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He reaches back and pulls the zipper down my back so my dress loosens and the straps fall off my shoulders. He traces his hands over the silk cups of my bra. I sigh.
“Let’s just stay naked this time,” I say.
“Okay, firefly,” Nathan says.
“I need you…so much,” I say. He leans forward and kisses me. “I love you,” I say it. There. When I say I need him, what I really mean is I love him anyway.
“I love you too, Isadora.”
His warm hand glides down my leg to my foot and squeezes it.
“Ahhh…” I sigh.
“I’m going to worship you tonight,” Nathan says to my delight. “As you should be worshipped every night.”
He takes my ankle in his strong fingers and squeezes it and kisses it softly.
“Tell me you belong to me,” he says.
“I…belong…” He adds another finger and slips my toes between his teeth. They slide over his fat, wet tongue. “To you…”
He squeezes my foot and starts fingering me hard, moving his fingers around to target all the right spots.
“OH…” My body lifts from the piano, and my other foot hits the keys. This is a good song, I think, with a smile on my face that lingers until he adds a third finger.
“NATHAN!”
“Hmm?” His response is light and means nothing. What matters is what he’s doing to my body.
My body rapidly uncurls in his grip as another orgasm rips through me. Even though I’ve passed the point of pleasure, Nathan kneels before me and licks me clean of my cum. After he’s cleans me out, he climbs onto his knees on the piano and kisses me hungrily as his hands roam my breasts. He’s insatiable, a starving need to devour me.
He reaches for the flask of whiskey I hadn’t noticed and offers it to me. I take a swig and feel it warm me up inside. As I hand it to him our fingers slide along each other’s. I take his hand and inhale the scent of his skin, smelling myself on his flesh. We lie down on the piano, a comfortable calm embracing us. Sounds echo in the distance. I’m not sure what he’s thinking, but I don’t bother with interrupting the peaceful tranquility between us. Sometimes silence says as much as words could.
“When I can’t sleep, I think about the softness of your lips,” Nathan’s voice cuts into the night.
“Really?”
“What can I do to help you sleep?” I ask. I want to help him.
“You already do…it…you help me, Isadora, you calm me down. I used to have these nightmares every night, but since I started making love to you, they’ve ended.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” “Nathan, baby.” I reach over to him and pull him near, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. I want him to know I want to keep him safe. We’re both protective of each other, holding each other, and caring for each other through the night.
Fireflies fill the vast space lighting up around us like golden lightbulbs. It’s a magical moment, and I want to fall asleep in his arms, his warm naked body pressed close to mine. We can wake up on the piano as it’s striped in warm sunshine, and we can fall into each other again, greeting each other with morning kisses.
It’s very quiet when I wake up to find Nathan studying me. I gaze into his eyes as he nears me, puckering his lips. I giggle and shut my eyes, and our lips press together. It’s a sleepy kind of kiss, our lips lazily sliding over each other’s necks. I slide my hand across his smooth chest, reveling in the tightness of his taut muscles. My hand meanders down the length of his cock, the thickness heavy and erect against my thigh.
I smile and admit, “I have no idea how you fit all of this into your jeans. It’s impressive.”
“It’s always a challenge to find that perfect pair of jeans,” he says. “Just like it was a challenge to find that perfect woman, but I did. I found you.” He runs his fingers through my hair and claims my mouth with his, rolling on top of me. His hungry cock probes against me, and I spread my legs and wrap them around his back, pulling him against my heat.
“Ahhh,” I moan as he slides up inside of me. He’s harder than he’s been all night, maybe it’s a very early version of morning wood. He moves perfectly, slow but with a determined stride. “Oh…” I moan, his movements precise and hitting all the right spots.
“Let me be on top,” I say. He rolls so he’s beneath me, and I cast my glance out over the edge of daybreak lighting up the sky. Those fireflies are gone. Where do they go during the day? They don’t light up, right? Until night comes? That is when their heart works.
