9. Davis

Like I have every night for the last week, I find myself in bed with my dick in my hand.

It’s pure torture having Mel stay with me. Blissful torture. I long to possess her, but it’s more than that. She’s smart and successful and kind, and everything about her is perfect. I want more than her body, but what does someone like me have to offer a woman like that?

So I’ve kept my hands to myself and let out my own release every might while thinking about her dark eyes and curvy body.

I’m lying in bed giving myself a long slow stroke when the door opens a crack.

Hercules has taken to sleeping in Mel’s room and sometimes wanders around the cabin at night, so I don’t think anything of it until Mel appears in the door.

Her mouth moves, but I’ve taken my hearing aids out for the night, and I miss what she says. It’s impossible to read her lips in the dim light, but that doesn’t stop me from staring at them.

“Are you okay?”

I sit up in bed, and she steps into the room.

She’s wearing an oversized t-shirt that rides up her thighs, and my gaze is drawn to the silky skin at the top of her legs. My already hard dick twitches at the sight of her.

She bites her lower lip, hesitating on the threshold. I don’t want to ask what she’s doing here, because I don’t want to break the spell.

She steps toward the bed, and instinctively I open the sheets for her. Making some kind of internal decision, she climbs into my bed.

I close the sheet around her and she looks up at me, her eyes wide in the dark.

“I…um…” Her eyes dart to my lips, and I’ve never wanted to kiss anyone so bad. At this moment, I couldn’t give a shit if I’m good enough for her or not. Mel’s in my bed, and even I’m not naive enough to turn away a woman who climbs into bed with you.

My lips meet hers, and the way she yields to me makes me bolder. I slide my arm around her and pull her toward me.

I’ve been longing to touch her silky hair, and now my hand tangle in her tresses as I cup the back of her head.

Mel pushes onto her knees and slides one leg over me, straddling me and pining me to the bed. Her eyes widen in surprise when she comes up against my hardness.

I groan as she smiles lazily and wiggles her hips so my dick presses between her legs. Even through my boxers and her panties, the sensation makes me suck in my breath.

It”s been too long since I was with a woman, and my body’s on fire. I’m ready to lose it just from one touch, but I have to make sure this is what she wants.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I can’t tell if I’m yelling or not, but there’s no way I’m breaking the spell to put my hearing aids in. “You”ve got the interview tomorrow, and with everything going on....”

There are so many reasons why we shouldn”t be doing this. Her interview, she’s just broken up with her ex, and she’s far too good for me.

Mel smiles lazily and her lips move, but she must be whispering, because I can’t hear what she’s saying.

Frustration fizzles up inside me, but Mel leans forward and presses her lips to mine and her hips bump forward, showing me what she wants.

Her mouth moves around to my right ear, my good ear.

“It”s what I want, Davis. It”s what I need.” Her voice is husky, but I hear it. I hear her.

She leans back, one finger trailing down my chest, and I’m struck by the realization that she knows about my hearing aids. Of course she fucking does. She’s a smart woman. She must have seen me taking them out or noticed when I don’t have them in.

She knows and she didn’t bring it up, and she’s still sitting here on top of me giving me the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen.

Gratitude fills me for this woman who’s come into my life. And whatever this is, I don’t care. She needs me tonight, and I’ll give her what she needs.

Mel angles her hips towards me in a slow movement, bumping her sex right up against my cock. My eyes squeeze shut as I try to hold it together. But without sight and with limited sound, the sensation from every touch is more intense.

My eyes fly open, and I grab her hips and pull her back. Otherwise, I’m going to lose it before I give her what she needs.

I take some deep breaths to get myself under control while Mel gently removes my hands from her hips and puts them above my head.

Holy fuck. I’ve never been with a woman who takes control like this before. It”s so fucking sexy.

She leans in and nips at my neck, her hair falling over my chest and her scent filling my senses. My skin prickles where her hair tickles the skin, and I groan so loud I hear myself.

Mel’s warm breath skates across my chest as she slowly kisses my nipples and traces the lines of my muscles with her fingertips.

My hips buck at the contact, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand this exquisite torture. She releases my hands, and I slide them under her t-shirt and run them over the hot skin underneath. I reach her breasts and palm them, loving the way her back arches in response. Her eyes are half closed, and I can only imagine the moans coming from her lips. If I’m lucky enough to get to do this again, I’ll wear my hearing aids so I don’t miss a single moan.

