Chapter 4

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P.O.V.: Raiden

"I love you too, Raiden," she breathed softly to me. Soemthing about the sentence made my breath hitch. I smiled at her and kissed the hollow of her neck unconciously.

My lips stayed there, taking in the feel of her heated, soft skin. And it as though the fact that she was like a sister to me was forgotten as I took in her cinnamon scent.

My vision blurred slightly and I held in a groan. My body shook with the effort to keep in the lustful noise; I didn't want to scare her. I pulled her tight against me.

My lips pressed harder agianst her skin as I slid my hands slowly up and down the sides of her torso. Her curves... God... How had I not noticed her curves before?

They were deep and shallow in all the right places. I gripped her hips hard, no longer worried about frightening her. No. I was more concerned about keeping in the lust that was building up quickly inside of me. I was completely losing the battle with lust.

Digging my nails firmly into her hips, I re-positioned them so they fit tightly against mine. I breahed in her scent just one more time. Desire ran white-hot through my body as I felt the undeniable throb between my legs.

I wanted.... no, I needed more. More and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more...

I shifted her hips even closer to me and a sigh fell off of my lips; the groan I had been trying to hold in rolling off of my tongue after it. Asour body-contactwas quenching my desire, it was also building it up.

My hand stroked her outer thighs, going down her knees and back up. I switched to her inner thighs the third time I came to her knees. I massaged her inner thighs, slowly crawling up to my destination.

Again, the need for more swamped over my common sense. I opened my mouth and let my tongue taste her skin. I let out a choked moan. She tasted better than what she smelled like.

Then my hands met her the warm place between her lucious thighs. I bit down hard on her neck, allowing the waves of desire wash over me. Again and again and again...

"Oh, God," an innocently beautiful voice moaned aloud, "Raiden!!" I hardened even more, my muscles clenching all over my body, from my jaw to my toes. A moan slipped through my lips in response.

Holy fuck, if this chick moaned one more time... wait. That voice was familiar.

I looked up to see Melody in my lap, her cheeks flushed, her dark grey eyes half closed in ecstacy. My mind reeled back in shock. Melody quickly snapped out of it and jumped back inside the passenger's seat.

Fucking great... I thought, she's going to hate me now...

Silently, I turned on the car and pulled back onto the road. After a few minutes on debating whether I should keep quiet or apologize, I spoke up. "Mel, I'm sor-"

I didn't get to finish.

"Can we go to your house?" she snapped. My jaw clenched. I knew she would fucking hate me. I caught a glimpse of her unreadable face from the corner of my eye and gave her a curt nod, taking a sharp right turn.

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