Page 10 of Meeting Melody
He hums, nipping my labia before returning to my clit. He sucks hard. My back arches, my hand on the paper trembling. It makes an odd noise when it flutters.
Jacob doesn’t seem to give a shit, though, because he continues until I can barely stop my hips from moving in my seat.
But right on the edge, he leaves me hanging.
“I want you to admit that you want me,” he whispers.
I collapse backward, panting, as he sits back on his heels. My pussy is pulsing, wet. I don’t quite fit in my skin at the moment. I’m too hot, too tense. It’s obvious that I want him, and that he knows it. But he wants me to say it out loud
His blue eyes fix on mine, absorbing my reaction and filing it away. “Admit it, and I’ll make you come. I don’t think it would take me very long to get you there. One more touch, and you’d break apart under me.”
I glare at him. “No.”
His finger runs over my clit, and I tense.
“We both know that’s a lie. But… fine.”
He shrugs and rises, wiping off his mouth with his thumb. He sucks it between his lips, making a show of moaning around his digit. Like he… likes the taste or something. Which is ridiculous. My last partner made a point to tell me how gross he found it. How he’d never degrade himself to do something like that.
Jacob smirks, his gaze trailing down my body. I snap my legs together and cross my arms over my stomach.
“Thanks for that, Professor. I was starving.” He snags his bag and heads for the exit.
I barely have time to pull my skirt down—and fix my expression—before he’s snapping the shade up and unlocking the door. He leaves without a backward glance.
My body is buzzing, and I don’t know what to do with my hands. I have the insane urge to finish the job. Or go hide in the bathroom. I tug the fabric of my skirt down, rising a little to drag it back into position.
He took my underwear. My bare ass scratches my wool skirt, reminding me of it with every shift of my weight.
My office is suddenly stifling, and I drop my head into my hands.
“Focus, Mel,” I say out loud, just to create noise in his absence.
Grade the papers.
Survive the faculty meeting.
Then go drink away the day with Lucy.
5
JACOB
Isit at the bar with Greyson and Steele, two juniors on the hockey team. A few more guys are joining us later, but I grabbed who was available when I got to the hockey house. I’ve been nursing a beer for the last hour, contemplating Melody Cameron.
Her cunt is the forbidden fruit, and I shouldn’t have tasted it.
Because now I just want more.
She’s sitting at a high-top table with a blonde woman, sipping a mixed drink. She’s on her second, and I don’t think she’s noticed us.Me. Why would she? We’re at a tiny bar far from campus, which I think was exactly her intention. She didn’t want to go out where her students could find her.
“What’s up with you, man?” Greyson finally asks. “You’re being weird as hell.”
I thought, when I returned home from practice, that I’d just spy on Melody a little. Watch her masturbate, or drink wine, or maybe put those easels to use. Instead, when I logged on to the app, I found her getting ready to go out.
She sat in front of the mirror in her bedroom, already in a slinky black dress, putting on red lipstick. Her light-brown hair was down and curled, and her eyes looked huge.
They still look huge. The makeup she applied accentuates her features so well, it’s almost confusing. Why is she so dressed up? To meet a guy?
