My Melody (Downtown Book 3)

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her a chance to speak or react when I lightly yank her into my arms and crash my lips onto hers. I just can’t help myself when I am around her. “Come sit down with me.” I take her by the hand and lead her over to the couch. I click off the TV, then bring Melody close to my side and drape my arm across her shoulders.
    Her eyes gaze around the living room. “Really beautiful house you have.”
    “Thanks. Just moved in this week.” Having such a hectic schedule we managed to get a few hours of freedom to move. June helped us out as well by getting a moving company to load and unload our shit. She did the same for Danny when he moved. June is just plain badass. She’s done a lot for us this past year. “You like football?” I notice she has her eye on a signed picture of a Charger player my dad gave me for my birthday one year.
    “Yeah, totally. My dad and I were big fans and used to dress up in our jersey’s every season.” Her eyes light up when she mentions her dad. Harmony told me their parents died in a car accident when Harmony was just ten and Melody was away, living in LA.
    I totally love a woman who loves the same sport as me. I’ll never have to worry about having the sound turned up loud while watching a game. I am usually obsessed during football season. “Way cool. What team?”
    “We traveled all over the place growing up so we never had just one favorite team. But I’ve become a fan of the Chargers, Seahawks. What about you?”
    “Chargers, Baby,” I wink. “Though, they are thinking of moving to LA. I’ll be a fan no matter what.”
    “Same here.”
    I’m really enjoying talking with her. I want to know so much more about her, I want her to know more about me too. “Used to play football in high school. Thought I was gonna make it a career, but music became more important. Slim and I quit the game our senior year.” I sense her discomfort. She’s ready to get down to business. Not that I have a problem with sex. Sex with Melody is insanely pleasing. I’ll never turn her down, yet there is so much more to her I want to discover, other than her body.
    She turns her body into mine and drapes her left leg over my own. “Alright, Sexy, enough talking,” she seductively tells me. Her fingers slowly start to unbutton my black shirt. “Show me your room.” She then kisses the bottom part of my throat.
    I swallow and close my eyes. “Kinda like talking. Wanna get to know you better,” I say as I slip my hand underneath her sweater, caressing her smooth back.
    My shirt is now wide open. “Maybe I’ll tell you more about myself after we have our fun.” She continues to kiss down the exposed parts of my chest. Her lips are so sensual, so soft and her tongue is blazing against my skin. Feels so good.
    “You don’t make it easy, Babe,” I struggle to say. She makes me crazy, I ache for her.
    “Never said I would.” She is now straddling me and puts her hands on my face. Her lips are almost touching mine. “You want me or not?” She arches a brow.
    Hell yes I want her. So bad, my balls are turning blue. I grab her ass and growl out, “You know I want you.”
    “Then show me how much.”
    And just like that Melody puts her spell on me. I’m a goner. Indefinitely. I pick her up and keep her legs wrapped around my waist as I lead us into my room. Our mouths are entangled and our bodies are on fire for one another. My room is dark, so I turn on the switch, then lay her flat on my bed and do what my body is itching to do to her. I relish every last place on her stunning curves and fuck her senseless. She does the same for me and completely blows my mind. Having sex with this woman never ceases to amaze me. We have such chemistry and know exactly what the other wants and needs. God, I am fucking possessed by our connection, it’s utterly unreal.
    We lay breathless and sweaty; her head is on my chest. I’m sure she can hear my heart beating out of control, and it’s not just because we

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