by Lori Toland
When he finally returned to sucking on her clit, she sobbed with relief. The bottle had disappeared but he had brought his fingers back and teased her opening, his touch feather light.
As if he knew she teetered at the precipice, he pushed his fingers into her wet pussy and she felt like she was falling into the abyss. She clutched his hair as her walls clenched around his fingers and rode the pulsing waves of pleasure.
She babbled, only realizing after the fact when the pounding noise of her heartbeat had subsided. He pulled his fingers out and she didn’t feel empty, only deliciously and wondrously satisfied.
The bed shifted as he crawled up next to her. Brushing her hair away, he looked into her eyes and asked, “Was that good?”
How could he even ask? Didn’t he witness her world exploding and crashing down in pieces around her? But he wanted an answer and all she could squeak out was one word. “Yeah.”
He cupped her chin and leaned in to kiss her, molding his body to hers. Sated though she was, the feel of his hardness pressing against her hip made her pussy clench with want.
She broke their kiss, pulling away to ask, “Can I take off my shoes now?”
“Fine,” he said reluctantly. “But one of these times, I want to bend you over with you wearing them as I slide my cock inside you.”
She stopped while unbuckling the strap. The pure desire in his voice as he detailed what he wanted caused her pussy to flood with juices. “I don’t have to take them off if you don’t want me to.”
“Naw,” he said, flashing his sexy smile. “We’ll save that for another time.”
The promise of more pleasure beyond tonight sent a thrill through her, making her fingers thick and useless. Andre had to help her take off her garters and stockings. Mel thought he would be sad to see them go but all she saw was eagerness from him.
She reached for the zipper of his pants and tugged it down. He helped her with the button and then shimmied out of his pants, revealing his cotton tartan boxers. He hooked his finger inside the waistband and dragged them down.
It would be impossible to look away right then. Her attention riveted, nothing short of a fire could have dragged her out of here. And the perfect man to save her from a blaze lay in front of her.
He dropped his boxers on the floor and finally he was as naked as she was. “Wow,” she said breathily. She had seen him shirtless before, which had only fueled her imagination but with the real thing before her, her fantasies paled in comparison.
“I think you’ve said that a couple times tonight.”
She chuckled. “I can’t help myself. You’re everything I dreamed you’d be.”
“The look on your face is priceless.” He ran his hand along her hip. “And it also says how much you want me.”
Placing her palm on his chest, she pushed him until he was flat on the bed. She straddled him and sat on his thighs. “You’re awfully cocky,” she said, grazing his hard shaft with the back of her hand.
He hissed. “Yes, Miss Melanie, I am. What are you going to do about that?”
She wriggled up his body until her center nearly covered his cock. “Were you talking about payback earlier? Now it’s my turn.”
He reached for her hips and his shaft twitched against her apex. “Oh God, I’m not going to last if you tease me. You’re too damn hot. You’ve left me on the edge all night.”
She chuckled and rolled her hips, sliding her wet pussy lips up his shaft. “You’ll manage, big boy.”
He gripped her hips tighter and his shaft throbbed almost in time with her pulsing core and she tensed. She hungered for his thickness to fill her, spread her walls and claim her.
She rolled her hips again and the broad tip of his cock sat at her entrance. The lust in his eyes drove her desire higher and all she could think about was having him deep inside her and squeezing his shaft until they both came.
“Mel, damn it,” he said, clutching her hips like she was his life line. “You don’t know what you’re doing to me. Your sweet pussy juice is coating my cock and I’m going to be inside you if you don’t stop.”
He shifted, probably to push her onto the bed so he could be on top, but all he did was push his broad cockhead deeper. She gasped, stiffening as a zing of pleasure shot up her spine, eradicating all thought.
“Is this okay?” he asked, sliding in an inch farther. Tension radiated throughout him as his body shook, ready to pull out at any moment.
“Yeah.” Oh, was it ever. It was way better than okay.
He took advantage of her shock to switch their positions so she was on her back with him between her legs. It drove him deeper into her and then his weight carried him all the way, filling her until she thought he might split her in half.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, placing little kisses along his shadowed jaw line. He groaned. “Don’t move yet. You feel too good.”
The heady rush of power he gave her with those few words flowed through her, making her feel like she was a goddess. She placed another kiss on his chin as her pussy rippled around him. “I can’t help it. You fill me all up.”
He pulled back a little and started to move with shallow thrusts, which only drove her pleasure higher. His pelvis ground against her clit as he matched her rhythm, never letting up. He claimed her lips, sweeping her mouth as his strokes went faster and longer.
She drowned in him, not carrying if they pulled each other into the abyss, as long as they stayed together. Their bodies were so close that she couldn’t tell where she started and he ended and that was what she wanted: to be one with him.
Her orgasm slammed into her, surprising her with the intensity and she cried out. He held her through it all, not stopping as his peak neared. He kissed her collarbone and then bit her gently, marking her as his when he came, burying his seed deep inside her.
She wasn’t sure if she could recover from this and as Andre lay on top of her panting from exertion, Mel wasn’t sure she wanted to. She only wanted him and if she had that, she would be good.
