezes them, and then he climbs on top of me and hovers over me, his dick dangling between my legs.

God, I want more. I want his lips on my nipples. His mouth between my legs. I want to touch his cock, suck the pearly drop off its head.

So much I want to do to him, so much I want him to do to me.

“You ready?” he growls.

I gulp. “Yes, Jesse. I’m ready.”

He thrusts into me swiftly, and I gasp.

It’s not painful exactly, just… I’m not sure what. I’m full, so full. Can he tell? Can he tell no man has ever been here before?

“Damn it.” He pulls out as swiftly as he went in. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

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