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Across the room was an archway.
"No, thanks." He walked through the archway and into the kitchen. Melody was bending down to place a dish of cat food in front of a large orange tabby.
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She straightened and smiled. "Sorry, Ginger has to have her dinner first."
"Of course."
She opened the refrigerator and returned the can of cat food. "Are you sure you don't want something to drink?"
"Nothing."
Melody held out one of her manicured hands, and he clasped it. She tugged him through a second doorway in the kitchen and down a hall that led past a couple of bedrooms and a bathroom, then to the last room on the right.
"I ... um ... don't have any condoms," he admitted. He glanced at the queen-sized bed beckoning in the middle of the room. If she didn't have any, he would offer to drive to the drugstore and buy a package.
Melody linked her arms around his neck and pressed her full, round breasts against him. "Don't worry, Sebastian. I've got two full boxes."
Though he was glad to hear it, he briefly wondered if she'd been stocking up in anticipation of taking Luther to her bed.
He was losing it. Did he really care why she had them?
"Sebastian?" She yanked just a little on a hunk of his hair.
"Hmm?" He gazed down into her chocolate eyes.
"Kiss me."
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CHAPTER 4
Sebastian really did know how to kiss. Damn near curled her toes. Melody had always noticed his sensual lips. Well, she realized she'd noticed them now, anyway. And damn if she weren't comparing his kisses to Luther's. Which actually wasn't fair. She and Luther had only ever shared friendly kisses and never passionate. She had wanted to change that.
Hadn't she?
Sebastian's tongue slipped in between her lips to mix with hers. He tasted of mint gum. She rubbed her breasts against his chest, wanting him to feel her erect nipples. Mel decided then and there they both had on way too many clothes. She was itching to feel his bare muscles.
She sucked on his tongue, drawing it farther in, learning the taste of it ... of him. She reached for the hem of his skin-tight black T-shirt, inching it up over his abs, feeling the warm male skin. Wetness pooled between her legs.
"Mmm," she moaned around his tongue. He pulled at it and she reluctantly allowed him to have it back. Man had an amazing tongue.
"Here, let me," he said. With a swift movement, he shrugged out of the shirt and tossed it on the floor.
Mel took a moment to drool ... stare at his muscular chest and sculpted abs. Her gaze raked over his torso and to his biceps.
Lord, talk about man-candy.
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How had she missed this guy working at her law firm?
Well, she really hadn't missed him. She'd known he was attractive, but she was a partner and didn't date white guys.
Yet here she was. Straight past dating directly to taking him to bed.
"Am I the only one getting naked?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Oh, hell, no." Mel pulled the jersey knit dress up over her head and threw it on top of his shirt. She wore only her plain white bra and a rather average pair of pink striped panties.
Not exactly "let's have sex wear." It was embarrassing, but nothing to be done about it.
She linked her finger into the waistband of his jeans and tugged. "Now these."
He grinned somewhat crookedly and undid the snap.
"Maybe I need a little help with the zipper."
Mel laughed. "I think I'm beginning to see you're a tease, Sebastian."
With one hand she cupped the obvious bulge in his jeans and with the other she slowly lowered the zipper. She slipped her hand inside the pants and then into his navy blue boxer shorts.
"Oh, shit," Sebastian said when she raked her nail along the shaft. He nuzzled her throat, kissing and then sucking at her pulse.
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anticipating the feel of that cock thrusting in. Melody pushed his jeans and boxers down his thighs.
"Off," she urged against his mouth.
"Okay," he agreed, "but that means something comes off you, too."
Melody reached around her back to unclasp her bra, never taking her gaze from Sebastian. In her thirty-two years she'd seen her share of naked men. Good-looking ones, too. But damn, Sebastian had nice, muscular thighs. The cock straining toward her was pretty nice, too. He stepped out of his pants and left them in a wrinkled pile at his feet.
She inched the bra straps off her shoulders, enjoying the way he was watching her just as closely. Her breasts were larger than she would have liked them to be, but at least she could pride herself in that they were still fairly firm for someone in her thirties.
"You're taking far too long with that." He reached for her bra and removed it the rest of the way. He paused, staring at her chest, the bra still clutched in his large hands.
Mel raised an eyebrow. "You like or too much?"
He grinned. "Oh, I like."
As though to demonstrate, he dropped the bra to the floor and closed his hands over her twin globes. His thumbs flicked over her nipples. Melody shook, frissons of need spiraling through her.
"Oh, God, let me get a condom," Mel said, pushing his hands away when she couldn't take it any longer. She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Be right back."
