Chapter 15 #3
I attack her throat, placing open kisses and sucking. She’ll have marks. I can’t fucking wait to see them on her. Hickeys from my mouth will decorate her neck so everyone knows she’s mine .
I’m willing to share, but she’s still mine in all the ways that matter.
“I’ll give you what you want, love. Don’t you worry about that.” I lightly scratch her scalp as I thread my fingers through her hair to give me better access to her neck.
Getting lost in her softness, her scent, her lips, the way her body is undulating under mine… I already know this will be life-changing. I love her, there’s not one bit of doubt in my mind that we belong together. I also know that no matter what, the sex is going to be explosive.
“I like when you wear our clothes,” I mumble, slipping both hands under the oversized on her shirt, and pull it over her head. “I like it so much better when you’re wearing nothing, though.”
“Your turn,” she says breathlessly. Her nipples harden as the cool air hits them and my mouth waters.
I cup her tit before leaning down to swirl my tongue around her nipple.
Melody groans, holding onto the back of my head, and holds my hair out of my face.
I moan before turning my attention to her other breast.
“Have to even it out,” I tease with a wink before sucking her other nipple into my mouth.
Melody’s head falls back and she groans. “Take your clothes off, Markus. Let me see you.” Her voice is sultry and low, but there’s an undeniable hint of a whine. A begging neediness that makes me go feral.
“Remember, Songbird, you’re only the boss right now because I’m letting you be.
I’m in charge here,” I say strongly as I sit back ripping my shirt over my head as quickly as possible.
Throwing it to the side, I unbuckle my belt, slipping it through the loops quick enough to have it crack at the end.
Her jaw drops and her eyes widen. Oh, yeah. She liked that.
“One day, Mel. One day, I’ll spank you with my belt and you’ll thank me for it .”
I watch with rapt attention, taking in every detail I can and memorizing it. Melody bites her lip, her legs bend at the knee as one of her hands falls to the top of her thigh and her fingers dig in like she’s trying to hold herself back from touching where she desperately needs to be touched.
I’d like to see that. Goddamn, I’d love to watch her get herself off. My dick’s straining against my jeans and I make quick work of stripping down. Melody’s eyes rake over me, taking in every new piece of skin she hasn’t seen before, and my cock bobs with its intensity.
We’d all seen each other in bathing suits and the like. The guys and I would be shirtless all summer, but this is the most skin of mine she’s ever seen. And from the looks of it, she likes what she sees.
“Are you,” she gulps as she looks at my cock, “pierced?”
“Sure am.” I smile, stroking myself once, and see the pre-cum dripping from my pierced tip.
She breathes in deeply like she’s trying to steady herself, the whole while, staring directly at my cock.
“Are you afraid?” I ask with a lopsided grin and one eyebrow raised in challenge. But she doesn’t back down–just like I knew she wouldn’t–and instead moves in one fluid motion. She gets on her knees in front of me and takes my cock all the way to the back of her throat.
“Oh god!” I cry out at how perfect her warm, wet mouth feels around me. She hollows out her cheeks and starts to suck me down like a goddamn pro. “Fuck, Melody, yes.”
After a few more mind-numbing bobs of her head, she pulls back and looks at me with the same smug look I gave her.
“Are you afraid?” She repeats my words to me, and I chuckle.
Quickly, I bend down, wrapping my hands around her thighs, yanking her to me.
She cries out in delight, a laugh piercing the air before I lay her back down on the bed.
She looks so happy, so light. There’s no more lingering heaviness that she was carrying around.
She’s just…bright.
And that makes me ecstatic.
Leaning over her, I slip my thigh in between hers and gently nudge her thighs apart. The mirth is fading from her gaze and I’m fully slipping into near-desperation.
I want her, but I want her to know that this… this is everything to me. She’s everything to me.
“I love you,” I whisper against her lips as I reach between us and notch my cockhead at her entrance before slowly pushing into her wetness.
She feels so fucking warm, so tight, so soft.
Perfect , fucking perfect. I force my eyes to stay open, watching her face contort as she takes all of my cock, gasping for breath as she stares right back.
“God, Melody,” I groan, fisting the blanket by her head tightly to keep myself from coming too quickly. The way she’s tilting her hips up… I know I’m done for.
“Markus!” She screams my name when I slide home, shivers running up my spine at how amazing she feels and how earth-shattering my name sounds from her lips as she breaks apart for me.
“Melody,” I moan, whispering into her neck. Without really giving either of us time to adjust or hold back, I thrust into her again. The drag of her walls make me shiver and she must feel the same way because her nails scratch down my lats.
I hope she scratches me deep. I hope it’s hard enough to bleed and leave scars. That way every time I take my shirt off on-stage, everyone will know I have her waiting for me on the wings.
