by West, TJ
“Yeah. I’m happy for them, I am, but…am I just crazy to be looking into this with Melody so soon?”
“How do you feel about her?”
I’m in love with her. “I told her I wanted her to be my forever. That tell you enough?”
“Damn, you’re whipped,” Slim howls. “My bro is growing up!” He then laughs.
I throw a couch pillow at him. “Fuck you.”
He laughs again. “Seriously, it’s a fucking trip to see you like this.”
“It’s a fucking trip to be acting like a pussy,” I complain. “Not sure how long I can keep up with her change of moods though.” I hate talking about Melody like this. Even though her moods change faster than I can say “fuck me,” she means something to me. Even if I wanted to, I don’t think I could give her up so easily.
“Is she a headcase?”
“Nah,” I take another swig of my beer. “She seems more scared than psycho. She’s a tough chick, but won’t let her shield come down when we’re together. She makes me crazy - frustrated,” I swipe a hand down my face. I am so tired.
“Don’t know what to say, man. Just don’t get too caught up in the drama. Have fun, have sex, be merry.”
I lightly laugh. “Definitely enjoying the sex, asshole. She and I are a lot alike. We both love the control when it comes to sex. She is a Goddess in bed, a fucking Queen.” I lean my head against a couch pillow. “I’d bend on my hands and knees any day to get her to go to bed with me.”
“The master has found his servant.”
“Might be the other way around,” I mutter. I change the subject. “Get off your damn phone and turn on the TV.” Slim and his fucking networking. He keeps the band in the media by posting on Twitter, Facebook, Google+, anything to keep us out there for anyone to see what we’re doing.
He finally puts his phone aside and clicks on the TV. I think I fell asleep shortly thereafter. A knock on the door startles me awake. Slim beats me to the door before I get the chance to get my ass off the couch. It’s Melody.
“Melody right?”
“That’s right. And you must be Slim?” Just the sound of her voice awakens my dick. I jump off the couch and walk my way over to her. Holy crap, she looks incredibly beautiful. She has on a pair of black leggings with an oversized, off the shoulder pink sweater. I can tell she isn’t wearing anything underneath, her big nipples are a bit hard. That’s not the only thing that is hard. Her hair is laying straight and over her shoulders; it’s fucking shiny and sexy as hell. The dark green in her eyes pop from the blackness of her hair. I love the way she looks.
“That I am. Nice to meet you.”
They shake hands. “Likewise.” Her eyes immediately meet mine and the heat between us is definitely noticeable.
Slim knows I’m behind him and can sense my desperation. “Your master awaits.”
“Fuck off, shithead,” I chuckle.
“Gonna go to bed. See ya around, Melody.”
“Night,” she responds back.
“Hey, Sweetness,” I don’t give her a chance to speak or react when I lightly yank her into my arms and crash my lips onto hers. I just can’t help myself when I am around her. “Come sit down with me.” I take her by the hand and lead her over to the couch. I click off the TV, then bring Melody close to my side and drape my arm across her shoulders.
Her eyes gaze around the living room. “Really beautiful house you have.”
“Thanks. Just moved in this week.” Having such a hectic schedule we managed to get a few hours of freedom to move. June helped us out as well by getting a moving company to load and unload our shit. She did the same for Danny when he moved. June is just plain badass. She’s done a lot for us this past year. “You like football?” I notice she has her eye on a signed picture of a Charger player my dad gave me for my birthday one year.
“Yeah, totally. My dad and I were big fans and used to dress up in our jersey’s every season.” Her eyes light up when she mentions her dad. Harmony told me their parents died in a car accident when Harmony was just ten and Melody was away, living in LA.
I totally love a woman who loves the same sport as me. I’ll never have to worry about having the sound turned up loud while watching a game. I am usually obsessed during football season. “Way cool. What team?”
“We traveled all over the place growing up so we never had just one favorite team. But I’ve become a fan of the Chargers, Seahawks. What about you?”
