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Lily takes a big sip, parched from singing. After she’s finished, she replies, “I know, right!”
They head back to the dressing room, and I follow them, compliant as the humble servant I am.
“Actually…” Sandra halts her pace in the middle of the way. “You two go ahead, I need to talk with the owner here.”
“Okay,” I smirk, secretly thanking her for the time alone with Lily.
Lily drops her guitar over the stand, then heads to the mirror to remove her makeup. And I lock the door behind me, walking straight ahead to her and grabbing her by the waist, pressing my hips against hers and my lips against her ear.
“I really liked your song…” I whisper, hands slowly climbing up to her chest.
“Brody…!” she gasps, surprised.
“Wasn’t it for me?” I nibble on her ear, my hands gently squeezing on her perfectly round chest.
She giggles. “It was, smart guy. Glad you took the hint…”
I kiss her neck while her hands reach for mine. She moans her first sighs of pleasure, making me want to give her more.
One of my hands stays over her chest, while my other hand slowly descends until she remembers something, “The door!”
“It’s locked,” I say, turning her face towards me and kiss her lips. “Sandra will take a while to come back.”
Lily acquiesces, and we continue with our little game. My hand reaches back down, and I lift her skirt to feel her lace panties and tease her with my fingers.
She lets out a gasp when my digits slide under her panties, my mouth busy with the curve of her neck.
She trembles, shivers even, and I look at her in the mirror and go mad with desire just seeing the defenseless expression on her face.
I push Lily over the dresser. With another gasp, she supports her weight on her hands and perks her butt up, waiting for me. I let go of her to lift her dress with both hands.
She’s there, all for me. I feel like taking a bite off her bum, but I control myself and lower her black panties to the floor.
With a hand on her back, holding her in place, I undo my pants and pull down my briefs. When I start to poke her with the tip, she brings one of her hands down to help guide me inside her.
I lose my mind, letting out a grunt that for sure could be heard outside of the dressing room.
We move as one. Her hips match my hips in perfect rhythm, mine going and hers coming as if we’re dancing to silent notes. I look at her face in the mirror, contorted in desire, and feel the urge to kiss her.
Maybe later.
I lean over her, taking playful bites of her shoulders.
I then grab her hair and pull on it, pulling her face up so I can see her more clearly. Her eyes are closed, and softly I command, “Look at me.”
She obeys, and without stopping I remove my glasses and look at her, straight in the eye.
She moans like crazy, but I can tell she’s holding back due to the situation, and I’m grunting like a sailor hoisting a sail.
“Almost there,” she says, and I hold back for a moment until she contracts around me and tilts her back in my direction, her mouth forming a perfect O.
Almost in the same instant, I overflow inside of her. With two or three more strokes we catch back our breaths and it’s over.
As quickly as it started, it ends, and we dress quickly, knowing Sandra could come back any moment.
“Did you tell Sandra about…?” I say, trying to form the right words.
Lily just smiles with amusement. “No, I haven’t. Why? Are you worried about the contract?”
