ues to
play, not faltering at all, as I make my way over to him. His
eyes follow me, drinking me in, burning brighter. As I
reach him, he stops.
“Why did you stop? That was lovely.”
“Do you ha一ve any idea how desirable you look at the
moment?” he says, his voice soft.
Oh. “Come to bed,” I whisper and his eyes heat as he
holds out his hand. When I take it, he tugs unexpectedly so
I fall into his lap. He wraps his arms around me and
nuzzles my neck behind my ear, sending shivers down my
spine.
“Why do we fight?” he whispers, as his teeth graze my
earlobe.
Holy cow. My heart skips a beat, then starts pounding,
coursing heat throughout my body.
“Because we’re getting to know each other, and
you’re stubborn and cantankerous and moody and
difficult,” I murmur breathlessly, shifting my head to give
difficult,” I murmur breathlessly, shifting my head to give
him better access to my throat. He runs his nose down my
neck, and I feel his smile.
“I’m all those things, Miss Steele. It’s a wonder you
put up with me.” He nips my earlobe and I moan. “Is it
always like this?” he sighs.
“I ha一ve no idea.”
“Me neither.” He yanks the sash of my robe so it falls
open, and his hand skims down my body, over my breast.
My nipples harden beneath his gentle touch and strain
against the satin. He continues down to my waist, down to
my hip.
“You feel so fine under this material, and I can see
everything—even this.” He tugs gently on my pubic hair
through the fabric, making me gasp, while his other hand
fists in my hair at my nape. Pulling my head back, he kisses
me, his tongue urgent, relentless, needy. I moan in
response and caress his dear, dear face. His hand gently
pulls my nightdress up, slowly, tantalizingly until he’s
fondling my naked behind and then running his thumbnail
down the inside of my thigh.
Suddenly he rises, startling me, and he lifts me bodily
onto the piano. My feet rest on the keys, sounding
discordant, disjointed notes, and his hands skim up my
legs and part my knees. He
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