“Chargers, Baby,” I wink. “Though, they are thinking of moving to LA. I’ll be a fan no matter what.”
“Same here.”
I’m really enjoying talking with her. I want to know so much more about her, I want her to know more about me too. “Used to play football in high school. Thought I was gonna make it a career, but music became more important. Slim and I quit the game our senior year.” I sense her discomfort. She’s ready to get down to business. Not that I have a problem with sex. Sex with Melody is insanely pleasing. I’ll never turn her down, yet there is so much more to her I want to discover, other than her body.
She turns her body into mine and drapes her left leg over my own. “Alright, Sexy, enough talking,” she seductively tells me. Her fingers slowly start to unbutton my black shirt. “Show me your room.” She then kisses the bottom part of my throat.
I swallow and close my eyes. “Kinda like talking. Wanna get to know you better,” I say as I slip my hand underneath her sweater, caressing her smooth back.
My shirt is now wide open. “Maybe I’ll tell you more about myself after we have our fun.” She continues to kiss down the exposed parts of my chest. Her lips are so sensual, so soft and her tongue is blazing against my skin. Feels so good.
“You don’t make it easy, Babe,” I struggle to say. She makes me crazy, I ache for her.
“Never said I would.” She is now straddling me and puts her hands on my face. Her lips are almost touching mine. “You want me or not?” She arches a brow.
Hell yes I want her. So bad, my balls are turning blue. I grab her ass and growl out, “You know I want you.”
“Then show me how much.”
And just like that Melody puts her spell on me. I’m a goner. Indefinitely. I pick her up and keep her legs wrapped around my waist as I lead us into my room. Our mouths are entangled and our bodies are on fire for one another. My room is dark, so I turn on the switch, then lay her flat on my bed and do what my body is itching to do to her. I relish every last place on her stunning curves and fuck her senseless. She does the same for me and completely blows my mind. Having sex with this woman never ceases to amaze me. We have such chemistry and know exactly what the other wants and needs. God, I am fucking possessed by our connection, it’s utterly unreal.
We lay breathless and sweaty; her head is on my chest. I’m sure she can hear my heart beating out of control, and it’s not just because we had phenomenal sex. How she makes me feel speeds up my entire system.
I’m looking up at the ceiling wondering how I’ll make it another day without telling her my exact feelings. I know it’s way too soon, I don’t want to scare her off again.
“Sorry about the other day. I was such a bitch.” She snaps me out of my thoughts.
I never expected her to apologize. Feels pretty good, though. “Don’t worry about it. It’s over.”
Her head pops up from my chest. “How can you get over it so quickly?”
“Life is too short and beautiful. Gotta live in the now, Baby.” That’s how I have always been. I was brought up in a family where we lived each day like it was our last, and was taught not to dwell on things that are impossible to fix.
“You’re right about one thing. Life is too short. My parents were killed when I was twenty.” She lays her head back down and rubs my stomach.
I feel really bad for Melody. She lost her parents at the same time and then having to raise her sister. I’m sure it brought on a lot of stress and was extremely hard for her. I can’t imagine what she must have go
ne through. “Really sorry about your parents.” I lightly play with her hair. “That’s why you gotta live in the now.” She lifts herself up, then leans into me and devours my mouth. I must have touched a tender spot she needed tending to. I want to give her that all the time. I yawn after we kiss. It’s close to midnight. “Tired, Sweetness. Time for me to get some shut eye.”
“I’ll let you sleep, then. See you later.” She starts to leave the bed.
Wait, what? I grasp onto her waist before she disappears from my bed. I’m not ready for her to leave. “No. I want you to stay the rest of the night.”
“That’s not a good idea, Wayne.”
“Why? Afraid of falling in love with me?” I wink.
“Stop,” sounding upset.
“Give me a reason, then.” I force her to straddle her naked self over my dick and to look at me while I hold her face in my hands. “I want you here, in my bed, in my arms. Give me one reason why you don’t want the same?”
