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She had a much better voice than she’d let on.
“More,” I whispered, leaning over to nibble on the curve of her neck.
“I don’t have any more lyrics,” she said, her voice soft as she leaned into my touch.
“Somebody’s nightmare, nobody’s dream,” I responded, pulling the words out of nowhere. “Let me show you, baby, nothing’s as it seems.”
I kissed a trail along the line of her jaw, ending just below the soft spot behind her ear. I felt the goosebumps break out on her skin, but she just kept playing. Her eyes were closed and despite our physical connection, the music was part of her. I could practically feel it radiating out of her and it was so fucking hot.
“I’m going to fuck you on this piano,” I growled against her ear.
“Mmm… ’kay.” Her fingers slowed but didn’t stop.
“How do you like it?” I asked, one hand sliding beneath her shirt to trail against the soft skin of her stomach.
“Any way you want to do it. Sometimes hard, sometimes slow, sometimes rough. Depends on the day.”
“Ah, fuck. You’re perfect.” I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I used two fingers on her chin to turn her face to mine so I could kiss her. Her mouth opened and her tongue immediately sought out mine. We moved together smoothly, her hands leaving the keyboard and curling around my neck.
“Skin,” she said against my lips. “I need to feel your skin.”
I yanked my button-down shirt over my head, ignoring the sound of buttons popping. She giggled softly, pulling her own shirt and that damn sports bra off. I figured there was no point in dragging things out, and I pulled off my jeans, boots and socks too.
“I’m getting a towel,” I said. “Don’t move from that bench except to get naked.”
“Yes, sir.” She gave me a mock salute.
Much as I enjoyed sex, my piano was my baby. Not only did it cost heaven and earth, the idea of getting bodily fluids on the fabric of the bench or the polished wood was offensive. I grabbed a couple of towels from the bathroom and walked back out to the living room.
The sight in front of me took my breath away.
Devyn was naked, perched against the side of the piano, her hair down, loose and flowing over her chest. Her legs were long and shapely, her stomach flat, and her waist nicely rounded. The look in her eyes was one of appreciation—as she looked at me—and seduction. There was no other word for it. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and currently wanted it from me.
I fucking loved a sexually confident woman. I didn’t mean showing a woman something new was bad, especially when it came to anal since I was aware that a lot of women were afraid to try it. But beyond that? I wanted a woman who gave as good as she got, who could take the lead or follow mine, seamlessly.
Once again, Devyn was checking all my god damn boxes.
“Up,” I said. “On the piano.” The lid was usually closed, to keep dust out of the inside, so I tossed one of the towels to her.
She glanced at the piano and then at me.
“I don’t know that the height will work,” she said, even as she spread out the towel.
“It will for what I’m going to do first.” I grinned and gripped her by the waist, lifting her.
I spread the other towel on the bench and then leaned in to kiss her. Her legs closed around my torso and our bodies were finally pressed together. And now we were fully naked. Her skin was silky smooth, and despite a long night of performing and partying, there was the faint smell of vanilla emanating from her.
There were a dozen things I wanted to do to her, but kissing was so nice I wasn’t in any rush. She was sexy and soft and so, so feminine, I almost felt guilty for once finding her androgynous. It wasn’t entirely my fault since she’d admitted she did it on purpose, but seeing her naked dispelled any notion that she was in any way like a man.
I moved so I was standing behind the keyboard again and moved her along with me. It would take some maneuvering, but the plan was to eat her pussy while I played. I’d never done that before and it was fun to think she and I would do something for the first time. I wasn’t naïve enough to be positive she’d never done this, but my gut told me she hadn’t.
“I won’t let you fall,” I said, as I lifted her legs and sat on the bench.
“Kingston?” She quickly balanced herself, resting on her elbows as she looked down at me.
“Go with it,” I said, tugging her legs over my shoulders.
“Oh, god.” Her head fell back and she moaned as I pulled her ass forward and pressed a soft kiss on her mound.
