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“One day, you might let me in and tell me about it.”
“Maybe, but let’s not ruin the moment.”
He nods.
Using his hands to slide me closer to the edge of the piano, he then dips his head, thoroughly tasting my sex, swirling his tongue in all the right places.
My feet hit random piano keys, composing a messy piece with jumbled lyrics made up of gasps and praises as he works me into a frenzy of moans and whimpers.
He lifts my legs over his shoulders, two fingers pulsing inside with deliberate purpose as his mouth returns to my clit. They work together in unison to race shivers of ecstasy through my body.
I throw my arms back, my palms hitting the top of the polished surface for balance so I can watch his head bobbing as he guides me through a loud leg-shaking orgasm. My body rocks with euphoria, his mouth and fingers keeping up their onslaught, drawing out my release until I am panting my way toward another fast orgasm. I am writhing with arousal, my thighs gripping his head, my back arching as his fingers curl, stroking my G-spot until I can’t hold the orgasm off any longer. “Tucker… bloody hell…Aaaahhh,”I cry out.
Finally, he tears his mouth away from my pussy; my breaths are jagged as I come down from the oral sex high he took me to.
He wipes his chin with the back of his hand. “So, fucking delicious.”
“Tucker… thank you,” I pant.
He chuckles. “Anytime.”
My legs get gently placed down, and then he grabs each hand hauling me into a sitting position, looking up at me from where he’s now sitting on the bench seat, with a sincere expression.
I bend over so I have access to his mouth, licking his lips, then kissing him, thoroughly tasting myself.
“Keep that up, and we will be late for breakfast, Shagspeare.”
“Didn’t you give me two choices?” I honestly can’t find any reason to deny myself this moment in the music studio. Except for one big reason, but I refuse to let it spoil this time together.
“Now, who is the cocky one?” Tucker’s grin is pure filth.
“I hear we are on a time limit.” I’m committing to going all the way, feeling nervous and lustful.
Tucker runs his hand through his hair, moving it out of his face. “Swing your legs around to the side.”
I do as he says, and he’s there, ready to help me down.
“I’m going to fuck you from be—”
“Soon, I want to do something first. Turn around, Royal, face the baby grand, and stay still, don’t move until I tell you.”
Both eyebrows shoot up in surprise, but he can’t hide how turned on he is with my bossiness. “Shagspeare, do you have control issues?”
“Nope, just want to try something. Get naked,” I order, standing behind him.
“You speak my language.” His remaining clothes disappear.
“Now palms on the baby grand,” I command. “Spread your legs wide.”
He looks over his shoulder. “You are going to give Big A—”
I smack his tight bum, shocking him into silence. “You talk too much.”
I step between his legs, reaching around his naked body, and fist Big A with one hand as best I can.
Tucker hisses in a sharp breath. “Damn, where have you been hiding?”
My response is to grip his girth harder and pump his long length from the base to the tip until he curses under his breath, his head dropping between his shoulders. “Jesus, Ophelia, you are so fucking hot. Stroke me harder.”