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The boxes of condoms she'd purchased when she'd first started dating Luther ... er, sort of dating ... were in the cabinet under the sink in her bathroom. Still unopened. After opening a box, she removed a couple of packets. She looked forward to slipping one on Sebastian's cock herself.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror of the medicine cabinet. Her lips were swollen from his kisses and there was a darker spot on her neck where Sebastian had marked her. Mel laughed, wondering if Ming would notice the spot and assume the mark came from Luther.
Melody decided to slip out of her panties here in the bathroom. She fingered her clit, feeling how slick she was.
Touching herself brought an involuntary moan.
But as nice as stroking her own pussy might be, she wanted Sebastian's hands on her.
She walked back into the bedroom. Sebastian lay on the bed, having pulled the quilt and top sheets down. Mel licked her lips. He faced her in all his naked glory. The raw lust in his gaze almost buckled her knees.
"Want to toss me that?" Sebastian indicated the packet she held between her thumb and index finger.
"Uh-uh. I'm putting this on you myself."
Mel almost wished she had some of those flavored condoms. She'd never tried them and didn't really know if they tasted like the flavor they claimed or anything, but a strawberry one would have been good.
She tore open the foil and pulled out the condom, heading for the bed and straight for Sebastian's cock. She was unbelievable horny and she wanted him inside her now.
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Kneeling on the bed, Melody leaned down to kiss his completely kissable lips. He reached out to cup her breasts.
"Oh God," she murmured. "I can't wait." She broke the kiss and slid the condom onto his erection.
Mel pushed him flat on the bed and then straddled him.
She lowered herself onto his cock, feeling him fill her pussy.
She stayed still, experiencing just the joining of their bodies for a moment.
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nbsp; Sebastian wouldn't let her take too long, for his hands encircled her hips, lifting her off his cock, and then lowering her back down, not slowly but fast and hard, over and over.
When his cock hit her G-spot, Mel couldn't stop a moan of pure pleasure from falling from her lips. She raked her nails in the curly dark hair on his chest, edging her index finger along his right nipple.
"Mel," he groaned.
It was the first time she'd ever heard him use her nickname, and for some reason the sound of it in his rich, deep accented voice sent a tingle through her whole body.
She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, letting her braids brush his bare skin.
Since Sebastian held her so tightly in his grasp, her own hands were free, so she slipped her fingers between her legs and rubbed her clit. Her whole body thrummed, like jolts of electricity shot through every pore. Sebastian's thrusts sped up, his breathing heavy. Mel knew he was close. She clenched her muscles around his cock.
"Sebastian," she screamed, as wave after wave of an orgasm hit her.
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He stiffened beneath her, joining her in his release.
Mel collapsed across him and his arms came around her to hold her close. His heart hammered in his chest. She was sure hers was doing the same thing.
His fingers tangled in her braids as he massaged her head.
It felt wonderful.
"Spend the night," she whispered against him.
Sebastian's fingers stopped their magical massage.
Mel swallowed hard, realizing she must have pushed too fast. She straightened up and looked down at his unreadable face. "You don't have to."
He smiled. "It's not that. I don't have any container or solution for my contacts and I don't like to sleep in them."
"You wear glasses?"
He shook his head. "Not in front of anyone, but yes. If I had known we'd end up like this, I would have been prepared." His gaze went to the clock on her nightstand. "The drugstore is closed now, so I couldn't even go buy some."
Mel hid her disappointment behind a smile. "Well, next time then."
Sebastian tightened his embrace. "Definitely."
* * * *
Now re-dressed, Sebastian stood at Melody's front door preparing to say goodnight. If he'd known wearing jeans and a T-shirt to work would have had this result, he'd have changed his ways a long time ago.
He couldn't help but feel bad that he was running off. He knew Melody wanted him to stay. Hell, he wanted to stay ...
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sort of. It was true he had the contacts issue, but it also gave him an excuse to go back to his own house. Not that spending the night with Melody would be a bad thing, but well, she wanted Luther really. He was just a convenient way to let off some sexual frustration. Sebastian figured it would be best to keep their relationship, whatever it now was, casual.
Melody had pulled on a scarlet bathrobe. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to hers. The kiss was long and thorough, their tongues dueling.
Sebastian reluctantly ended the kiss. "I'll see you at work tomorrow."
She opened the door. "I know this is bad, but I have a fantasy of sex on the desk in your office."
Sebastian stopped in the middle of the doorway and turned around. He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
She grinned and nodded. "Totally inappropriate, of course."
He swallowed. His cock was half-hard again thinking about it. "Of course."
"Sebastian?"
"Hmm?"
"I recommend bringing a condom or two to the office."
