My Melody (Downtown Book 3)
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and resemblance to persons; living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
My Melody
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Published by:
Tiffany J West
Copyright © 2015 by:
Tiffany J West
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Kendra Johnson
Cover model:
Craig Gierish
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Author Carian Cole
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Table of Contents
Other series written by T.J.West
Websites/Facebook pages to follow
Other series by T. J. West
The Rain Series
November Rain - book 1
Purple Rain - book 2
Rain Street - book 3
Downtown Series
Forbidden Faith - book 1
Judging June - book 1.5
Harmony’s Healing - book 2
SHE THOUGHT I WAS SOMEONE
who worked behind the stage. She caught me staring at her outside the venue, we were both getting some fresh air. It was right after our performance. One look at me, she came straight over my way. She found me hot. Of course she did. I workout---like all of the time. I like to keep in shape, build muscle, look good for the ladies. What can I say? I love sex. I love hot women. If a hot chick wants to hide in a closet and fuck me, who am I to turn her down? I’m single, I’m not an ugly guy - so yeah, I’ll take her any way I can. The guys in the band call me a male slut. Okay, maybe I am. Can’t help it. I dig an epic orgasm. So when some sexy, badass woman with long “fuck me” legs, and tits bigger than my biceps asks me to meet her in the hall closet next to the greenroom, you better believe I’ll come running.
I sneak inside the closet. It’s dark as hell in here. I smell this erotic perfume invading my nostrils and a hand beginning to stroke my dick.
Oh yeah, right there, Baby
. In a blink, I am pushed down onto some kind of hard bench; I suck in a breath when I feel the zipper of my fly go down. The hot chick tells me to shut it or she won’t suck me off.
Hell, I better listen to her, then.
I don’t want to waste my night without getting some. I hear her breathe, smack her lips as she helps me pull down my boxer briefs. I want to touch this woman, but she won’t let me. She’s really got me in a whirlwind right now. In a matter of seconds her hand wraps around my hardened cock and the blazing warmth of her mouth covers every Goddamn inch of my length. I seethe through my teeth, and tightly grab onto the edges of the bench. I lay my head back and groan.
Have mercy, this chick is a fucking Goddess
! The long strands of her hair tickle my cock as she continues to stroke me up and down. She moans and tells me how good I taste.
If only I could taste her as well.
I am on fire for this woman. What she’s doing to me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. She knows her game, how to make a man beg for more.
I am feeling it.
Oh yeah, I am feeling my favorite part.
It’s leading it’s way toward the end of the finish line. The last meal of the day, and no complaints whatsoever. It’s fucking bliss, I tell ya. “Oh Baby, I’m comin’ quick…fuck!” I yell. My head slams against the wall. I am sweating, out of breath.
Who the fuck is this woman
? I need to see her face again. I am panting like a dog in heat, trying to to catch my breath when I ask, “What’s your name?” I hop back into my boxers and jeans when I am suddenly blinded by the glare of the light turning on. I squeeze my eyes shut. Seconds later I get molested inside my mouth.
Hot damn this woman, her tongue has amazing skills
!
Of course I immediately follow along and molest her back; my hands are all over her. I squeeze her plump ass and crash her body into mine and we continue to suck face. I deepen the kiss, growl from our insane chemistry. We fit like a glove. She’s tall - tall enough we almost meet eye to eye - curvy and she smells fantastic!
I am not ready when she pushes our locked lips apart, and steps away. “I don’t give out my name to strangers, Sexy,” she winks at me.
Wow, she’s hot as hell, and fucking beautiful
! She has black, shoulder length, wavy hair - pinned away from her face on one side - spectacular dark olive green eyes, that will no doubt haunt me, thin heart shaped lips - which are no longer covered in lipstick - last, but certainly never least, is the small dark mole next to the corner of her right eye. Damn…I have never found moles to be so sexy, not until this blazing Goddess stepped into my vision. As I look her up and down, I bite my bottom lip - her body is smokin’! Her hot ass black jeans look like a second skin, not leaving a whole lot to the imagination. Fuck me boots up to her knees, and a small black leather vest, covering only a lacy black bra.
I love this woman
!
I quickly grab her and press her back into my chest. Her tits slam against me and of course my dick thanks me and decides to get hard again. “You just gave me the best Goddamn head,
ever
, how can I not know your name? I want your number too,” I beg.
“Nope. Not today. Not tomorrow.” She brings her mouth up to my ear. “Just remember that my mouth will always be the best compared to anyone else you stick your cock in.”
I throw my head back and laugh. I love her come back. “Hell, Baby, you are one sweet tease.”
“Not even that. I’m just older, wiser..and..well, smarter.”
An older woman
?
Even hotter.
“How much older? You don’t look more than twenty-eight.”
“You. Are.Too. Sweet.” She kisses me after every word.
“So, you won’t tell me your name or your age. I’ll just call you my mystery lady, then.”
“Whatever works,” she shrugs.
I still have her bound against me. Her hands land on my shoulders while my hands stay planted on her ass. “Can I see you again? I’ll be in town one more night. I’ll get you another backstage pass…please?”
She smirks at me. “I’ll be here.”
She just made my day. My turn for a comeback. I kiss the side of her neck and huskily promise in her ear, “Next time, it will be my turn. I may be younger, but I have a mouth you’ll never forget either. I’ll be the best you’ll ever have…and trust me, you’ll be screaming for more.”
“Is that so?” she chuckles, devilishly. “I’ve had a lot of men in my days, so don’t push your luck.”
“I’m not all those men.” Another promise I can certainly keep.
She gives me one last kiss, picks up her purse and leaves me. Unfortunately I don’t see her the next night or anytime after that. Not until the night of Faith and Helene’s party at Montgomery Suites - the night Helene and our music Producer, Gary, announced their engagement. Faith is the owner of the hotel and Helene is her mother. Helene works as the lead event coordinator of the hotel and moved from Arizona to be near her daughter, where she happened to meet Gary.
This mystery woman rocked my cock and my world. I have never met my match, someone who invaded my thoughts for months on end. My life is now spinning out of control. I am in lust and complete obsession. My days of being a manwhore have gone out the window. My mystery woman is now - my Melody.
