While Melody sat on him at a straddle, her finger lifted. “A trillion times,” she corrected. Melody was aware of her beauty, however she ceased to understand why Leroy was so persistent considering that there were many, many beautiful girls willing to throw themselves at him. Each hand went to rest at his shoulders and sighed. “No. You’ll get sick of asking,” she chuckled.
Nonetheless, her arms wrapped around his torso and went to rest her head on his chest. “Again, only a few more days until you get rid of me. Aw, lucky you,” she grinned jokingly. “So, one full week without sex. And how does that make you feel?” she asked in a mocking psychiatrist voice.