Finish Up (For Now)

You banish the thoughts of going another round with Melody from your mind so you can calm down. As much as you would love to keep fucking her over and over, you could both use a rest and you don't want to spoil the beautiful thing you both shared by pushing things too far. Besides, you love her and she loves you back; there will clearly be future opportunities for sexy times to happen between you two.

"Maybe later." You whisper to her.

"Yeah, later." She says somewhat dreamily, before seemingly rousing herself out of whatever hypnosis you had her under. "Wait, wait, wait." She says suddenly. Despite her previous intentions, she pushes herself forward and off of your semi-erect dick. The sudden disconnect was like a sharp sting of reality piercing your sex-fueled mental haze and the loss of tight warmth in exchange for cool air causes you to make a strangled noise in spite of yourself. Melody must be undergoing a similar experience, as she lets out a similar groan at feeling suddenly empty.

"W-what?" You ask, your brain not able to keep up with the rapid shift in the situational tone. The redhead turns over so she is sitting on the bed facing you. The look she gives you is serious, despite the post-sex glow she is emitting. Her chest rises and falls with deep panting breaths and beads of sweat cascade down her face, off her chin, and into the valley between her two perfect breasts.

"Don't go getting any ideas, Jack." She scolds you while trying to look stern. "This whole thing of letting you dominate me was my idea, remember? It was my way of saying thanks. Just because I said I loved you and...other embarrassing things doesn't change anything. I'm no one's submissive kitty cat, not even yours."

You are so relieved that you actually laugh a bit, to her mild confusion and aggravation. "You were worried about that?" You ask. "C'mon. Ever since I met you, I've been part of your world, just trying to hang on and enjoy the ride."

"All of my other boyfriends thought being in relationship meant they were in control. I just want to make it clear that's not going to be the case." She blushes a bit. "I just want...us...to work, y'know?"

"I know." You assure her. "This hasn't changed anything. I'm still the same me from...wow, was that really an hour and half?...an hour and a half ago. The same me from last night. You can trust me."

"I know." She says, exhaling a heavy breath. "All that talk about taking me and making me yours and all that. I wanted to make sure you didn't get the wrong impression. This was a special occasion; you won't be able to demand I do something like this for you again."

"I think I know you well enough not to do that. Especially if I want to keep my manhood intact." You chuckle. "But you did enjoy it, right?"

"Oh, hell yeah." She said, smiling again and acting a bit more like herself. "That was hot as fuck. You are usually so laid back and passive that seeing you take control like that was a huge turn-on. Especially as the recipient of that confidence." You are somewhat surprised and she notices this in your expression. Her smile gets a little lecherous and she rubs her left nipple seductively. "Maybe I am giving the wrong impression. Just because I won't submit on command doesn't mean I won't do it of my own volition. You may just have to beg a little bit first."

"I don't know what I am getting myself into, do I?" You tease her.

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough." She purrs. The sexual tensions between you breaks suddenly and you both break into a fit of giggles.

"On a more pressing note," You finally say between laughs. "Boyfriend, huh?"

"Yeah." Melody says matter-of-factly. Then she blushes a deep red color. "We...uh...never actually said anything about a relationship, did we?" You shake your head. She crosses her arms under her breasts. "Look, you said you love me and always have. Was it wrong of me to assume that meant you wanted me to be your girlfriend?"

"No, definitely not." You say with a grin. "I just want to make it official." You reach out and grab one of her wrists and pull her hand away from her body so you can hold it in your own. You look her directly in her emerald-toned eyes. "Will you be my girlfriend, Melody?"

"You are such a dork." The redhead sighs, but can't fight the smile from growing and making her face light up. "Of course I will." You immediately lean in for a kiss, but her hand breaks free from yours and presses against your face, holding you away at a distance.

"Oh no you don't." She stops you. "You are not going near my lips until your brush your teeth. Twice. And gargle with an entire bottle of mouthwash."

"What do you ... oh, right. Fair enough." You reply and back off a little.

"Speaking of which...that's a secret you take to the grave, you hear me?" She gives you an intense glare. "I'm serious. You are to tell no one."

"That I rimmed you or that you enjoyed it?" You ask, innocently. Her glare darkens.

"All of it. The only butt kissing you are allowed to mention is when you flatter me, got it?" You can't stop grinning at her obvious discomfort at coming to grips with her enjoyment of getting rimmed. This understandably irritates her. "Oh, wipe that grin of your face, you dick." She huffs. "We'll see who gets the last laugh. I hope you enjoyed doing it, because you just added a new move to my mistress routine."

"Okay, okay." You laugh. "Look, I will keep that a secret between us so long as you don't divulge any details about our little domination sessions."

"Agreed." Melody said and shook your hand. "We'll keep our perversions between us."

"I think that's a good place for them." You say, causing Melody to chuckle.

"Me too. Now go brush your teeth already. I want to kiss you again and your delays are getting annoying." She shoos you off the bed and into the bathroom, slapping your ass to speed you up. You quickly hop to it and clean yourself up. You don't gargle a whole bottle of mouthwash, but you do brush twice, just to be sure. When you come out, you see your best friend/girlfriend standing by her dresser, facing away from you. She has put on a pair of red striped panties, but nothing else. You sneak up behind her and throw your arms around her shoulders.

