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I examined him lying on his back with his black sleeveless t-shirt resting deliciously on his toned chest. The imprint resting on his right thigh made my mouth water and my center ache. I wanted him.
I admired all the intricate inkwork on his arms. Humming the music notes on his right arm, I realized I knew the song.
“You figured out the song?”
He asked with his eyes still closed.
“Yes, Change is Gone Come by Sam Cooke. Is he your favorite songwriter? Or is that your favorite song?”
“Both. I found this song when I started studying lyrics and knew I wanted to write songs that moved people.”
Ty opened his eyes and looked at me through his long lashes.
“My mother’s friend had a piano at her house when I was a kid. I would go over there and play around. One day they realized I was actually playing songs I’d heard.”
“So, you honestly came out of the womb playing music?”
“Basically. Hey, thank you for helping me with my mom.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that.”
“I do.”
I crawled on top of him, straddling him. The dormant imprint was no longer dormant or resting to the right. It was at full strength, straining against his shorts.
A lazy grin spread across his face.
Leaning down, I kissed him while freeing his erection.
After shimming out of my shorts, I threw my t-shirt over my head and lined him up with my opening. Taking it slow initially, I gave myself time to adjust to his girth and length.
Moving rhythmically on top of him, I swayed my hips, enjoying the slight pain and immense pleasure. His long fingers dug into my thighs while he encouraged me to continue.
“That’s right, Mads. Ride that shit. Damn, you’re so tight and wet. You got my shit so hard.”
A man who wasn’t afraid to be vocal during sex turned me on.
“It’s wet for you.”
“Hell yeah,” Ty grunted.
I rode him, tightening and releasing my muscle until I saw his eyes close and his grip on my ass tightened. In one quick move, he flipped me onto my back and urgently pumped his entire length into me, filling places that had never been touched.
He threw my legs over his shoulders and used his thumb to rub my pearl. My orgasm came hard and fast.
“Ah,” I said as my breath caught in my throat, and a wave of euphoria washed over my body.
“Damn,” Tiberius grunted as he ascended.
CHAPTERFIVE
MADALEE
“Mr. Vesey,” I said after my last student entered the music room.
“Ms. Stevenson,” Ty said and quickly winked.
I waited until I turned around to smile.
