Yes

"I could kiss you for hours." You say into her neck, causing her to groan a bit and you feel the hand on the back of your head tighten it's hold. "But I think it's time to move on."

"Noooo." She protests softly, eyes still closed tightly.

"I'm in charge, remember." You admonish her. You lightly bite the nape of her neck, causing her to yelp. "So when I say it is time to move on, I expect no arguments."

"O-of course." Melody says, trying to get a hold of herself. It was obvious your kisses had thrown her for a loop. She takes a deep breath and tries to let her arousal settle down. "Sorry, I will do better."

"You are lucky you are so cute when you lose control." You grin. Her face flushes again and you start to realize that her submissive act is becoming less and less of an act; she is actually giving up her control to you. She wasn't playing a role...she actually trusts you enough to make it real. "Boyfriend #2. Bobby Baker."

"Bobby was pushy...he wanted to go further than I would let him." She says, still regulating her breaths. "Hence why our relationship didn't last long. But he was the first guy I did any heavy petting with. Almost exclusively over our clothes."

"That's a bit of a problem." You chuckle, alluding to your shared state of undress. Melody laughs a bit too, although a bit nervously; you can tell she is still apprehensive about where this is going to go. You are determined to see how far you can push her. You run your hand up and and down her back to make sure her arousal is stoked just enough to help keep her moving forward. "So...almost?"

"One time, I let him reach under my shirt and caress my bare boobs." She says with a subconscious swallow.

"I can make do with that one." You smile mischievously. "Now turn around for me." Deciding on unquestioning obedience, Melody silently turned 180 degrees on your lap so her back was facing to you. You realize that the shaft of your cock was now pressing up against her pussy, which you gleefully note is soaking wet.

"Like this?" She asks you over her shoulder.

"Good girl." You whisper in her ear before nibbling on the lobe gently.

"Ooooh." Melody sexy voice fills the air as your lips and teeth travel from her ear back down to her neck and shoulder, alternating light kisses with rougher bites and sucking. You know you are going to be leaving a shit load of hickies on her neck, but you could care less right now. You snake your arms around her body, rubbing her hips sensually. Then you glide your finger tips upward across her stomach and ribs until you reach the underside of her breasts. Ever so slowly, you run your hands up the sides of her beautiful tits and then bring your hands around to cup them firmly (as best as you can, considering they are quite a bit more than handful). You lift them up so you can feel the weight of them and your fingers sink into the soft skin. Her nipples harden against the palms of your hands. You knead them gently, savoring the wonderful sensation of actually holding the rack you have been lusting over for years.

"Your tits are fucking amazing." You tell her in a low voice. "Every time you paraded the twins around in one of your sexy bras, I always had to try and hold back from grabbing hold of them. It's great to finally be able to do it." You bite her shoulder, a little more roughly. "And I can feel your hard nipples telling me you are liking it too. Aren't you?"

"My body just keep reacting and giving me away." She gasps out. "I can't hide anything from you anymore."

"Good. I don't want to hear any carefully worded responses from you. I just want you to give in to me and tell me what you want and need."

"I want your cock in me." Melody blurts out without any further provocation. "I can barely take any more. I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me."

"I don't think we are quite there yet." You tease her, enjoying making her squirm. You rub your palms against her sensitive nipples for a bit. "You didn't go all the way with Bobby, did you?"

"No." She groans in disappointment. "C-can I at least touch your cock? It is driving me crazy just throbbing against my crotch."

"Did you do that for Bobby?"

"No, but I did for Timothy Garmin. Boyfriend #3. He was my first handjob." She looks back over her shoulder again. "Please tell me you are ready to move forward again."