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“It does.” He stands beside me as the cold winter wind whips our hair into our eyes. “The sunsets are incredible from up here.”
“I bet.” I turn and look out over the overcast city. “It is cold though.”
“Definitely,” he says with a laugh and pulling me into his arms. Neither of us is wearing a coat, so we only stay out for another minute before racing back into the warmth of his apartment.
He pushes me against the wall as soon as we get back inside, one leg sliding between mine. Then he leans down, covering my mouth with his. I part my lips immediately, our tongues tangling in slow strokes.
“I’ve thought about you here so many times over the years,” he whispers against my lips. “What it would be like to wake up in my bed beside you. I knew you were married, but it never stopped the thoughts of you from creeping into my mind.”
“Sometimes when I was locked in the basement room, I would imagine laying on the lawn at FPA with you. I’d catalog all the songs you taught me, by band, year released, and genre,” I confess to him softly. “You and your love of music literally held me through some of my darkest moments, Nolan.”
“Liv.” He takes a shuddering breath as he rests his forehead against mine. “I hate that you needed to do that, but I love that you thought of me. You will never be in that position again; I promise you that.”
“I know. I’m home now.” I kiss him again, but he stops us before things get too heavy.
“Okay, more of that later. I want to cook you dinner and play you music until you tell everyone else that I’m your favorite,” he says with a sly grin.
“I’ll never pick a favorite, but I encourage all of you to spoil me in your efforts.”
He smiles and leads me back down to the main level where he starts preparing dinner. I lift myself onto the counter beside him and watch as he tenderizes two chicken breasts before pan frying them. Then he adds cream and sun-dried tomatoes to the skillet. He starts a small pot of pasta as well.
The entire vibe of the night is so casual and intimate that I forget all about everything going on outside these four walls. We talk and laugh over a bottle of wine. Eventually he leads me over to his piano, lifting me effortlessly to sit on top of it. I move my legs out of the way as he starts to play ‘Moonlight Sonata’.
Goosebumps erupt over my skin at his beautiful tenor and the emotion seeping into his voice as he looks me in the eye while he plays. By the time he’s finished, I’m about to melt off the edge of the piano and into a puddle at his feet.
He has a different idea though. He pushes me back so I’m laying across the top of the piano with him between my legs. He tears my leggings and panties off in one fast swoop. My legs drop onto the keys, causing loud sounds to fill the suddenly quiet room. I don’t even sense movement before his mouth is on me, flicking my clit back and forth with his tongue before sucking it between his lips.
My shirt is pushed up, exposing my lace-covered breasts. He uses his long fingers, elegant enough to play Chopin and deadly enough to kill for me, to torture my nipples. I gasp and grip the edge of the piano as they pinch and twist the taut peaks with the perfect amount of force. My legs tremble as my orgasm builds.
The heat inside me explodes when I look in the window and catch our reflection. His face buried between my spread legs is mind-blowingly erotic. The possessive way his hands splay over my chest while I arch upward in absolute fucking ecstasy. He devours my orgasm like it’s his last meal, not stopping until my panted breaths slow.
He lifts his head and gives me a satisfied smirk before tearing my bralette down the middle and pulling my shirt all the way off. I’m completely naked before him, and he soon joins me. He sits back down on the bench, pulling me into his lap and impaling me with his cock. My elbows land on the keyboard making hideous noises.
“I’ve always thought about fucking you like this,” he says as he holds my hips still and surges in and out of me. “Owning your perfect pussy on my piano.”
He bites his lip and stares down at where our bodies are joined. The sound of my skin slapping, our moans, and my elbows hitting the keys in time with his thrusts make up the soundtrack of our fucking.
I feel him swell inside me as my walls tighten around his cock. One of his hands stays on my hip, his fingers digging into the skin to leave their mark. The other hand tangles in my hair as he brings us face to face, forehead against forehead.
“Tell me you will never leave me again. Tell me you are just as desperate for me as I am for you.” A tear rolls down his cheek. “Tell me you love me as much as I have always loved you.”
I wipe his tear and claim his lips. “I do. I love you so much. I’m yours Nolan. Today, tomorrow, forever. I will never leave you again.”
He comes while we kiss each other with those promises. The hand that had been holding my hip moves to my clit, pinching it the same way he pinched my nipples earlier and striking the match to my orgasm. I bite down on his lip, tasting the metallic tang of his blood on my tongue. Our bodies are still wrapped together, and now it feels like our souls are bound by our words, our passion, and our violence.
* * *
Bright morning sunlight is streaming through the windows when I feel the bed sink beside me. I open an eye expecting to see Nolan, but instead Grant is sitting beside me. I look over at the other side of the bed in confusion and then back at him.
“Nolan had to go take care of some stuff with Lake this morning back at the house upstate. I brought coffee.” He holds out a steaming mug of the gods’ nectar.
“Thank you.” I sit up, reaching for the cup with one hand and clutching the sheet to my chest with the other.
His features sharpen and he holds the cup out of reach. “Drop the sheet. There’s nothing to hide from me.”
I hesitate. I know there are marks from Nolan’s hands and mouth on various parts of my body, and I don’t want to trigger Grant. Especially knowing how he reacted to me arriving with bruised ribs and broken bones from Tripp.
It clearly takes me too long because he reaches down and pulls the sheet completely off. The cool air hits my body, sending goosebumps from my neck to my toes. I watch his face as his eyes roam down my body. His lip curls in a half-smirk when he sees the bite mark on my left breast.
