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I arch up, eager to lose myself in him again. But too soon, he pulls away, leaving me gasping.
“Keep playing,” he orders me.
I swallow, my head spinning.
“Play for me,” he insists, moving to stand behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders. “When you play… I can forgive you almost anything.”
I inhale in a rush. I don’t know what’s happening here, but the lust is beating through me, thick in my bloodstream. That dark, familiar sweetness that blots out all reason, and urges me to cross the line.
Slowly, I move my hands back to the keys, and begin to play. It’s a simple melody, but simple is all I can manage when Sebastian slowly starts to strip me where I sit.
First my sweater, then my slip. He tugs them up, over my head, and I barely break my playing long enough to lift my arms in turn and allow him to lift the fabric free.
The cool air brings goosebumps along my arms. Or maybe that’s just from Sebastian’s slow caress, trailing his fingertips over my now-bare skin, making my breath hitch, and my blood run hotter.
He unhooks my bra behind me and lets the silk fall free to my waist.
I shiver, struggling to focus on my playing. I’m bared to him now. Painfully aware of his hands, still skimming over my shoulders… My collarbone…
My bare breasts.
I gasp as his hands cup me from behind.
“Don’t stop.” Sebastian’s voice is a growl in my ear. An order.
And God, I love to obey his instructions.
I keep playing, my hands shaking as he slowly squeezes and fondles my breasts. His thumb and forefingers close around one stiff nipple, pinching almost painfully, but oh, the sensation spirals straight to my core. I’m gasping, thighs clenching, by the time his hand moves back up to grip my jaw.
He sinks his thumb between my lips, and I suck.
Fuck.
He groans, low and throaty, and the sound only makes me hotter.Wetter. I’m shaking now under his slow, deliberate touch, every nerve ending in my body alert and screaming for more.Desperate.
My hands fumble. My head is cloudy. “Seb…” I whisper, half-moaning as I try to turn to look at him. But Sebastian forces my head to stay facing forwards.
“No,” he growls. “I can’t look at you.” He hauls me up, bending me painfully over the piano keys, so I’m facedown with my cheek pressed to the scuffed wood. “I can’t watch you lie anymore.”
Sebastian’s breath comes faster; he’s panting as I hear the snap of his belt, and the sound of his pants being yanked down. “But your body can’t lie, can it?” he demands, running a possessive hand over my bare back. He unfastens my jeans, and tugs them down over my hips, landing a stinging slap on my bare ass. “This tight cunt always tells me the truth. Doesn’t it?”
I gasp for air, my head spinning. My body is aching, and I’m already spreading my legs wider, arching eagerly back towards him.
“Doesn’t it?” Sebastian demands again, with another sharp spank. His fingers rove between my legs, dipping into my wetness, rubbing possessively like my pussy belongs to him.
It does.
“Yes!” I cry, loving the feel of his palm against my bare skin. I wriggle my ass, already clenching for what I know is coming. “Yes, please Seb.Please…”
“That’s right, darling. Beg for daddy.”
I don’t even have a chance to brace myself before he slams his cock inside me, burying himself deep with one punishing stroke.
Fuck!
I let out a loud scream of shock and pleasure as he thrust deeper, relentless, fucking me all the way to the hilt.
“Goddamn, Avery,” he groans, sounding ragged. “Fuck.”
