Page 74 of Melted by a Man

“Oh, you like that?” I stood tall, bracing my hands on my hips, showing off my prominent erection that was fighting to free itself from my boxer briefs.

Jacqueline snorted behind closed lips, grinning as she replied, “I love a man in black boxers and white tube socks. Very hot. Doesn’t look dorkyat all.”

This woman.

I lifted a foot to rest on the edge of the couch, gesturing toward my feet with my hand, “They’re the Costco brand. Does that do it for you, too?”

Jacqueline smiled, reaching up to unbutton her shirt to part the panels.

Fuck, her bra matched her thong.

Did she only wear matching sets?

“I’m just kidding.” Jacqueline’s eyes dropped to my briefs, and my cock jumped at the attention.

“Are you sure? You can be into tube socks, no shame in that.” I stuck my index finger into the seam, tracing the shape of the material around my leg while releasing a very loud, very fake, whiney moan.

“Oh my god!” Jacqueline’s eyes widened before she slapped both of her hands over her face, “Don’t make that sound ever again.”

I made the noise again.

It was my fake orgasm voice. More feminine, more dramatic. I knew it annoyed the shit out of Mary, but Jacqueline looked mostly embarrassed by it.

Behind her hands, Jacqueline squealed while turning her body into the back of the couch. Hiding from me.

“You aren’t into that?” I was trying to control my laughter as I lowered myself over her, leaving the socks on, “You don’t like hearing what you do to me?” I rereleased the fake moan, quieter this time. Jacqueline’s body shook from her own amusement, allowing herself to be rolled onto her back as I blanketed her body with mine.

“That’s not what you sound like when we’re together.” Jacqueline lowered her hands, her eyes sparkling with humor and embarrassment and something else I didn’t recognize.

“Hmm, perhaps you need to jog my memory,” I pushed her blouse off of her shoulders, allowing her to sit up just enough to toss it aside, before guiding her back down again, “It’s been too long.”

“It’s been four days.”

“All that time we’ve beenwasting,” I pulled the cups of her bra down, teasing her sensitive peaks with my thumbs while I locked eyes with her, “I needed you so badly today.”

“Really?” Jacqueline’s face lit up, becausethiswoman had a certified praise kink.

“It’s true,” I spoke against her breasts. They were on the smaller side, perfectly proportionate with the rest of her. Perfect. Mine, “I couldn’t focus on anything.”

“I couldn’t either,” Jacqueline panted, arching into my mouth, “I need you, too.”

I dragged my tongue right between her breasts, working my way up her throat to gently bite at her jaw, “You have me.”

“Can we—” she cut off her question, shaking her head once, “Never mind.”

I immediately pulled my face off of hers, giving her a look, “What do you need?”

Jacqueline pressed her lips together, nervous again, “It’s just…I feel the air on me here.” I glanced down, watching with my own eyes how her skin pebbled against the air coming in from the vents, “Can we go to the bed? Under the covers?”

I nodded, because anything she wanted, I wanted to give her.

Jacqueline giggled when I scooped her up without a word, carried her to her bed, and tucked us both under her covers.

Her bed was heavenly, and I didn’t blame her for preferring it to the couch.

“Let me warm you up.” I started kissing her neck again as I covered her, groaning at the feel of Jacqueline’s cold hands sliding up my back, feeling the lean muscle I had there.

“Please,” Jacqueline whispered. She cupped my jaw when I tried to kiss down her body again, pulling my face to hers. I loved our kisses. I couldn’t get enough of her smooth, warm lips against my own. Her tongue met mine, licking into my mouth. Scraping the inside of my teeth.

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