I slide the t-shirt over her head and her breasts fall into my waiting palms, beautiful in the dim light, ripe and full, and I can’t resist pulling the dark nipples into my mouth.

Her hips buck forward, and she grips my shoulder. But she steadies herself again and sits back, regaining control. And God help me, I let her.

She straddles me, majestic in her black lace panties, the fabric delicate against her pale skin.

Her hands run up my stomach, and I shiver at her touch. My abs tighten as she runs them over my muscles. I want to show her the best of me. I want to show her that I’m man enough for a woman like her.

I long to grab her hips. I long to throw her onto her back and lick her until she comes. But Mel has other ideas. And I let her do what she wants with me. She”s worried about the interview tomorrow, and if this release helps her relax, then who am I to complain?

Her hands slide down my stomach and to the top of my sweatpants. She releases the drawstring and exquisitely slowly pulls out my cock.

I almost lose it in her warm hand. She gives my cock gentle strokes, giving it the attention it needs. I put my hands behind the back of my head and watch her.

She presses herself against me, and my cock slides against the silky fabric of her panties. The wet gusset clings to me.

The scent of her is in the air, and pearls of liquid bead at the end of my cock. If I don”t get inside her soon, I”m going to lose it.

But this isn”t about me. I need to make sure Mel is getting the release she needs. Although when she takes my cock and rubs it against her panties, the groan she lets out so loud I can hear it, it shows me Mel knows exactly how to give herself what she needs.

My hands slide down the back of her body, and I cup her buttocks. I start to slide the panties off her, but she shakes her head.

Without words she pulls the gusset aside, exposing dark hair and her glistening sex.

“I need a condom,” I say.

Mel shakes her head and leans forward to my good ear again. “I”m on the pill, and I’m clean.”

The thought of being inside Mel with nothing between us makes my dick jerk.

“I”m clean too,” I say.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, she leans back and rises up on her thighs.

With my dick in her hand, she slides it up between her pussy folds.

I grip her buttocks, needing to hold on to something as the heat of her sears through me, making every nerve ending stand on end.

“Mel…” My own voice reaches my ears, and I must be fucking yelling now but I don’t care. This sensation, this woman, it’s almost too much.

Mel widens her stance and then slides onto the tip of my cock.

I’m engulfed by her, and it’s the sweetest sensation I’ve ever felt. She slides down my shaft controlling the pace, her eyes getting wider with every inch. Her moth drops open and her neck arches.

I grip the sheets to stop myself from exploding inside her.

Mel’s panting hard as she slides down my shaft and I give her all the control, lying beneath her as she takes all of me into her body.

It”s pure bliss and I want to stay this way forever, entwined with this woman who has my cock and my heart in her grip.

Mel rocks slowly back and forth, her mouth moving every time her clit bumps up against me. And damn, I wish I could hear properly the sounds she’s making.

Her hands go to the headboard on either side of me, and she rocks back and forth slowly.

Her breasts fall in my face as she leans forward, and I capture them with my hands, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. Her hot breath skirts my good ear, and the moans and cries she breathes into my ear are a gift. They come in waves as she moves against me, taking complete control and taking what she needs from me.

The rocking gets more frantic, and I feel her building up to the release she needs.

One hand wraps in her hair and I bring her face towards mine, kissing her hard. She rocks against me, and my lips travel to her ear.

“Take what you need, baby,” I whisper. “Take what you need from me. This cock is all for you.”

The words elicit an urgent movement, and I hear my name on her lips.

She”s clinging onto the headboard so hard I”m sure her knuckles must be white. With one hand in her hair and the other clasping her ass, I let her ride me until she breaks, peaking on my cock and screaming my name so I hear it loud and clear through the hazy quiet. As the orgasm washes over her I keep myself still, letting her ride out every part of her release.

Only when she opens her eyes again do I move, keeping a slow rocking motion. Her thighs tighten around me, and she takes over the rhythm until another orgasm crashes over her.

She cries my name into my ear, and it’s too much. I grab her ass, and Mel gasps as I slide her up and down my cock.

Then I”m lost in her sweetness and tightness, my release exploding out of me with strong unrelenting waves that make me scream her name as I grab her to me.

We finish sweaty and satisfied, panting together.

As I hold her close, I wonder how the hell I”m going to get out of this unscathed. I”m not good enough for Mel. That’s a fact. I’m not sophisticated, rich, or successful. But she”s got a hold of my heart, and there”s no denying it now.