It takes her a couple seconds to think about it. She finally shrugs and says, “I don’t know why.”
That’s what I thought. “Then get yourself back over by my side.” She doesn’t make up anymore excuses. She nods her head and climbs inside the bed with me. I wrap us up in the blankets and curl my front against her back. Love having us naked together, it’s awesome. I kiss the back of her left shoulder and breathe her scent in. “Love to feel your body close to mine. You always smell so good and your skin is always silky.”
“Coconut oil.”
“Fucking love it, Baby.”
I yawn one more time and make sure Melody doesn’t leave my bed. I hold her tightly and never wanting to let her go, then fall right to sleep. Happy and content.
I stir awake from an emptiness. Melody isn’t in bed with me. Almost thinking she left when I was sleeping, I faintly hear the sound of an acoustic guitar strumming from the guest bedroom. I look at my phone and it says it’s three in the morning. I pull on a pair of gym shorts and go see what’s going on. The door is slightly ajar as I peek inside. Melody is sitting on the floor, legs crossed, holding my guitar dressed only in my black long sleeved shirt. Her back is facing me so I can’t see what she looks like as she’s playing. I had no idea she could play. There is so much about her I don’t know; we are more alike than I thought. As I watch her, I hear her whispering to herself, saying how horrible her playing is. She keeps swearing, stops playing, then tries again. She may not be a pro at playing, but she definitely has something there. Maybe she’ll allow me to help her?
I slowly walk in when Melody gets frustrated again and puts the guitar down. “Hey,” I say.
She jumps from my interruption. “Fuck!” She stands up with her hand over her chest. “You scared me. I didn’t mean to wake you. Couldn’t sleep.”
I walk over to her and bring her into my arms. She wraps her arms around my waist. “It’s okay. Got nothin’ to do tomorrow, for once. You never told me you could play.”
She pulls away, then steps back as if she’s scared to be too close to me. “Used to. Can’t anymore,” she shrugs.
“Sounded like you could to me.”
She looks down at her right hand. “I’m not as good with my left hand as I was with my right.” She explains to me a bit about her past that I have been dying to know; from going off to LA to start a long career of getting into the music business, to injuring her hand at work. Damn, this woman has had a difficult adult life.
“Shit, that sucks, but I can show you and teach you how to do it with your left. Before you know it, you’ll be a pro in no time, again.”
“I cannot go down that road. What’s left behind should stay there.”
Why does she talk like this? “I wouldn’t say that. If this is what you love, why leave it? Start over. I can help.”
“You serious?” She whispers.
“Yeah, of course. You sing too?” She nods her head yes. I’m dying to know what her voice sounds like, but I need to get back to bed. I’ve lost so much sleep, I keep forgetting what day it is. “Let’s get back to bed.” I take her hand. “We can start on this later in the day. I’m still sleepy.”
She stalls by asking, “Why do you want to help me?”
“Why not? If it’s something you love, why waste your life not doing it? Plus I have a thing for you,” I wink and give the end of her nose a swipe with my finger. She smiles at me and lets me drag her back to bed where we belong. After getting comfortable underneath the covers I kiss her deeply. It jump starts my dick again, but my mind is telling me I need sleep. “You’re so gorgeous and look amazing in my arms.” I kiss her one more time. She doesn’t say anything, yet I know something is going through that head of hers. “Night, Sweetness.”
