Reinventing Mel: A Hellion MC Novel

Reinventing Mel: A Hellion MC Novel by J.A. Hornbuckle

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pages of a magazine with her pink streaked hair and pastel underwear.  But it was the expression she wore that had him enraptured.  
Shyly anticipatory. 
Expectantly excited.
"I brought condoms," he blurted and felt heat burst into his face at his involuntary exclamation.
She dipped her face down and turned it towards her shoulder but he'd caught the small smile on her lips.  "Good thinking, baby."
Fuck!  He wanted to be smooth, to be sexy and seduce her but his prior tutelage of the porn movie variety hadn't prepared him very well.  In fact, the films hadn't shown much between the players meeting and then getting  down to it and that gap in his education was evident by his hesitancy.
Maybe if they went back to kissing and touching?  They'd been doing really well when they were on the couch.  Really, really well.  Probably because he hadn't been thinking so much about what was going to happen and had just gone with the flow.
Mel knelt down in front of her and, with a hand on each knee, moved her legs apart so he could get between them as his mouth again found hers.  Soon they were right back to where they had been with the heat between them flaring as their tongues twisted and danced.  Hands roamed and their bodies strained together as they both began to moan.
Even though he didn't know how to take her bra off, he was determined to get his lips on the plump beads that pressed into his chest and his hands.  He pushed the lacy cups out of the way before pulling back to see what he'd uncovered.  The sight almost enough to make him dizzy with the hard bolt of voltage that shot through him.
In all his porn studies, he'd seen all sorts of different breasts from the perky to the low-slung.  From nipples of epic proportions to those so lightly colored they were barely there.  But never ever had Mel seen such a perfect pair.  High, firm with the weight distributed both below and to the sides.  Lulu's nipples were the same natural color of her mouth, a dusky pink and only of quarter size but with a bead that was fat and round.
He couldn't help how his hand found his jean's strangled length and gripped or how he moaned, "damn, Lu," at what was before his eyes.
His hand didn't stay on himself for long.  Not when he had other things he could touch and tease and taste.  Cupping her breasts, one in each hand, his mouth went to her neck before sliding to her collarbones.  Using his thumbs, he gently flicked them over her hard nipples, receiving a sharp groan and a hip thrust as he worked them.  Going lower, he kissed his way to his target, taking time to lick and to suck tenderly before catching one pouty nubbin between his lips.
Fucking heaven.
Mel used his tongue to circle and flick and felt Lulu's hips take up a rhythm that matched his mouth's movement.  Sucking lightly at first, he continued to flick at what was becoming harder, more pointed.  He moved to the other side that caused a protest as his mouth left her.
Her hand moved from his shoulder to the back of his head and held him in place.  Tilting his chin, he looked up wanting to see her expression, her reaction to what he was doing.  And again almost lost control as he viewed her.  Lulu's head was thrown back, the long length of her neck exposed as she whimpered.  Her wet panties were pressed hard against his abs as her hips continued to move.
Fuck!  He was going to lose it if he wasn't careful!
Without thinking, he grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down, feeling her lifting her ass to help.  Using his hands to guide her down onto her back, Mel released her breasts and used his mouth to lick and lave her stomach only stopping to worship her belly button before moving further down.  He kept waiting to feel the crinkle of hair as he continued, but was already kissing her slit before he realized she didn't have any.
And that knowledge had his cock throbbing in a way he knew he was micro-seconds away from embarrassing himself.  But he

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