Free His Paris Affair (The Albury Affairs) by Christina Ow Page A

her scream, her eyes

popping open. She struggled to push herself up onto her elbows, her eyes

riveted on where he disappeared inside her.
    “Watch me Mel, watch as I go in and out of you. Watch as I

come home.”
    She wrapped her hand around his wrist, holding herself up,

her eyes never leaving his glittering shaft, wet with her cum.
    “This belongs to me Melody, only me. No other dick should

call this home. This is mine all mine.”
    She nodded, her hair falling over her face. “Ruiz!”
    He placed one leg under his armpit and leaned forward,

forcing her to her back as he bent her body, keeping one leg over his shoulder.

She screamed as he sank deeper into her, pistoning into her with long and sure

strokes. Her body began to tremble again, her head tossing from side to side as

she whimpered. She was close, and so was he. He rubbed his thumb harder and

faster against her clit until she finally came apart, bucking off the floor. It

was addictive, the feel of her body spasm around his shaft as she came. It made

him pound into her harder, faster as his thumb delivered its own dose of

torment to her. She fought him now as she came, her orgasm too intense. He

could feel it by how much tighter she got around him, but it felt so good, too

good to stop. Harder faster his strokes grew until she finally went limp under

him, completely drained and then finally, he joined her in heaven, coming with

her name on his lips.

 
    * * * *

 
    Melody wasn’t sure how long they lay there, with him wet and

heaving for breathe above her. It felt good to have him on top of her after

such a long time, but her need for air made her push at him. With a grunt, he

pulled out of her, falling to his back and taking her with him. He tucked her

into his side, her head on his chest. She listened, watched and felt as he

finally got his breath, his heart back to beating at a normal beat. She didn’t

say a word, hoping he wouldn’t either and ruin the moment. She just wanted to

hold him, have him hold her—forever.
    He caressed her hair, his hands running up and down her

naked back. “I never thought this would ever happen again,” he whispered

wistfully.
    “What’s that?” she whispered back drawing on his broad chest

with her pinky.
    “Us, lying naked on this floor, in this suite... I never

thought we would have this again after…”
    He didn’t finish, but he didn’t have to. She already knew

what he was going to say.
    “Tell me…about your plan to take the resort from Reno.”
    He sighed deeply, his chest moving her head up then slowly

down. She could tell that wasn’t what he wanted to discuss after the best sex

they’d had together yet—at least to her it surpassed all their other encounters

but she was sure a year without each other was what fueled it—but she really

needed to know what had made her blindly throw their future away.
    “Please, tell me.”
    He sat them both up and then reached for his shirt and

passed it to her before he grabbed his jeans. As she slid her arms into his

soft black dress shirt, she watched as he stood, pushing one leg after the

other into the blue jeans. He straightened and pulled them up over his hips,

then with a wink at her that made her blush ten shades of red, he pushed his

half erect shaft in and zipped them up. He lowered himself back on the floor

facing her, that come heather look still on his face. With a shake of her head

and a laugh, Melody looked away and kept buttoning up the shirt.
    “I’d hate to ruin such a good mood with that discussion.”
    She turned to face him and his reluctance was clear on his

face. He really didn’t want to talk about it and she really needed to know.
    “I’m sorry—”
    “But you still want to know,” he finished. She nodded and he

sighed again running his palm up his face and over his head, pushing his hair

back. A wasted effort as it bounced right back over his face.
    “Drink?”
      She shook her

head