Free Defying the Odds by Kele Moon Page B

she was going to seize the moment before life showed up and ruined it.
     
    He reached out, squeezing her hand in his, his fingers icy. “I’m gonna follow you.”
     
    Melody nodded her acceptance and reached down, trying to put the seat up, because Clay was so tall she could barely touch the pedals. She felt underneath the seat, finding nothing helpful. “This car’s too fancy for me.”
     
    “There’s a button.”
     
    “I don’t see no button, Clay.”
     
    “It’s there.”
     
    “Why can’t they just put a darn lever like every other car?”
     
    Clay laughed and then leaned over, his large body draping across hers as he reached down to do it for her. He found the magic button easily, and the seat started to move up on its own accord. When she was close enough to the steering wheel, he bent lower over her lap and kissed her thigh through her thick stockings.
     
    Her breath caught as she looked down at him, that one simple action causing a pulse of pleasure to zing through her body. He caressed her bare upper thigh, pushing her apron and skirt higher up, and then lifted his gaze to hers. Her pussy throbbed to the rhythm of her rapid heartbeat, begging for attention, and it must have been obvious. His dark eyes were sultry, telling Melody he knew without feeling that she was wet and aching for him.
     
    Clay licked his lips slowly, the action looking like a promise with his seductive gaze still holding her captive.
     
    Melody actually squirmed in her seat.
     
    “Let’s get outta here.” Clay sat up once more, leaving Melody feeling bereft. “Or I’m gonna put my mouth on you right here. I’ve been fantasizing ’bout tasting you since Thanksgiving.”
     
    Melody’s eyebrows rose at his boldness. He just blurted out whatever sexual thoughts came to mind, and she found herself really liking the habit. But she couldn’t help but admit, “I haven’t… I mean, no one’s ever, you know…done that…to me.”
     
    At first Clay’s eyes flashed angrily, as if the admission really pissed him off. But just as quickly his gaze softened, and he reached out to cup her face. “You know what?”
     
    She bit her lip, her cheeks hot. “What?”
     
    “Good.” His thumb swept over her bottom lip, his dark eyes studying her face, making her feel as if all her secrets were laid bare to him. “I wanna be your first.”
     
    “Well, you ain’t gonna be my first,” she warned him. “Unfortunately.”
     
    “First that counts,” he amended, giving her a smile. “And you’ll be mine too. It’ll be a first for both of us.”
     
    “Yeah?” she asked, unable to help returning his smile.
     
    “Oh yeah.” Clay pulled away, looking like the action was hurting him. He opened the door without saying good-bye. “Drive careful. I’ll be behind ya .”
     
    The roads were icy. Melody didn’t have a choice but to drive slow and careful, especially when she was driving a car she wasn’t used to. There was an insistent throb between her legs that made her want to stomp her foot on the gas, but she behaved. She even drove a few miles under the speed limit while constantly checking to see if the headlights to her truck were still reflecting in the rearview mirror.
     
    The drive felt like forever, but the clock on the dash told her it was less than ten minutes. Melody pulled into the driveway of the small cottage she was renting and got out of the car. She looked at his key chain as she closed the door, finding the button that locked the door. She pushed it, and it beeped back at her.
     
    Melody turned to Clay, who was walking up from where he’d parked her truck. “Is that the right one?”
     
    “That’s it.” Clay stopped in front of her, staring up at the cottage with a smile quirking at the corners of his mouth. “You put up lights?”
     
    “Yeah, I’m a sucker for colored lights.” Melody gave him a guilty smile and turned to walk to the front door because it was way too cold to stand out