The light from outside is shining through my window. I don’t exactly have any blinds yet, but luckily the window faces our secluded backyard and no one can see in, so I’m not worried about anyone looking in. I wake up to find Melody flat on her back, breathing heavily. She is miraculously stunning; her lips are slightly apart, her hair is fanned out on the pillow and her dark long lashes brush upon her upper cheekbones. I could look at her all day. She is sexy as hell in my long sleeved black shirt. It’s not all the way buttoned, so I lightly open the revealed part of her chest a little wider and free her gorgeous tits. My mouth is salivating to suck on a nipple. I cup one large breast and hover over Melody as I engulf that pink nub. She stirs awake. Her hand moves into my hair, and begins to moan. My other hand travels between her legs. She’s hot and aroused already, so I stick a finger inside, and slowly slip in then out, over and over. I feel the juices of her fine pussy coating my entire finger. She is always ready and willing. My kind of woman. “Feels so good,” she murmurs. I give her other breast the same attention and suck the nipple long and hard. I lead another finger inside her wetness and pump it faster. Her pelvis begins to shift along the movement of my fingers. She grasps harder onto my hair, implying that I need to relieve the pressure. Her breathing escalates, which arouses me even more. My cock is as stiff as can be. I can’t hold out any longer, but I want to make her feel good first, so I move the covers off her body, spread her legs and go in for the kill. Hot damn, she’s on fire for me. Her juices are flowing like lava and streams right into my mouth. I suck her and relish this unbelievable woman that is allowing me to pleasure her. I keep my tongue on her clit, tickling the most sensitive part, while my hands find her flat belly, massaging it with my thumbs. Her head whips back and forth, as her legs begin to bend up, pinning my head between her thighs. She screams out my name as I take her overboard. I climb over her and let her taste what I taste - which is an epic, sweet drive. We both moan long and heavily, but this is it. I can’t wait any longer. I jump off the bed, shove my shorts off then gaze at the exotic woman in my bed. She looks fucking beautiful with her eyes barely open, lips swollen from my bites, massive tits that are a sight to behold and a body - holy shit - a body that is perfection in my eyes. No doubt the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her being in my shirt, wide open makes her even more sexy. I love that she put it on last night.
My cock jumps. It’s screaming at me to fuck her. No more gazing. I need to soothe myself, deep inside Melody. I climb back over on top, lay my hands on either side of her. She takes over for me and leads my dick inside. I grunt the second I enter her and slowly start to move. She wraps her legs around my torso and follows my movements. We go so slow it’s overwhelming, I’m not sure how long I will last without exploding. It’s unreal, unlike anything I have ever experienced. I don’t know what has come over me, but I feel like a whole other man when I am with her. She has completely destroyed me for anyone. I’ll never look at anyone else the same. I pick up my pace then bend down and kiss the hell out of her. We are a team, she and I. Her nails scratch my back as I continue to move faster. I am almost over the edge when she digs those nails deeper into my spine and bites my throat from another orgasm. It sends my vision to darkness then immediately into a very bright ligh
t from the most powerful orgasm of my life.
I slip out, then roll on my side and bring her front to me. I kiss her. “Mmm mornin’, Baby,” I groan happily.
“Morning.”
I wrap my arms around her and take in her warmth. “Love waking up with you like this. Wanna do it every day.” I kiss the top of her head. “You really have no idea what you do to me, how you make me feel.”
“How do I make you feel, Rocker Boy?” I love when she calls me that. From her post-orgasm, she sounds extra sexy saying it.
I pull her slightly away so I can look into her eyes when I say this. “Like an actual lover,” grazing my thumb across her cheek. “You take your time on my body, my cock; you make me want more every time we’re together. Can’t help but crave you when we’re apart. I crave you even now.” I pause, giving her time to digest my thoughts. “You’ve become my thunder and lighting, my storm. I’m under water when it comes to you, like I can’t breathe when I’m not inside you. You literally take my breath away, Sweetness.” If that doesn’t state how I truly feel then I am a complete dufus. I don’t know any other way of telling her without actually saying the “L” word.
Her eyes widen. I know I have definitely surprised her. “You fucking scare me, Wayne,” she whispers. “You’re over the top, too good to be true.”
There are no regrets. She needed to hear it. “Sorry, Babe. Can’t help it. I come from an over the top family.” I then kiss her. Quickly changing the subject I ask, “You hungry?” She nods yes. “Good. Slim is cookin’ up something. Come. Let’s shower.” I take her by the hand and drag her into the hot steam where we wash one another until we are red all over. Can’t start the day without washing my woman and giving her another orgasm.
