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Melody makes a nervous, chirping sound, but she doesn’t make any moves to leave. It takes everything in me to keep my hands slow and steady, untying her robe and letting it fall down her arms to pool around her hands.
With her chest arched forward like this, I can see the dark points of her nipples under the cream-colored fabric. Her tits are full and perfect, and when I cup them, my mouth kissing a path across her jawline, they fill my hands in just the right way.
I’ve always been good at multitasking, and I use that skill to the fullest just to hear the noises Melody makes when all of her nerve endings are firing at once.
This time when I kiss her, it’s slow and deliberate, my tongue swiping against hers in the same rhythm my thumbs work her fabric-covered nipples.
When I push my hands up her shirt, it’s skin on skin. Melody tilts her head back and pants, letting out her first real loud moan when my calloused fingers work her taut peaks.
I shove the camisole up her body, and when her tits bounce free, I give her nipples a firm enough pinch to make her yelp before I suck one between my lips to lick away the pain. Her moans deepen, and her hands shove into my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp.
I move nipple to nipple, licking and sucking until her entire body is straining toward my mouth. Pre-come is leaking out of me, but I don’t care. I don’t care that I’m still fully clothed, either. It might be the only thing holding me back from fucking her.
With my legs, I gently kick her knees apart. Her panties are clearly damp, and I can smell her arousal. A growl builds in my throat as I kiss down her body.
The skin of her stomach is soft and silky, and her knees are trembling as I hold each of them in my hands to keep her nice and spread out for me.
I only let her go long enough to pull her panties down. Once they’re on the floor, though, and I’ve gotten a good look at her slick, puffy pussy, I give her one last out. My mouth is watering for her, but if she tells me no, I’ll stop.
“Last chance,” I grit out. “If you don’t want my face buried in that pretty little pussy, then tell me now, Melody.”
Watching her face and her parted lips, I brace myself for her refusal. But no. Sweet Melody nods. And that’s all it takes to get me on my knees.
I try to take my time, dragging my tongue over her entire slit a few times, but as soon as I get a taste of her, I’m lost. I part her with my thumbs and kiss—tongue and all—the swollen button of her clit. Melody also jolts out of my grasp, her reaction so strong. So I do it again. And again.
She’s making so much noise that I know she must have forgotten I have staff. Good. I don’t give a fuck. Melody tastes like honey, and I can’t get enough, licking every inch of her pussy to get all of her before starting the process all over again.
Her hands are once again restless in my hair, unconsciously guiding me to where she wants me most.
When her hips start to move and her shaking legs try to close on my head before I push them open again, I know she’s close. I give her what she needs, sucking her clit and making swift circles around it, working the center of her pleasure relentlessly. I want her orgasm, and I want it now.
I know she’s almost there, her taste covering my tongue, when we both hear a muffled, “Dad? Melody?” from the bottom floor of the house. With the door not totally shut and the rest of the house quiet, the sound carries well.
Melody freezes, but I can tell Adam is downstairs, and we still have time. Again, this is my fucking house, and now, this is my fucking woman. She doesn’t tell me to stop, so I don’t.
I can hear my son shuffling around downstairs, and as much as I want Melody to scream my name, I don’t want to cause a scene, either. So I reach up, covering her mouth with my palm, and keep going, kicking the intensity up as high as I can.
I watch her face and the way her eyes dart to the open door, but she’s too far gone to stop now. She’s breathing raggedly, her muscles shaking, and when I feel her teeth in the meat of my hand, I know I’ve won.
Melody arches her entire body, screaming into my hand while she comes all over my face. The sound is muffled enough to keep our secret, but it doesn’t diminish her pleasure as she works herself against my mouth for a full minute at least, and I make sure to wring every ounce of her climax out of her.
She cries out against my hand again and again, until finally, her body goes limp.
Fierce male satisfaction fills me, and I don’t even give her time to pull her robe closed before I surge up and kiss her. She tastes herself and moans softly, more of a sigh than anything else.
I’ve worn her out, poor thing, and now I have to find a way to get her to my room without running into Adam.
You know what? Fuck it. If we run into him, so be it. I sweep her into my arms, walking right out the door and into the hallway. She sucks in a breath but doesn’t say anything, not wanting to make any extra noise.
Satisfied, I carry her to my suite and lay her on my bed. Her limbs are languid, her eyes heavy, so I pull the comforter over her and give her another more gentle kiss.
“I think that was a lot for you,” I tease. “Get some sleep. I’ll be here.”
“Do you want me to go back to my room?” she asks sleepily.
“Absolutely not,” I tell her, thinking, If I have my way, you’ll never go back. This will be the only bed you ever sleep in from here on out.
Melody sighs, letting her eyes finally close, a small smile on her lips. “Okay. I’ll stay then.”
