Before I can stop myself, I ask, “So your question didn’t have anything to do with me?”
“No.” A flush creeps up her neck. It’s adorable. “Just…in general.”
Liar. The nervous lilt in her voice and the way she can’t look at me tell me I’m right. She asked because of me.
“God.” I huff, head dropped back. “Why do you make everything harder?”
She shifts away a fraction. “What do you mean?”
“You make it so fucking hard to pretend I’m not into you,” I all but growl.
Her lips part. This close, when she looks at me like that, all the promises I made to myself, all the rules I tried to set, go right out the fucking window.
I cup the back of her neck and pull her in. Her breath hitches, and I snap. I kiss her deep and fast, like I’m starving and she’s the first meal I’ve had in days. I slip my tongue inside her mouth, deepening the connection. She melts into me, her fingers in my hair, tugging in a way that brings the most pleasurable pain.
As she arches against me, I slip my lips down her neck. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” I ask against her throat.
“Hayden…”
“Say it.” I snake my hand around her waist and pull her into me.
“I want you,” she breathes.
Her admission unravels me.
I pull her onto my lap, guiding her legs on either side of my hips. She braces herself with a hand on the keys behind her, and the movement makes the piano groan with a dull, off-key thud. The sound hangs in the air as I suck on her neck, but her moan quickly drowns it out.
My mouth is on hers again. Her lips are so soft, I never want to stop kissing her. She glides her hands around my shoulders, down my chest. Everywhere she touches, my skin burns. She rolls her hips,grinding herself over my erection. I’m so fucking hard, I could come on the spot.
“I want to feel you,” I whisper. “I want to feel your greedy little cunt around my dick.”
“You have me…”
With a chuckle, I suck hard on her collarbone, knowing there’ll be evidence of it tomorrow. “Fuck, I love marking you.”
She stands, her ass hitting the keys, that off-key sound ringing in the air again. I pull down her shorts and then her panties. Bottom lip trapped between her teeth, she steps out of them. Her gaze is on my lap as I pull my hard cock out of my sweatpants.
A thought flashes through my mind right as lightning arcs across the sky. I’ve never done it with anyone.Ever. But I desperately want to do it with her.
I place my hands on her ass cheeks, pulling her to me. As we lock eyes, thunder rumbles outside the window, like the city itself is warning me I’m crossing a line I can’t uncross.
But I can’t stop. Not with her.
“Can I fuck you bare?” I whisper. “I’ve never done it before.”
“I’m already pregnant, and we both got tested after that first appointment.” She leans in, her breaths mingling with mine. “I want to feel all of you.”
I grip my shaft as she lowers herself onto me. When I’m seated halfway, she grasps my shoulders. “Your ladder…”
“Shh, baby,” I murmur, pressing my fingers to her clit and rubbing. “You know you can take it.”
Nodding, she takes me deeper. Heavy rain hammers the window, but I barely hear it. Her breathing and her moans take up all the space in my brain.
“Oh my God…” She throws her head back on a moan. “I’m so full…”
“Not yet, baby…” Fingers slick from her arousal, I double my efforts. “Take your shirt off.”
Her T-shirt lands on the floor, and then her tits are right there, practically in my face. They’re fuller now, and her puckered nipplesmake my mouth water. I dive in and suck one into my mouth. The moan she lets out is pure sin.
