is what I want. This is what I need. I can’t hold in my screams. “ DADE… I’ve missed this so much. Never stop. Ohhhhhh, don’t stop!”
I feel his thighs shaking behind me and his body tensing. His thrusting gets more frenzied. Using my knees, I push back against him as fucks me. As he hits my spot one last time, I scream out so loud I’m sure my neighbors can hear. “ Fucking yes. Oh, baby. Y…E…S!” and moisture floods my thighs.
He slams into me a final time and roars my name as he cums, “MELONIE!”
My arms give out and I slump onto the couch. He follows me down and leans over me as we both breathe erratically, as if we’ve just run a marathon.
I catch my breath enough that I think I can talk. He fucked the breath out of me and it was amazing! I chuckle. It pushes him out. I laugh even harder.
Dade pulls off of me and slides to the floor. He lies down. I lie on the wet couch and roll to look down at him. I grin.
He grins back.
“Three condoms?”
He throws his head back and laughs. “Yeah. I debated about bringing more.”
I grab the nearest throw pillow and toss it at him. He catches it and lays it behind his head as he winks. “I’ve fucked you before. I know how insatiable you are, you horny woman. Look at just now. You jumped me.”
Sitting up, I glare at him. “I did not jump you! You came to my house! You kissed me! You brought condoms!”
He throws his hands up as he laughs. “Yeah, I did. But, I only kissed you. You attacked me and instigated the naked.”
Shit. He’s right. I did get him to take my shirt off and I undressed both of us. It’s not my fault. He’s too sexy! And I knew what that body looked like under that Thundercats shirt. And tasted like. And felt like.
Ok, maybe three condoms isn’t enough…
Rolling my eyes at him, I cross my arms over my chest. He watches my boobs press together. I see his crotch jump.
Leaning down, I flick it with my fingertip. He jumps.
I laugh. “Whatever. It’s your fault.”
“What’s my fault?” He pulls off the condom and ties it before crossing his hands behind his head and bending his knee which makes his glistening dick lay against his thigh. I’m captivated by the sight. “Melonie.”
What? What did he say?
He chuckles. “Yo, Dr. Bird. I need a minute here, so how about you stop looking at my dick like you’re about to climb back on it and focus on me?!”
My mouth pops open and closed. I drag my gaze away from his glorious anatomy and trail it over his abs to his tattooed chest, before settling on his face. Dear lord that is an amazing face.
He pats the floor next to him. I arch my brow in question. Pointing to the corner of the couch where the throw was pushed in our frantic coupling he says, “Grab that and come down here.”
He wants me to lay on the floor?!
“What?”
“Grab that blanket and come here. It’s pretty comfy and that couch is not big enough for both of us.” He states with a smirk.
Grabbing the blanket, I slide onto the floor and lay near him propping my head on my hand. “Ok, I’m here, Your Highness. Now what?”
He chuckles and leans over to kiss me lightly. As he pulls back, his face draws tight for a minute.
That can’t be good. What now?
I ask, “What is that look for?”
He sighs and rolls onto his back. “Why did you tell me your name was Rayne?”
I sigh, too. I knew this was coming. “My name is Rayne. Melonie Rayne.” He glances over at me. “I didn’t lie. I just didn’t tell you the whole truth, Dade.”
He rolls back and props his chin on his arms as he looks at me. “I know. I kind of figured that was what it was. I wasn’t completely honest either. I didn’t tell you I was a rock star.”
I laugh. “No, no you did not tell me that. How did we spend so much time together and no one let it slip, Dade? I mean, I’ve seen how famous y’all are now. That’s kind of weird that no one stopped you or came up to you for photos or anything.”
He
I feel his thighs shaking behind me and his body tensing. His thrusting gets more frenzied. Using my knees, I push back against him as fucks me. As he hits my spot one last time, I scream out so loud I’m sure my neighbors can hear. “ Fucking yes. Oh, baby. Y…E…S!” and moisture floods my thighs.
He slams into me a final time and roars my name as he cums, “MELONIE!”
My arms give out and I slump onto the couch. He follows me down and leans over me as we both breathe erratically, as if we’ve just run a marathon.
I catch my breath enough that I think I can talk. He fucked the breath out of me and it was amazing! I chuckle. It pushes him out. I laugh even harder.
Dade pulls off of me and slides to the floor. He lies down. I lie on the wet couch and roll to look down at him. I grin.
He grins back.
“Three condoms?”
He throws his head back and laughs. “Yeah. I debated about bringing more.”
I grab the nearest throw pillow and toss it at him. He catches it and lays it behind his head as he winks. “I’ve fucked you before. I know how insatiable you are, you horny woman. Look at just now. You jumped me.”
Sitting up, I glare at him. “I did not jump you! You came to my house! You kissed me! You brought condoms!”
He throws his hands up as he laughs. “Yeah, I did. But, I only kissed you. You attacked me and instigated the naked.”
Shit. He’s right. I did get him to take my shirt off and I undressed both of us. It’s not my fault. He’s too sexy! And I knew what that body looked like under that Thundercats shirt. And tasted like. And felt like.
Ok, maybe three condoms isn’t enough…
Rolling my eyes at him, I cross my arms over my chest. He watches my boobs press together. I see his crotch jump.
Leaning down, I flick it with my fingertip. He jumps.
I laugh. “Whatever. It’s your fault.”
“What’s my fault?” He pulls off the condom and ties it before crossing his hands behind his head and bending his knee which makes his glistening dick lay against his thigh. I’m captivated by the sight. “Melonie.”
What? What did he say?
He chuckles. “Yo, Dr. Bird. I need a minute here, so how about you stop looking at my dick like you’re about to climb back on it and focus on me?!”
My mouth pops open and closed. I drag my gaze away from his glorious anatomy and trail it over his abs to his tattooed chest, before settling on his face. Dear lord that is an amazing face.
He pats the floor next to him. I arch my brow in question. Pointing to the corner of the couch where the throw was pushed in our frantic coupling he says, “Grab that and come down here.”
He wants me to lay on the floor?!
“What?”
“Grab that blanket and come here. It’s pretty comfy and that couch is not big enough for both of us.” He states with a smirk.
Grabbing the blanket, I slide onto the floor and lay near him propping my head on my hand. “Ok, I’m here, Your Highness. Now what?”
He chuckles and leans over to kiss me lightly. As he pulls back, his face draws tight for a minute.
That can’t be good. What now?
I ask, “What is that look for?”
He sighs and rolls onto his back. “Why did you tell me your name was Rayne?”
I sigh, too. I knew this was coming. “My name is Rayne. Melonie Rayne.” He glances over at me. “I didn’t lie. I just didn’t tell you the whole truth, Dade.”
He rolls back and props his chin on his arms as he looks at me. “I know. I kind of figured that was what it was. I wasn’t completely honest either. I didn’t tell you I was a rock star.”
I laugh. “No, no you did not tell me that. How did we spend so much time together and no one let it slip, Dade? I mean, I’ve seen how famous y’all are now. That’s kind of weird that no one stopped you or came up to you for photos or anything.”
He
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