Page 103 of Stick Side
His senses were so heightened he would swear he could actually hear the sound of her knees grazing against the fabric of her sheets, feel the way the cotton tugged beneath his own body as she moved.
He smiled into her eyes before his gaze swept over her sweet lips, the delicate curve of her neck, and the sensual hollow at the base of her throat before coming to rest on her full, upturned breasts. Her long, unbound hair fanned over them, making his fingers itch to remove the obstacle to allow for an unimpeded view.
When Melody was close enough, he reached one hand up to grasp her hip. He used the other to give into the impulse to brush her long, lustrous hair over her shoulders. Ben groaned when she took a deep breath and the hardened buds of her nipples grazed his chest.
“God, but you’re beautiful,” he whispered against her lips.
“You’re pretty spectacular yourself,” she quipped back.
“Is that right?” Ben asked, not really expecting an answer but feeling mighty fine about her compliment.
He leaned down and gently nipped at her bottom lip. Melody drew in a startled breath but smiled in a way that told Ben she’d liked it.
Her smile turned mischievous as she raised her hands to his chest and used them to learn the contours of his body. His muscles tensed when she dipped her head and dragged her bottom lip along one of his pecs.
It was his turn to draw in a startled breath when she flicked her tongue against his nipple before painting a damp circle around it. She glanced up at him to assess his reaction.
He nodded to confirm his comfort and assent, adding words to further reassure her. “Touch me however you want, sweetheart.” He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before gently cupping the side of her face. “I’m all yours. Do whatever feels good.”
Melody gently nibbled at her bottom lip, but he could tell from the subtle crinkle of skin at the corners of her eyes that she was happy with his willingness to let her explore his body as she would.
“But you’ll tell me if I do anything you don’t like, right? That should go both ways.”
He doubted there was anything she could do that he wouldn’t enjoy, but he left it with a simple, “Of course.”
“In that case . . .” Melody said, mischief both coloring her tone and dancing in her eyes.
His eyes flared when she pushed against his chest in a way that communicated her desire to have him lie back. Curious to see where she would take this, he did as she bid him, lying back against the mattress. He lifted his arms and pillowed them behind his head.
Ben felt certain he could live in this moment forever, where nothing was more important than savoring the reverent way Melody was exploring his body. It was a gift, and one he wouldn’t take for granted.
Ben jolted when Melody used her tongue to caress the few inches of skin that connected his navel to the top of his lower abdomen. But that was nothing compared to the way his body responded when she treated the tip of his cock to a teasing flick of her tongue.
“I want you so badly,” Melody moaned.
How was itshewas the one moaning?He was so turned on by her sensual perusal that his cock had managed to sneak up above the elastic of his boxer briefs.
“I’m all yours, sweetheart,” he responded, even though he knew he was repeating himself. But he really was. All hers, that is. Until death did they part, if he had his way.
Seeming to draw courage from his words, Melody slipped his boxer briefs over his hips and down his legs. He did his part by kicking them off when they reached his feet.
Ben made a strangled sound when she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. Once again, she’d caught him unaware. He’d been so focused on getting fully naked that he hadn’t realized where her mouth was.
Melody allowed his cock to pop out of her mouth after a few good sucks, but the little temptress gave his length a few solid laves of her tongue before pulling her head back to look at him.
“He looked like he needed to be soothed after being strangled by your waistband,” she said as though her logic should be obvious.
“He?” Ben asked with an arched brow. Ben wondered if his voice sounded as strangled to her ears as it did to his.
Melody just smiled and shrugged before dipping her head once more.
Ben groaned when she used her soft hand to feed his cock back through her lips. This time, she took the full length of him into her mouth. She gagged a little when the head of his cock hit the back of her throat.
He tried to pull back a bit. “Careful, sweetheart.”
Not to be conceited, but he knew his proportions were on the generous side.
And Melody was on the smaller side. Healthy, but petite. He might love the feel of her warm, wet mouth, but he definitely didn’t want her hurting herself.
