Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
“Sit,” I say, pointing to the coffee table.
Despite the deep confusion in her eyes, I like that she obeys without a word of objection.
“Are... Are you alright?” Melody asks after observing my stormy silence for a few seconds.
Even I can’t explain this collusion of foreign emotions that I feel.
What I do know is that she is the root of it all. I feel like she’s the only one who can resolve this desperation pulsing in my blood.
Melody’s eyes widen in surprise when I suddenly fall to my knees in front of her.
“Wh...What are you doing?” she asks, searching my face with a worried expression.
“I suddenly feel thirsty,” I reply simply.
“I can get you a glass of water then,” Melody says, already moving to stand from her place on the coffee table.
My hand on her thigh stops her.
“I’ll just drink from you,” I tell her with a wicked smirk.
I run my hand slowly up her leg while I hold her gaze with mine.
Her expressive eyes are wide with surprise...and a desire that ignites my lust.
My hands continue their journey up her knees, pushing her pretty flowery summer dress out of the way to reveal her naked thighs. I hook my fingers around her panties and pull at them. Melody lifts her ass to enable my little endeavor.
I smile softly at her, and she lowers her lids to hide her eyes.
I can’t believe she’s shy in this situation.
It’s cute.
I gently tease the lips of her pussy open with my fingers. Without taking my eyes off hers, I push a finger into her, and she immediately clenches around my finger.
Melody throws her head back with a soft moan, a blush spreading slowly up her neck.
“Damn, Melody...” I murmur, my voice tight with desire. “I haven’t even done anything. How are you always so wet for me?”
“I...I don’t know,” Melody replies. Her tongue shoots out to lick her lips, and my length throbs painfully in my pants.
I lower my head between her thighs and inhale the heavenly scent of her. I flick my tongue over her clit, and she jerks a little.
My hunger builds up as I continue to tease and lick her. She grinds her hips into my eager mouth, a hand clutching at my hair to direct the movement of my head. Her other hand grips hard onto the edge of the table.
I plunge my tongue into her in quick rapid strokes, growling loudly into her soft pink flesh. I suck on her little nub until she shatters. I grab onto her ass cheeks and hold her steady against my mouth, greedily lapping up all of her essences.
I can’t hold off any longer.
Urgency pumps in my veins as I pull her to the ground and kneel between her legs.
“I need you now, Melody.”
“You have me, Abram,” she says, smiling beautifully up at me. “All of me.”
How could she be so accepting of a man like me?
How could she smile at me so beautifully even after the scene she witnessed with Brenda?
Why hasn’t she run away yet?
How could she look at me like I truly meant something to her?
I pull down my zipper with a shaky hand, desperately trying to free my pulsing length...desperate to pump my seed into her.
Melody opens her legs wide for me, and I drive into her in one hard, calculated stroke.
Home.
“Abram!” Melody cries as she convulses violently in a shuddering orgasm.
I’m not far behind.
Before I know it, I’m falling over the edge, too late to heed the weak warning voice echoing in my head.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Melody
We both lay on the floor, cuddled snugly against each other.
Somehow, we’re still both fully clothed, but I’ve never felt closer to him than I do at this moment.
Tonight, he showed me both his strength and vulnerability. He made me realize the fact that I’ve denied all this time.
I’m in love with him...and he loves me too
We don’t even need words to confirm our feelings for each other. Our bodies speak them loud enough.
Whether he ever says the words to me or not, I’ll always know it. I’ll never again doubt his feelings or intentions.
Tonight is enough for me to survive whatever difficult times await us in the future.
Yes.
Now I’m certain there’s definitely a future for us....against all odds.
“I’m not on birth control,” I say quietly, twisting my body slightly in his arms so that I can see his face.
Abram’s arm tightens around me.
“Okay,” he murmurs drowsily against my neck. I wonder if he realizes the implications of my words.
I guess I’ll have to spell it out.
“You...You came inside of me, again,” I say slowly, turning my face around so he won’t see the blush spreading across my cheeks.
“Yeah.” Abram drawls his palm down my hair in slow, comforting strokes.
My breath hitches.
“What if...?”
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you growing big with my child,” Abram says.