Page 19 of Breeze and Melodie

“I’ll hit it from the back before the night is over, if that’s what you really want.” He joked as he pulled the comforter and sheets back.

My slight embarrassment returned, and I pushed him. He fell onto the bed, pulling me on top of him before he rolled over, switching our positions.

“Are we really doing this? Is this really about to happen?”

“Did you think I would eat your pussy and send you on your way? My dick been ready for some action, so don’t talk shit if I nut fast.”

His mouth attacked mine, and he kissed me with a hunger I’d never experienced from another man. His tongue traveled to my ear, then my neck, before revisiting my breasts. I felt overstimulated by his touch and wanted him inside me.

“Do you have protection?”

He paused and looked at me. “Did you make that nigga wrap up?”

“No man has ever felt this pussy raw.”

“Good girl. This will be a first for me, too, because I ain’t wrapping up shit.”

“But I’m not on birth control.”

“Good.”

Before I could protest, I was filled with Breeze’s length and girth. Rarely did I enjoy the missionary position with the men I was with before Breeze. On the rare occasions it was good, I had to put in a lot of work to ensure I got mine. Even with Sean,missionary didn’t hit like it should have, and I thought he was great in bed.

It only took a few slow, deep strokes from Breeze for me to realize I’d been fooling myself, not only for the past year with Sean, but for most of my sexual encounters before him. Maybe it was because the feelings I had for Breeze were like nothing I’d ever felt for another man. Whatever it was, I wanted to experience it for the rest of my days.

“Ohh, shit!”she whispered breathlessly.

“Damn, Mel!” I almost growled.

I didn’t move for a minute because I wanted to give her some time to adjust to my size while I soaked up the feeling of her slippery walls wrapped around my naked dick. It felt like heaven, and I wanted to spend the rest of my days tucked snugly inside her.

“You good?” I whispered with my lips brushing against her ear.

“I’m better than good. Make love to me.”

I began to deliver slow and deliberate strokes. I wanted her to feel my full length, every vein and groove of my dick with each stroke. Her eyes were closed, and I enjoyed her love faces for afew minutes. However, I wanted to look into her soul while my dick penetrated it.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want to see you.”

Her lids fluttered before opening slowly, and our gazes locked. Her eyes were almond-shaped and surrounded by full lashes that most women had to pay for. Her beautiful face was perfected with a full nose, plush lips, and defined cheekbones.

“Breeze.”

“Yeah, baby.”

“Nothing has ever felt this good.”

“This is better than anything I’ve ever felt in my life.”

Our eyes remained connected as I tucked my arms behind her legs, allowing me to go deeper. She moaned. I groaned. She screamed. I growled. When neither of us could handle the heights of pleasure we’d reached, she creamed all over my dick while I filled her with my seeds.

“Throw that ass back, baby,” I urged Melodie as I fucked her from the back.

She had a small frame, but God blessed her with an ass built for a woman twice her size. I didn’t realize Melodie had a crush on me until she and Raine were about nineteen years old. Prior to that, she was just my little sister’s friend.

One hot summer day, Raine convinced me to go to a boat party with them. Melodie came out the house with a bikini top on and some short ass denim shorts. When I saw her from behind, I had to bite my bottom lip to stop myself from saying something.

I still had no interest in being romantically involved with her, but I had to force myself not to look at her ass every time she walked away. She caught me looking a few times, and I had to play it off, but her petite frame made her backside hard to miss.

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