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His gripping of my ass is proof that he approves of my actions. “You do that well, you know.”
“Not as well as I do this,” I trail my tongue down his chest and around each line of his abs, making my way to his well-defined V-line. My feet hang over the edge of the piano and tickle the ivories beneath them as I inch a little lower to his dick. Taking his member into my mouth, I go as far down as I can without gagging and come up to the tip before repeating my actions.
“Fucking hell!”.
With each deep throat action, I swallow just a bit to make it feel like there is suction at the tip, then release. I continue this for a few minutes before releasing my hold and repositioning myself onto his engorged, veiny manhood. The head of his cock pierces my slick folds with a bit of sting as it stretches them beyond their limit.
“Shit,” I exclaim with each inch of his pole as I slide down it.
He grips my hips even tighter as he manages to adjust his length and girth into my box. The myths have all been thrown out of the window at this point. I lean forward, allowing the ride to be comfortable for us both. My nipples rub against his, and the friction heightens my arousal, which is clear from the increased moisture between my legs.
Simon releases his hold and takes my face between his palms. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Myka,” he whispers before joining my mouth with his. He rolls us over, placing him in the dominating position. Lifting my legs, he’s able to fit more of his member inside and thrusts slowly and as deep as I can take. He rests them on his shoulders and uses his thumb to play with my clit. “Come for me, princess,” he moans as he applies steady gentle pressure to my throbbing bud. His tempo increases, and I know he’s near his end.
I close my eyes and focus on the building climax deep within the walls of my pussy as his thrusts tickle the back. My hands find his legs and grip tight as he pumps a few more times.
The saturation of sweat and my juices dribble down my ass while he continues to stir them with each delicious move.
“That’s it, be a good little girl,” he grunts.
That’s the thing that pushes me over the edge. His accent, the way he calls me a little girl, and the fact he uses a low, growly voice send me and my juices to the edge of eruption.
“Oh, fuck,” I exclaim as pure joy rushes through me for the second time. My body trembles, my heart rate increases, and breathing becomes a pause and release to calm me down.
“Yes, that’s the look I want to see on your face. It’s so fucking sexy, and it belongs to me.” He pumps one last time, and he explodes. His warm fluids shoot deep within me, mixing with my own and spills onto the piano top. He lies on top of me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. He takes my hand and interlocks our fingers, bringing them to his mouth and placing a kiss on the union as if he is blessing it.
“I’m tired. I think I should go home now and rest.”
“No. I still have to break in my bed, remember.” He laughs, and I smile.
“Okay. I’ll stay. But I need three things.”
“Anything. Just name it.”
“A shower, some rest, and food.”
“You don’t need any clothes from your place?”
“I thought they were optional.”
“For the next two days, they aren’t even needed.” He kisses me, and soon we are going back at it on top of the piano.
I will never be able to look at a piano the same way ever again.
