My Melody (Downtown Book 3) Read Free Page B

feel him inside me. After attacking my vocal chords, Wayne settles me back down. We are both out of breath, touching foreheads and staring into each other's eyes. The silence between us is so loud. It’s like he’s trying to tell me something with those blue windows of his. I’m getting sucked in again. I need to break his trance.
    I clear my throat. “Ground rules first, Sexy,” my voice cracks. My mouth is dry from getting all the saliva sucked away. I pat his muscular shoulder and sway myself over to the bed. I need a little breathing room. He makes me so…horny.
    “Shit, you’re killin’ me here, Babe.” He sits beside me, then starts to slide his finger along the outside of my bra. “You look so hot,” he mumbles.
    “In due time, Wayne.” I push his finger away. He likes to distract me. I need to be in control here !“Once you have me on that bed, it’s your show. You can do whatever you please. I’ll be all yours.”
    “That’s what I love to hear. You’ll not regret anything, I promise you that.”
    “I know I won’t.” I cup his cheekbone. Fireworks fly through my system just from that simple gesture. What is going on with me? Wayne’s eyes slightly shut from my touch. I quickly take it away. “So, when you’re with me you’re only with me, no one else. I won’t have you fucking any groupies. I know it’s tempting to shack with a little hot young, blondie with small tits, but that is a no go with me. I want you clean and bareback, understand?”
    He takes my hand. “Baby, I don’t want anyone else.”
    “Say you promise me, Wayne,” I sternly retort.
    “Of course. I promise. You have nothing to worry about.”
    “I’m not worried. I just want you to know I don’t take shit from anyone. When I ask something of someone I expect that person to follow through.” I am abruptly shoved up against his chest. His hand goes behind my head, our lips are mere inches apart. He keeps surprising me with how passionate and animalistic he is. He is keeping me on my toes. I love it. I love how he makes me feel. Yet it scares the shit out of me.
    “You are really turning me on with your dominant side. So hot,” he gruffly admits. “I want you. Now.”
    I lick my lips then gulp. I am so going to fall for him. “I want you too. So bad.”
    His sexy lips turn into a panty dropping smirk. “Then let's not waste anymore time talking. It is now time for…The Wayne Priest Show.”
    Sweet Jesus, I think my ovaries just exploded.
    Without warning, he lifts me up like I am a feather, then rolls me onto the bed, stomach down. He has me shift my ass up into the air, then slowly slides my panties down to my knees. I help him shift them off my legs until I am bare assed. He places both hands on my ass, then opens my cheeks and dives his mouth inside both holes. I am in Heaven !I am biting my lip so hard from the sensation building inside the pit of my pelvis I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before. Oh God, please let this pleasure last longer !If he doesn’t stop now, I’ll be exploding around his mouth. I am almost there. I’m screaming like a crazed cat in need of her daily treat. Just as I am about to go overboard, Rocker Boy stops. I suck in a breath. He knew I was on the brink of coming. He’s teasing me. Shit ! I roll over onto my back. I kick my heels off, then my bra and watch him undress himself. The way he tugs off his rugged t-shirt without taking his eyes off me would send any woman to oblivion. I start to play with myself as he shimmies down to his - um, commando style. I smile, bite my bottom lip and stare at his big cock. It’s protruding. I rub myself a little faster as he takes his length into his hand and starts to stroke himself. He is the sexiest piece of muscle I have ever laid my eyes on. He’s seriously so gorgeous I cannot imagine myself with anyone else. From the tip of his head down to his toes, he’s a glorious sight; the veins in his arms, chest and his thighs are