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Suddenly the magic stops. I sit up at attention and he stands.

“What’s wrong, my love?”

“I don’t think we should do this.”

“Oh. I understand. This isn’t something you’re used to; you know, being with a non-person of color.”

“No, no. That’s not it at all. I mean, it’s true, but no. That doesn’t bother me at all.”

“Then what is it?”

I think about why I was hired by his label. “Meteor wanted me to clean up your image, and aside from the medium substance abuse, there was an overwhelming number of paternity suits. Meaning, you slept with a lot of women, unprotected.”

“And you're wondering if it’s safe to sleep with me?”

“Part of my job was to review your health records, and you just had your physical a month ago. I know you’re clean. I’m wondering how many women you have given this level of attention to and if I’m setting myself up for heartache.”

“Zero.”

“‘Zero’? You’ve slept with women who’ve claimed that you knocked them up.”

“And all of those paternity suits were proven false. Do you know why? Because I used protection. Despite my state of altered behaviour, I was always conscious enough to make sound decisions.”

“Really?”

“Yes. You are also the first woman I’ve ever fucked in my bed, let alone in my home.”

“But we’re on a piano.”

“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you here too.” He slides his finger back into my still wet puss.

I gasp, my mouth agape. “Simon,” I call out, grabbing onto him, and pressing deep into his flesh.

He works his fingers around, stimulating both my g-spot and clitoris, and takes my mouth with his.

I gyrate my hips against his fingers, bringing forth my release. The level of euphoria that pours through me is deliverance from my past and an emergence all at once.

He slows his circling of my clit. “That’s it, my lover. Just relax. This is only the beginning.” He removes his fingers and spreads them apart, marveling at the long stretchy string of juices that linger between them. Then he sticks them both into his mouth and sucks off all my nectar.

Honestly, it is some of the hottest shit I’ve ever been a part of.

His smile shows he’s pleased with my reaction. He climbs on top of the piano, both of us lying back.

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I want you, need you, Myka. You are the calm I’ve always searched for but never found. And you deserve more than that other person could ever give you. He’s a dick for how he treated you, and I want to help you forget he ever existed.”

I untie the string on his jammies, reach inside, and play with his hard cock, softly stroking the shaft and encircling the head with my fingers. Rising onto my knees and positioning where my legs rest on each side of him, I hover above his crotch, my naked body on full display.

He reaches up and fondles my breasts, paying attention to the nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger.

“Simon?”

“Yes, my love.”

“Help erase my memory.”

He removes his shirt, then lifts and pushes his sleepwear down, giving me access to his beautiful, tatted body.

His nipple piercings call my mouth to their attention. I slowly lick around the metal rods and hoops that adorn his tiny buds. This brings him great delight.

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