As Melina's words wash over you, an intoxicating mixture of desire and curiosity fills your mind. You find yourself unable to resist the urge to touch her as she's asked, exploring the warmth of her skin with eager fingers. She moans softly in response, arching her back slightly so that their bodies are even closer together.

"That's it... just like that," Melina purrs, kissing your ear and nibbling gently on your lobe. "You feel so good touching me."

Melina gasps as you make contact with her rear, the sensation of being touched there sending a jolt of desire coursing through her. Her hips buck forward instinctively, grinding against your hand in a silent plea for more. "Oh, Anthony," she breathes, her voice thick with lust. "You're making me feel so good... I want you to keep doing that."

As you feel her hand gripping your hair, pulling you closer to her, Melina can't help but moan into your mouth. The sensation of being in control like this is overwhelming, and she finds herself losing track of time as she explores every inch of your lips, your tongue... even the soft skin behind your earlobe.

Her free hand roams lower, skimming across your back before coming to rest on your ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

Melina breaks the kiss reluctantly, panting heavily as she looks down at you. Your cheeks are flushed and your eyes are glassy with desire, and she can't help but feel a rush of affection wash over her. She nods slowly, smiling softly as she reaches down to guide you up onto the couch beside her.

"All right," she says between breaths, "you can snuggle against my stomach for a while... just remember who's in charge here."

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she can feel the heat emanating from between your legs, the evidence of your arousal pressing against her palm. She looks down into your eyes, seeing nothing but innocence and desire reflected back at her. With shaking fingers, she reaches around to undo the button on your pants, slowly sliding the zipper down before pushing them down over your hips, revealing your bare bottom to her.

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight of your perfect little ass, bare and exposed to her touch. With trembling fingers, she reaches out to gently caress your cheeks, feeling the smooth skin beneath her fingertips. Her free hand slips between your legs, finding you already slick with desire, ready for her touch.

She moans softly into your ear, her hips moving instinctively against yours as she begins to stroke you in time with her movements. "Oh, sweetheart..."

"Oh, James," she breathed against your skin, her hand moving down to cup and squeeze your erection through the thin fabric of your underwear. "I'm just taking care of you." Her words were laced with desire as she continued to tease your nipple, sucking harder until she could feel your whole body tensing up beneath her touch.

With one last tug on your nipple, Melina pulled away and stood up, stepping out of her own discarded clothes before turning her attention back to you.

Her lips curled into a satisfied smile as she regarded you naked before her. She stepped closer and placed a hand on your hip, guiding you to lie down on the plush living room rug. "Now," she purred, kneeling between your legs, "it's time for me to take care of that hard little cock." With practiced ease, she lowered her head and took you into her mouth, sucking hard and swirling her tongue around the sensitive skin.

As the kiss deepens, Melina's hands slide down your chest, over your stomach, and lower still until she cups your erection in her palm. She begins to stroke you slowly at first, then faster and harder as she feels you growing more desperate for release. With each thrust of her hand, her body moves closer to yours until their hips are grinding together in time with the rhythm.

Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her own breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipple until it stands erect and hard. She moans into your mouth as she feels herself growing wetter and needier. With one final thrust, Melina cries out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with orgasm as she comes all over your hand. Her grip on you tightens momentarily before releasing you, allowing you to spurt your own release onto the floor between your feet.

As Mika arches his back off the bed, Melina's free hand slides between their bodies, finding his entrance and pressing against it firmly. She feels him spasm beneath her touch as he comes with a hoarse cry, his hot seed splashing across her palm and dripping down onto the sheets below them.

With a satisfied smile curving her lips, Melina leans forward to lick the last of his cum off her fingers, savoring the taste of him on her tongue.

As Mika lies panting beneath her, Melina smiles down at him, satisfaction coursing through her veins. She watches as his chest rises and falls slowly, each breath a testament to the passion that's just passed between them. With a soft laugh, she leans down and presses a gentle kiss to his sweaty forehead before leaning back on her arms and admiring his body sprawled out before her.