She turns enough that I can see her eyes glistening with tears. Her breath smells like toothpaste and I find myself tucking a stray hair behind her ear. I’m still buzzed from all the drinks I’ve consumed.
“I don’t want to stay away from you anymore.” Everything inside me stills at her words. “I know what people say and how they react, and I don’t want to live my life beholden to how other people want or expect. I want to be happy, and I haven’t been happy since we decided to only be friends. I can’t be happy when all I want is to kiss and touch you whenever I want to.”
Her eyes search my face and it’s like everything pauses. It’s just her and me in this moment.
“Melody, I’ve never stopped wanting you. But I can’t do this if you’re just going to get cold feet and rip it away from me again. If you want me, you’re mine. End of.”
She raises her hand to my face, and I close my eyes at her touch. “Look at me, Chase.”
I do and fuck I’m a goner as I see her tuck her lip behind her teeth, her nerves on clear display. It’s unbelievably cute and endearing. “I messed up. I shouldn’t have gotten scared before. I was worried it would affect school, and my future. But my future doesn’t matter if I’m miserable. I want this. I want us. I want what we could be together.”
“Together.” I repeat, running my thumb along the bottom of her lip.
She flicks her tongue against the pad of my thumb, and I move on her, pulling her against me and taking her mouth with mine. She melts into me and I roll her onto her back, hovering over her body by placing my weight on my elbows.
“I’m never letting you go again.” I kiss down her neck and she moans. “Tell me this is really what you want. Tell me this is real.”
“It’s real. I want you, Chase. I want you so fucking much it hurts.”
The desperation for her overwhelms me and I impatiently yank her sleep shorts to the side finding her soaking wet. Leaning down I free my hard dick from my sleep pants and shove into her.
We both groan as I fill her up with my length.
“Fuck, princess. I missed this. I miss the way your tight pussy squeezes my dick. Not being able to touch you or fuck you all this time when I know how good you feel Do you know how many times I fucked my own hand to the thought of you beneath me?”
She shakes her head no and moans as I thrust in hard.
“So many times, I lost count.”
“I thought of you too. When I thought you were asleep, I’d reach beneath the covers and touch myself, remembering how good you fill me up, and wishing I could just go over and ride your cock.”
“Then ride me now,” I say, rolling us so that I’m beneath her. Her pink hair spills over her shoulder and she begins to move up and down on my length.
I yank her tank top down to expose her breasts licking her pert nipples one after the other and then biting down hard enough to leave a mark. She moans loudly, grinding her pelvis down onto mine. Her pussy grips me so hard I see stars as I thrust up into her.
“Just like that, princess. Don’t stop.”
She keeps a steady rhythm, bringing our pleasure to a symphonic crescendo. My balls tighten threatening to release inside her. I can’t stop it, she feels so good and I’ve been waiting so long to feel her again.
“I’m about to come,” I warn.
“Mmm, good. Fill my pussy up with it. I want to feel you.”
“Oh, fuck.” My hips jerk wildly, bucking hard up into her. With a roar I unleash everything I have and she takes it so fucking well.
She follows me, crying out my name as she shatters. I watch every expression on her face, memorizing it. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
“Fuck, baby, that was—” I can barely catch my breath.
“It really was.”
I pull her against me and she lays her head on my chest right above my heart, right where she belongs. And I’m never letting her go again.
25
MELODY
Chase hands me a steaming cup of coffee, and I’ve never felt more content.