“Yes,” I groan, quickening my movements. Melody repeats my name over and over, as her fingernails rake down my back again and again like she can’t get close enough. We work together, moving with each other aggressively to see who gets to their peak first.
It’s going to be her. There’s no doubt about it. I won’t let anything else happen but her exploding around my dick first.
I move my hand between us and start playing with her clit. Melody gasps softly, sliding her hand up into my hair, and she tugs at the strands.
“Fuck,” I moan, leaning down and biting her neck again. I love when my hair is played with.
Rubbing small, fast circles around her clit, she bucks into my hand as I thrust back into her. I smile when I push back in, there’s so much of her wetness that leaks out with each thrust. She’s so responsive to me, to my touch. It’s unbelievable.
“Don’t, don’t. Please, I can’t,” she gasps, trying to move my hand away. Oh, no, no, no.
With my free hand, I take both of hers and restrain them above her head.
“I will. You will,” I growl, watching as her eyes close and she surrenders to the pleasure I’m giving her. “That’s it, baby. That’s it.”
Her cunt sucks me in as I spear her open with each thrust, her wetness making me move so easily.
Her mewls and moans are getting louder and louder, pushing me closer to my orgasm.
Her heavy breathing is setting me off, testing my self-control as she makes all these sexy little sounds right in my ear as her nipples brush against my chest with every thrust.
I feel her tighten around me as she gets closer, but I can’t let go just yet. Fuck, I can’t come yet.
Baseball, baseball bats, baseball cleats, baseball stadium, stadium, bleachers, taking Melody behind the bleachers so everyone hears she’s mine…
“Markus, Markus, I can’t, you, stop,” she gasps the words out brokenly and the wetness between us grows.
“No, I’m not stopping. Come, come for me. Squirt all over me, baby. Get me messy,” I demand, biting down on her neck as she screams. My cock is pushed out as she comes, squirting all over like a goddamn fantasy.
“Markus! Oh, god, Markus, please!” She screams.
“Oh fuck, yes,” I groan and keep rubbing her clit quickly. I thrust my fingers into her cunt and curl them before wringing more of her sweet cum from her. “Yes, yes. ” She keeps coming, cum spraying from her and getting all over me, all over my bed, everywhere.
“Goddamn it, Melody. Fuck, that’s so sexy,” I mutter desperately when she stops, her orgasm fading and her eyes stay closed. Her eyes are barely open as she watches me with interest and complete satisfaction.
“I can’t stop,” I say like I’m a feral beast, my words dark and low. Meant only for her.
Climbing back on her, I fuck into her with one rough movement. Once I’m inside her, I lose myself. My hands find both of her thighs and I wrap them around my waist, using them to hold onto while I chase my release.
Melody cries out, her arms wrapping around my shoulders as she holds on. My bed starts to squeak under us, but I don’t care at all. The only thing I care about is the monumental load I'm going to shoot into her. I’m not pulling out, I’m not stopping. She’s mine .
“Melody, fuck, baby,” I groan loudly as I pump into her once more, and come so hard my vision whites out. My hips stutter as I moan her name, and she holds onto me tighter. I don’t pull back and she doesn’t push me off. I want to stay chest-to-chest, heart-to-heart with her for as long as I can.
“I love you,” I whisper hoarsely.
“Oh god, I love you too.”
“If you two are done fucking, we’re calling a family meeting!” Kai pounds on the door loudly, yelling through the door with a boisterous laugh. “Fuck me, I’m hard just from hearing you two.”
“Go away!” I yell at him, but Melody just laughs.
“Fucking asshole,” I snap, rolling my eyes, but bringing my attention back to who’s the most important. “You’re amazing.”
She smiles at me, cupping my cheek lovingly. “Right back at you.”
I drop my head to her shoulder, really, really not wanting to have to move from this spot. Her arms are warm and strong as she holds me, and she makes me feel whole. Like I don’t have to put on a show to keep her happy. I can just be me .
There’s a loud knock at the door again, this time, it’s so hard it makes the hinges jiggle.
“Get out here,” Adam growls.
“We better go before they break down the door,” she says and I groan. Reluctantly, and very involuntarily on my part, I might add, I slip out of her and roll to my back, covering my face in my hand dramatically.
“They can’t give me ten minutes to enjoy this some more?”
Melody curls against me and kisses my chest. “There will always be more, lover.”
She slips her finger down her front, I watch with rapt attention as she slips her finger through our mixture of cum at her entrance, bringing it to her lips to taste.
“Hmm,” she hums, licking her lips. My eyes turn hungry again, and my spent cock twitches for more. I know I’ll always want more of her. Turning, I go to kiss her, but she stands up and winks teasingly.
“Next time,” she whispers, slipping into my bathroom and closing the door.
Dropping back fully against the mattress, I sigh. I’m so fucking gone for this girl and gladly, willingly, longingly so.