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Sometimes I feel like even the loaded gazes are too much. Like she’ll be able to smell it in the air or something. This woman is…terrifying.
Sucking in a deep breath, she smiles at him, though it looks more like she’s baring her teeth. “Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She turns around, stomping toward the door as Ris leans over me and starts playing with me. He hovers carefully, not letting his body touch mine, but the glint of his eyebrow ring catches the corner of my eye. I watch him, not the keys, tense from how close our faces are.
“But Ris?” Rhovier stops with her hand on the door, not even turning around.
“Yes?” The annoyance is thinly veiled.
“Be careful tonight. I know the evening crowd can be different, and I’d hate for something to tarnish your reputation.”
It’s a stab at me, I know, and it hurts as she slips out of the door. But then I am alone with Ris, soaking up his warmth and the closeness of his body.
The tension between us blooms, and I have to fight the way my stomach twists. I breathe deeply through my nose, but I already know what’s coming next. And I can’t calm my body down when it’s wound tight with anticipation.
RIS
“FINALLY,” I BREATHE, AND MY HANDS DROP FROM THE KEYS, LATCHING AROUND HER WAIST.
“Ris.” It’s a gasp, an already breathless sound, and it sends a thrill through me. Just me being this close to her affects her this much.
I’m glad I’m not the only one.
I spin her around easily on the bench so that I am now leaning over her, her knees pinned between my legs. Cupping the back of her head, I tilt her face up to mine, studying her features. Gods, she is so beautiful, but in moments like this, she really does take my breath away.
The way she swipes her tongue along her bottom lip or the little gasp of anticipation that escapes her as I slowly take away the distance between us.
I’m not sure that I will ever get enough of her.
Our lips meet in a familiar dance, and yet every time I get a taste of her, shock radiates through my body. It seems that even after six months of stolen kisses, my infatuation with her has not diminished a drop.
In fact, I think it may have grown.
“You’re insatiable,” she teases when we break apart, but she’s flushed, chest heaving. Sienna always tries to hide behind her humor when too many emotions rise. We’re alike in that way.
“You don’t seem to mind,” I tell her, moving down to nip at the glowing, tanned skin of her bare collar.
“Sienna,” I whisper in her ear. “I want you. No, I need you. Now.” I graze my teeth along the sensitive shell of her ear, grinning as her hands fist in the front of my tunic. “You’re making me crazy, little pavo.”
The name is fitting, and I hope that she can see the affection in it, especially now. She is just like the little songbirds, living for music. I am in awe of her – and even though I don’t say it, I hope she can see it in moments like this.
I don’t want just her body. I want her heart, mind, and soul, too. I want all of her. And I am on my way to claiming them.
“Then take me,” Sienna whispers back. “I’m yours.”
Nothing electrifies my body like when she says those two words. I don’t think she means them the way I want her to, but it’s enough. Just for tonight.
I sink to my knees before her, undoing her top and sliding it gently off her shoulders. Her skin breaks out in chills where my fingers brush against her now exposed body, and, still watching her face, I recline her back as I lean forward.
Sienna’s eyes flutter closed, not even caring about the notes the jinrayaha makes as her head presses the keys. She’s too focused on my lips brushing soft kisses along the skin of her breasts.
“Ris,” she hisses as I reach her nipple. Her hand goes to my hair, tugging the long strands free of the bun they are trapped in.
I trace circles around the hardened peak of either breast, blowing softly so that she bows her chest and whimpers out a plea. Yes, I love how defiant and strong Sienna is, but there’s something about how good it sounds when she begs for mercy that has my cock hardening until it’s painful.
I continue down her body, shifting her up in my arms as I do. Her legs latch around my waist, one of my hands pressed between her shoulder blades as I hold her angled away from me.
As I stand, I tease soft bites down her stomach, watching the way her muscles tense beneath me. Her whole body is tense, heightened, as I lay her out on the body of the jinrayaha. I close the cover to the keys so her legs can rest against it, and I work my way across the waistband of her pants.