Chapter Four
Andre startled, blinking rapidly until he had oriented himself. He wasn’t in his apartment, in his bed or between his sheets. The bed smelled like flowers and sex, which made his morning wood sit up and beg for more as the memories of last night washed over him.
When he turned his head, her dark blonde hair tickled his cheek. He grinned and licked his dry lips. Would she like to be woken up with sweet kisses along her breasts or along her thigh right before he licked to another orgasm?
He winced at how she might recoil if she caught wind of his morning breath. Maybe if he had planned this better, he would have brought a tooth brush, but he couldn’t have imagined last night they would end up like this, exploring the explosive passion she hid behind innocent blonde curls and bright green eyes.
Even in the middle of the night when he woke her up for another round of hot passionate sex, she’d taken his hard cock inside her and rode his thrusts until they’d both come.
Still smiling from the memories, he slid out of bed and grabbed his boxers, before sneaking into the bathroom. He hunted around for an extra toothbrush but came up short. Her mouthwash would have to do for now.
This whole morning after came as a shock to him. He never stayed the night with a woman, but then his sexual encounters had become less frequent as of late due to his insane schedule at the station.
He slipped back out into the bedroom to find Mel snuggled into his pillow. He kneeled on the side of the bed and his hand hovered over hers to take it back so he could slide in next to her but when his pants vibrated, he stopped.
Bending down, he rifled through his rumpled clothes to grab his cell phone. The station’s number flashed across the screen before it went to voicemail. Quietly cursing, he ducked out of her bedroom and listened to the voicemail.
Just as luck would have it, most of the workers had gotten sick with food poisoning. While his boss wasn’t demanding he come back, especially since
he had just finished working a shift, Andre knew helping out would go a long way when it came time for a promotion.
He peered in at Mel, who was fast asleep. He didn’t want to wake her up; she looked too peaceful to disturb. She would understand, right? Grabbing a piece of paper from her printer, he came up with a quick note saying he would call later.
After dressing quickly, he pulled the covers up around her and tucked them around her. He kissed the top of her head before he walked out of her bedroom. He clipped his note to her fridge and with one longing look at her bedroom door, he left the warmth of her apartment.
Once he checked their front door to make sure it had automatically locked, he called his boss back and agreed to come in.
*
Mel stretched and then hugged her pillow. He was gone and the bed next to her was cold. The spicy scent of Andre’s cologne still lingered, even though they had showered after they had made love.
Her body still tingled with the remnants of pleasure Andre had given her. Though she knew they had to return to reality this morning, the same world where he was her brother’s friend and she was off limits, she would have a beautiful perfect night to remember.
She threw the covers back and went into the bathroom. After a shower and throwing on fresh clothes, she grabbed a cup of coffee in the kitchen.
“So how was last night?”
Mel turned around as Ronnie entered the kitchen. Hesitating to speak about the previous night, she instead sipped her coffee. It all seemed like a wonderful dream, but her body reminded her it had really happened.
Ronnie put her hands on her hips. “Tell me already.”
She sighed and smiled. “It was wonderful.”
Ronnie grinned. “Revenge was that sweet?”
“Not exactly.” Mel didn’t say much but when her roommate’s expression didn’t change, she grew suspicious. “What?”
“I heard Andre leave this morning.”
Mel covered her face, hoping to hide the blush. “Oh God.”
“C’mon, dish. I know you’ve had a crush on him for forever and a day. You didn’t let him charm his way into your pants, did you?”
“No. He wasn’t part of a prank after all and he was just really nice.”
“So, you fell for all his lines.”
Frowning, Mel shook her head. “He apologized for his teammates tricking me and then I sort of fell into his arms.”
“So Andre is your Prince Charming and he’s going to carry you off into the night?”
“I don’t think so.” She sighed. “Why would he pick me? I mean, he can get any girl he wants. This was probably a one shot deal.”
“Someone had better tell him that.” Ronnie pointed behind Mel.
She whirled to face the refrigerator and saw the note clipped to one of the magnets. She reached for it and read it, her lips moving as if he said it to her.
Mel—
I had to go into work.
Last night was perfect.
I’ll call you later.
Andre
Just like that, her morning was brighter. Her grin was so big, it almost hurt her cheeks. She thought their lovemaking last night, wonderful though it had been, would be a one-time occurrence.
“You love him.”
“Hush.” Mel swatted her roommate and then folded the paper.
“Even before yesterday, you lit up every time you talked about Andre. Face it. You’ve got it bad for him.”
Mel took a deep breath. If her roommate could see how much she cared for Andre, what would he do if it found out?
She needed to keep it from him. He probably thought this was simply a fling and it would have to be the same for her. She would keep her heart under lock and key; it was the only way to stop from falling harder for him than she already had.
Chapter Five
Knocking was so much easier when he knew what lay inside. Even at work, he knew he could solve the problems when the occupants answered. Today standing in front of Melanie’s, he had no idea what lay inside.
