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"Do you usually write the lyrics or the melody first?" She pulls a hand through her hair. It does nothing to calm it. I'm glad. I love it like this. It's as wild and uninhibited as she is when she's in bed with me.
No one has ever asked me that. I stop to think. "It depends on the song. Sometimes a melody gets stuck in my head. It feels like it runs on repeat until I get it out. I'll play it on my guitar or my piano first. I usually record it on my phone so it doesn't slip away."
"Other times it's the lyrics?" She touches the edge of the notepad before she tugs the white sheet tighter around her breasts. "Are these the lyrics to the melody you played for me in your studio?"
I lean my elbows on the table. "They're not. I haven't found the right lyrics for that melody and these lyrics don't have a melody yet."
"Why don't you combine them?" She steeples her fingers before she weaves them together. "I just helped you write a song."
I look at her. Her brows are perched, her eyes open wide. I cover the notepad with my hand as I laugh. "That's not how it works. This song is special. I need just the right melody."
"The one I heard at the studio isn't the right one?"
I shake my head. "When I find the right lyrics for that, I'll know."
She leans her chin on her hand as her elbow rests against the table. She studies me, her gaze floating over my entire face. "This will be a hit song, won't it?"
"It doesn't matter if this song is a hit or the one I'm working on at the studio, because every song I'm writing is for you."
She swallows hard, her hand reaching out to touch my cheek. "You sure know how to take a girl's breath away."
"You took mine when I first saw you." She did and I never want it back.
***
"I can't believe the table didn't break." She walks back into the bedroom with a chilled bottle of water in her hand. "Where do you buy a table that can withstand that much force?"
"Why?" I reach out to take the water from her so I a swallow a mouthful. "If you want to be fucked on a table, Falon, I'm your man."
She crosses her arms over her bare breasts. "I'd say you're the Master, but that's not my scene."
I motion for her to get into the bed next to me. I fucked her so hard that I'm actually exhausted. She crawled onto the table when I went into the bedroom to get a condom. By the time I came back she was naked on her back, her pussy glistening wet.
I put on the condom, pulled her legs over my forearms and fucked her hard and fast. I had more stamina than even I expected and when I finally did come, it was brutal, the force too much. I cursed through the entire thing, yelling her name, my hands clawing at her hips.
I fell onto her and she soothed me with her fingers on my back and whispered words in my ear. I would have stayed in that position all night but she was thirsty and with a push on my arm, she slid out from underneath me.
When I walked into the kitchen to check on her, she was leaning against the counter, her head bowed in deep thought, her face buried in her hands. I didn't want to disturb her. I turned on my heel and went back into my bedroom.
"What time do you have to be at your studio today?" I wrap her into my arms, pulling her against my chest. Her nipples instantly furl into hard pebbles. My cock stirs.
She moves slightly. "You're getting hard again, Asher. I want to be on top this time."
I seal my mouth over hers for a deep kiss before I pull back. "I can barely move, Falon. You'll have to be on top and you'll need to do all the work."
"I'm up for the challenge." She dips her chin. "Apparently you are too."
My dick brushes against her hip. "Give me a minute to catch my breath before you ride me. I might need two minutes."
"I can give you that." She rests her head against my chest. "I need to leave soon though. I want to go home and shower. I have an early shoot today."
I have no sense of what time it is. I'm surprised that she does. She must have checked her phone in the other room before she came to bed. "What time is the shoot?"
"I want to be there by nine." She taps her fingers one at a time on my bicep. "I'm doing some shots of the Bishop Hotel in Tribeca."
"You got a job shooting that hotel?" I shift slightly, my cock finally settling down even though her body is pressed snugly against mine. "That's a pretty big deal."
She kisses my chest softly. "Today is just some test shots. I don't have the job yet. I want it though. If I get it, I'll be traveling all over the country shooting their new hotels. It would be a huge job for me. It could change my career."