"Hey." You say, kissing her neck. She moans a little bit, despite herself. "Minty fresh breath, as requested."

"Almost there." She says, pulling away from you. She holds up a box of breath mints and shakes it so you can hear it rattle.

"Really? The bathroom routine wasn't enough?" You ask as she shakes a mint onto her hand.

"Open up." Is all she answers with. You sigh and open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out. Melody holds the mint up, then quickly drops into her own mouth. Before you can ask what she is doing, she grabs the sides of your face and mashes her lips against yours, thrusting her tongue into your open mouth. She deposits the mint, then continues to probe the inside of your mouth with her tongue. You adjust to the sudden kiss and grab her ass cheeks though her panties and pull her body close. Her large breasts press against tightly against your bare chest. Without breaking the kiss, the redhead's hands slide off your face and her arms wrap around the back of your neck.

After a few minutes of this, she backs off, panting for air. You find the breath mint with your tongue and proceed to chew it up. "And you were going to complain." She laughs. Once you are done chewing, she wastes no time grabbing your hand and leading you back to the bed. "Now come on. We have a back log of making out to catch up on and I intend to start right now."

"Wait. Can't I put on some underwear too?" You ask.

"No." She says in a tone that made it seem like more of a command. Before you can get to the bed, though, there is a sharp knock on the door. "Dammit." Melody hisses. "Fuck it. Pretend we're not here." The knocks start coming unceasingly and become more frequent and impatient. "God! Fine!" She growls angrily. She storms over to your dresser and tosses you a pair of boxers before slipping on an old t-shirt of yours. Seeing her in one of your shirts with no pants makes you want her more, but you manage to hold off.

"Okay, what in the world are you-" Melody says as she throws open the door, but cuts herself off when she sees the bleach-blonde douche in the doorway. "K-Keith?"

"Hey there." Keith says, his voice dripping with smarm. "You are looking...rested."

"What the hell are you doing here?" She asks, more confused and dumbfounded than actually angry.

"I came to see about that threesome offer from the other night." Keith said, running a hand through his hair. "Now that you are not in raging drunk PMS mode. I thought you might be able to think clearer." Melody stares at him in disbelief. You stand back a bit and let her handle this, but prepare to step in if needed.

"And what does 'Tiffany' think about this, huh?" She crosses her arms.

"Yeah, she thinks your a bitch." Keith shrugs. "Don't worry, I have another girl lined up for this one."

"You are unbelievable, Keith!" She groans. "Do you really think I am going to just jump back in bed with you after everything you did and said last night? Do you think I have no self-respect?"

"No, not after what I saw at the bar." He chuckled, but stopped when he saw she clearly was not amused. "Okay, fine. Sorry. Look, there was a lot of emotions last night. No need to let that ruin some fun, right? I know you have always wanted to try a threesome. Now's your chance." She stays in the doorway, unwavering and still glaring straight ahead. "C'mon, babe. Just because we're not dating anymore doesn't mean we should give up on good sex. I've missed making those tits of yours bounce up and down." He lowers his voice a bit and throws on a seductive tone. "And I know you're craving my big meat inside you. No other guy can fuck you the way I can. You've said that yourself."

Finally, Melody smiles. Thinking he is in, Keith grins and leans in. Then she starts speaking. "Well, Keith. I am glad to say I have been proven 100% wrong on that matter. I found a guy last night who made me cum ten times harder than you ever have. He was so good that I know realize just how shitty you are in bed."

"This again? Stop making things up; it makes you really unattractive."

"You think I'm lying?" She scoffs. She grabs the hem of the t-shirt she is wearing and pulls it so he can see just how big it is on her. "Whose shirt do you think this is, genius?"

"So he's still there? Why don't you bring him out if he's real." Keith presses her. You can't stay hidden any longer. You lean into his viewpoint and wave. Keith rolls his eyes and groans. "Oh, right. The roommate. Give me a break, babe. It didn;t work last night and it's not going to now."

"Jack." The redhead says calmly and motions for you with one finger. You walk up next to her.

"Yeah?" You ask, only to have her push you against the door and engulf your mouth with another intense kiss. You are shocked for just a second, then return the favor. You grab her ass like you did before and she lifts up one leg against your side so you can stroke her thigh too. She pulls away after a second and guides your mouth to her neck, which you kiss and bite lightly. Melody lets out a lustful moan, throwing her head back and letting her red hair cascade down. She peers over at Keith who standing there with a mixture of confusion and shock on his face.

"A little privacy please." She says to him. "I am about to have mind-blowing sex with a real man." She pulls you away from the door, then slams it shut in Keith's face. You lock it immediately afterward and you both stare at each other expectantly, waiting for any sound. When no more knocks came, you both start laughing uncontrollably until you are gasping for air.

"That was amazing." You say between wheezes.

"I don't think he'll be coming back around again." She replies with a chuckle.

"So, still want to go to my bed and make-out?" You ask her after the laughter dies down.

"Bed, yes. But I actually had some other plans." Melody says, blushing a bit. "Getting intimate in the doorway in front of Keith has really turned me on. Are you up for another round?"

"I can be." You say slyly. "If you help get me there."

"Good." She grins and heads off to her dresser. "I'll go get the handcuffs."

"Who's going to be wearing them?" You ask, raising up one eyebrow. She turns around and gives you a sexy wink.

"Let's find out."