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CHAPTER 5
Sebastian rubbed the bridge of his nose, the court papers he'd been going over blurring in front of him. He'd been reading them for over an hour. The case was going to be difficult. And concentrating on it proved to be even more difficult.
All he could think about was sex on the desk with Melody.
Crazy stupid, but there it was.
He hadn't even seen her since arriving at work. He'd come in before eight like his normal habit. Melody hadn't arrived until nearly nine and had just stopped by to say a quick good morning before heading to her office for a conference call. It was now nearly eleven.
He punched the intercom on his phone, connecting him with his paralegal.
"Yes, Sebastian?"
"Ming, can you come into my office? I've got some papers for you to look over."
"Be right there."
Sebastian shuffled the papers into proper order and paper clipped them together.
Ming tapped lightly on his office door, then walked in and approached.
Sebastian handed her the stack of papers, along with another stack on his desk. "Can you go through this and see if there's anything to help or hurt our case in the Howard matter?"
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"Sure thing, boss." Ming lingered, obviously wanting to bring something up.
"Yes?" Sebastian prompted.
Ming grinned, eager to take advantage of the opportunity apparently. "So, how's the plan going?"
"Plan?"
"To make Luther jealous so he realized he wants Mel," she reminded him, giving him a look like he was clueless.
He guessed he probably was.
Sebastian shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe you ought to ask her."
"Oh, I will. I just wondered what you thought."
"It's going all right, I guess."
Ming sighed. "You're a big help."
He shrugged again and Ming waved the papers. "I'll report on this later this afternoon."
"Great, thanks."
With Ming gone, Sebastian checked his email and answered a few, but he still couldn't keep his gaze from wandering to the edge of his desk, imagining Melody laying there, legs spread while his cock thrust inside her.
Brilliant. Now he was getting hard. He shifted in his seat.
He tried to occupy himself with a phone call about another case, but the person he needed to speak with didn't answer, so he left a message.
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had a touch of peach-colored blush on her cinnamon cheeks and matching peach lip gloss. Other than that she hadn't applied any makeup. Her braids had been pulled back in a navy clip. She was gorgeous.
"Hi."
Melody's dark gaze went to the open blinds on the outside wall of his glass office. "Think I should close these?"
Sebastian didn't miss the teasing glint in her brown eyes.
His cock, now fully hard, pressed his pants uncomfortably.
Melody didn't wait for his response, but stepped into his office, closed and locked the door, then used the plastic wand attached to the blinds to shut them.
She turned to face him and undid the first two buttons on her blouse, exposing the tops of her round full breasts.
Sebastian stood and came around the desk, heading straight for Melody. She met him halfway and flung her arms around his neck, plastering her lips to his. He pulled her close to him, pressing their bodies together.
Her lips trailed to his throat where she planted several kisses. "I thought I'd never get off that damn conference call."
"Yeah, I know." Sebastian reached into her blouse, then her bra, to cup her breast and tease a nipple, squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger. He lifted her off the floor by her waist and carried her to the desk. He'd cleared a spot in anticipation earlier. He laid her down, making sur
e her ass was on the edge.
"Not wasting any time, huh?" Melody teased.
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"No. You've had me thinking about this since last night."
Sebastian pushed up her short navy skirt and cupped his hand over the crotch of her soaking wet blue panties. He stroked his thumb over her cloth-covered pussy. She shuddered.
"Oh, God, Sebastian, please," Melody moaned.
Sebastian pulled the panties down past her hips, down her silken thighs, and to her feet. He had an urge to take her while she wore her high-heeled pumps, so he removed them and after having taken the panties off, placed them back on her feet. He knelt on the floor at the side of the desk and drew her buttocks slightly forward, his intention to taste her juices.
She trembled as he brought his face near her pussy. "Yes.
Oh, Lord, yes."
His tongue flitted out to her clit. She tasted musky, sweet and spicy all at once. She flowed freely and he lapped it up, swirling his tongue around her opening and then back to her nub. She grabbed either side of the desk, straining toward him as he continued licking and sucking her. He darted his tongue into the opening, thrusting it in just as he intended to soon be thrusting his cock.
Her thighs quivered under the assault, her gasps becoming more urgent, louder. He increased the pressure on her clit, harder and faster.
"Sebastian," she cried out, her whole body shaking with her release.
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pants and removed the condom packet he'd placed in there that morning. He undid his belt and lowered his boxers and trousers. Tearing open the packet, he rolled the condom on his rock hard cock.
"Fuck me," Melody urged. "I'm on fire."
Sebastian poised the tip of his erection at her entrance, pushing in slowly. It felt shockingly wicked to be fucking on his desk in the middle of the day. He would never have dreamed in a million years he would be doing this ... and doing this to Melody.