She’d soon adjusted however and enjoyed her first night running through the woods. In fact, she’d been reluctant to return home and Ryne eventually had to pull rank, nipping her heels so she’d follow him!
Now it was the morning. She lay in bed beside Ryne, still keyed up from the experience. He was sleeping peacefully, the blankets loosely wrapped around his waist. A thought came to mind and she grinned mischievously. Carefully sitting up, she slid the covers off him, revealing his naked body. Mmm... It was too yummy to resist.
Leaning forward she licked and nibbled at his ear, while her fingers traced patterns on his muscular thigh. Ryne just murmured and shifted slightly before settling into sleep again. Mel snickered to herself and kissed his jaw while her fingers walked up his hip to his belly button where she proceeded to trace circles around the interesting indent.
Again he stirred, his lashes fluttering, but still he didn’t wake up. Glancing down, she noticed that at least a certain part of him was paying attention to her. Feeling bold, she moved lower on the mattress, then recalled something he’d said to her once. Lowering her head, she brushed her hair over the sensitive flesh and planted kisses along his burgeoning arousal. That got his attention!
“Melody!” Ryne half sat up, his voice husky with sleep.
Smiling up at him, she planted a kiss on the flared tip. “I remembered what you told me about long hair and how you liked to feel it brushing against you.” She brushed her hair over him to demonstrate and he trembled in response, a hiss escaping his lips.
“Mmm... You’re right. Never cut your hair.”
“Never?” She gave it another swish and then swirled her tongue around his quivering flesh.
“Never. Just the bangs, so I can still see your eyes while you... ah!” He stopped speaking abruptly as she took all of him in her mouth. After a moment, he forced a response passed his tightened jaw. “I didn’t know I was getting involved with such a lusty woman.”
She released her treat and worked her way up his body. “Mmm... I tried to keep my lustful side a secret so you wouldn’t run away.” She murmured the comment against his chest, trailing butterfly kisses over the smooth muscular surface, while stroking his shaft with her hand.
“I never run from a challenge.” Melody noted that Ryne had closed his eyes and a blissful smile was playing over his lips. Gently, she pushed him down onto his back and straddled his legs. Running her hands up his chest, she flicked his nipples, moulded his shoulders, and then slid her hands downward again, enjoying the feel of his warm skin and hard muscles.
As she leaned forward to kiss him, she felt his erection pressing hot and hard against her stomach. The sensation made her own body respond, warmth pooling between her thighs. Instinctively, she rocked her hips and Ryne growled in approval.
He slid his hands up her arms to her shoulders, then down her back, finally cupping her ass and squeezing gently. “I love your body, Melody.” Ryne moved his hands lower still, his fingertips barely skimming her feminine folds as he reached for her thighs then slid his hands up to her butt cheeks again. Back and forth, back and forth, he ensured that his hands never actually touched her where she wanted it the most. Melody felt herself growing even wetter in anticipation.
Nibbling at his neck, then his chin, she bit his lower lip, sucking it into her mouth before releasing it in favour of exploring him with her tongue. Meanwhile, she ran her fingers over his ears and through his hair, tugging at the silken strands, her nails gently abrading his skin. Soon they were both panting, a sheen of sweat beginning to dampen their bodies.
“Ryne...” She murmured against his lips.
“Yeah?”
“If you don’t touch me there soon, I’m going to scream.”
She felt his breath puff against her mouth as he chuckled. “Well, you’re going to be screaming sooner or later, anyway...”
Melody lifted her head and stared down at him. “You sound pretty confident about that, Taylor.”
“I am.” He smiled up at her and then grabbed her waist. Suddenly, Melody found herself face first on the mattress, with Ryne straddling her.
“What just happened?” She sputtered.
Ryne worked his hand under her and cupped her breast. Massaging the soft globe, he whispered in her ear. “I said you’re going to be screaming soon, and we don’t want to disturb the others now, do we? This way, you can just bury your face in the mattress instead of biting my shoulder like you did the other night. Not that I minded.” He laughed evilly and Melody felt her face growing warm as she recalled that particular event.
Experimentally, she pushed upwards trying to lever her body, but Ryne was using his weight to keep her in place. A shiver of excitement ran through her as she realized that she was trapped.