Andre stuck his hands in his pockets as he waited for her. Although, if she was mad he hadn’t called, she was probably looking through the peephole, making him stand out in the cold to punish him.
He knocked again but halfway through, Ronnie opened the door. “Oh hey, you caught me just leaving for work.”
“Oh. Is Mel here?”
She grinned. “She hopped straight in the shower after she got home from work.”
“Oh,” he said. “I can wait.”
She nodded and held the door open for him to walk inside. “I’ll let her know you’re here.”
He cooled his heels in the dining room and as he waited, he eyed the table. As the memories washed over him, he couldn’t hold back his smile.
“Andre?”
He glanced in her direction and his jaw dropped. She stood by the entrance to her bedroom, wearing only a bath towel that probably didn’t even cover her gorgeous ass. He’d like to find out what it did cover though.
The jingle of keys knocked him from his shock and he glanced at Ronnie, who stood by the door. “I’m leaving for work.”
Mel nodded. “Drive safe.”
Ronnie beamed at him before she ducked out the door and into the cold night. He turned his attention back to Mel. “She has to work the night shift?”
“Yeah, like most new nurses, she has to pay her dues. I’m lucky to be a PA working in an office.” She adjusted her towel, which flashed an indecent amount of leg his way.
What were they talking about again? Did it matter when all he wanted to do was lick the drop of water that coursed down her thigh and settled on her knee?
“You didn’t call,” she said. “Was everything okay on your shift?”
“What?” he asked. Her concerned tone told him what she asked him was important but he would be damned if his brain could process any of it.
She smiled. “Maybe I should put some clothes on.”
“No!” He paused and chuckled uneasily. “What I meant was… I’m sorry I didn’t call. I realized a few hours into my shift that I didn’t have your number and I couldn’t exactly call your brother and say, ‘Hey, I really like your sister. Can I have her phone number?’”
“No, that wouldn’t have worked.” She rubbed his arm. “I’m just happy you’re safe. I was worried but I forgot you didn’t have my number.”
Now he felt like a real asshole. “I didn’t mean to make you worry. I should have made up some stupid excuse and called your brother but trying to get in touch with him is impossible because he’s always in court or on his way. That’s no—”
She silenced him with a finger on his lips. “It’s okay. You’re here now. And you like me?”
The blush that spread across her cheeks made his cock harden. She had that same beautiful flush when she came. “Yeah I do and—”
“Good.” She took his hand and tugged him toward her bedroom.
“Wait, Mel. Last time, we didn’t use a condom.”
She stopped and he hated to bring it up but they needed to talk like adults, not hormonal teenagers. “I know. I’m clean,” she said. “I get tested at work and you’re the only guy I’ve slept with in a really long time.”
“Me too.” He waved his hands frantically. “I mean, I get tested at work, not ‘you’re the only guy I’ve slept with.’ Not that I have a problem with that, but you’re not a guy.”
She laughed. “No, I figured that out a while ago. And luckily I’m on the pill, which would probably weird if I was a guy.”
“Yeah.”
The awkward silence stretched between them and Andre didn’t know what to say, but he was relieved when she spoke. “You know, Ronnie is going to be at work all night.”
“Okay.”
She smiled shyly. “And I was about to start dinner so if you’d like to stay, I can put on enough for two.”
A meal cooked by Mel sounded like heaven, but he hesitated.
When he didn’t acce
pt immediately, she hung her head. “Or we can do it another time if you’re tired.”
“No, that’s not it. I just came from work. I haven’t been home for five days. My roommates probably think I’m dead and I’m sure I stink since I didn’t shower before coming here because I couldn’t wait to see you.”
She was smiling by the end of his sentence and she shook her head. “It’s okay.”
“So give me twenty minutes to get a shower and I’ll be right back.”
“Take my number,” she said and rattled it off when he pulled out his cell phone. “And call me when you’re on your way?”
Andre swallowed as she tightened her towel around her curvaceous body, wanting to have a taste of what she offered very badly. Before he could stop himself, he strode over and pulled her to him. She was so small in his arms and her soft curves fit perfectly against him.
He lowered his head and kissed her, gently but deepening it as she responded. His cock went from half-mast to throbbing hard as she rubbed against him.
He pulled back a little and smiled. “If you told me to get out of here because I smell, I’d agree with you.”
She buried her nose in his shoulder. “These are the clothes you wore a couple nights ago, right?” At his nod, she grinned. “Considering they spent most of the night on the floor, they smell fine.”
He chuckled and tapped her nose with his finger. “You’re cute.”
She shoved at him toward the door. “Go on then. Go home and get changed.”
He bit back a smile. “Yes, Miss Melanie.”
“Don’t you forget it. And Andre? If you want,” she said, twisting her fingers nervously. “You can pack a bag and stay here tonight.”
He wouldn’t dream of doing anything else.
*
Mel dumped their plates in the sink. “That was good, even if I do say so myself.”
Andre followed her in the kitchen to set down their glasses. “Yes, it was. I think you’re spoiling me.” He nudged her aside and dunked his hands in the warm soapy water.