by HELEN HARDT
“Damn, Eve.” The music stopped and Brian rose abruptly. He removed his shirt.
Oh, his chest was beautiful. Eve had seen it many times before, but right now, in this moment, with her body on fire from the dance and her mind swirling with memories of his kisses, that chest was a sculpture from heaven itself. Wisps of reddish-brown hair scattered across the muscles. His nipples, turgid and copper, begged for her touch. His stomach was sleek and ripped, and as he unsnapped and unzipped his jeans, she riveted her gaze to what was about to be revealed.
His cock didn’t disappoint. Massive and golden, it sprang from auburn curls. Brian kicked off his shoes and jeans and stood before her—fair and beautiful and clearly very turned on. He turned, fumbled in the pocket of his pants, and produced a condom. Within a few seconds he was sheathed.
“The piano, Eve.” His voice was throaty and demanding. “Get on the fucking piano.”
He didn’t wait for her to move. He lifted her in strong sinewy arms and set her on the keyboard. Discordant notes rang in the air as her bottom sank onto the cool ivory keys.
“I’m going to fuck you like this,” he said, spreading her legs and positioning himself between them. “On the piano. God, I’ve dreamed of this so many times. Of taking you like this. Right here.” He slammed his cock into her wet pussy.
The sigh that left her lips permeated the room. He filled a void, an aching void that had been empty far too long. His thrusts were vigorous. Unyielding. With each plunge, he touched more than the depths of her pussy. He probed the center of her heart, her soul.
“Ah, sweetheart. You’re so tight.” He drove into her deeper.
Bass notes clanged and vibrated as he pounded her, inharmonious and jarring, yet somehow in tune with his possession of her.
“So fucking tight and wet. You feel so good.”
The sheer joy of being so thoroughly taken saturated every cell of Eve’s body. A blaze kindled in her pussy, pulsed and radiated outward, erupting in tiny tingles across her flesh.
“Do you like it hard, Eve?” He leaned toward her, his breath a hot caress. “Do you like to be fucked this way?”
Her moan was her answer. Brian entwined his fingers in her curls and found her clit. He pinched the inflamed button, and she shattered. The climax raged inside her pussy. She spasmed around his cock. Her outer lips prickled, and tiny convulsions spread through her tummy, up to the rapid pounding of her heart, out to her arms and legs. Upward she soared until she floated above the piano.
Brian still hammered into her. She cried his name, begged him for more, and he gave it. He fucked her hard and fast, just like he’d promised. And just as she peaked, he thrust into her one last time and his release pulsated within her.
She lay atop the piano sated, her lover clamped between her legs, still inside her. She sighed. “Good, Bri.”
He let out a husky chuckle. “Good doesn’t even begin to describe it.”
She smiled. “You aren’t what I expected.”
He winked. “You expected a nice gentlemanly fuck, didn’t you?”
“Well, I’m not sure. Maybe, to a certain extent. I knew sex with you would be good, no matter what type it was.”
“Good?” He curved his lips into a lazy half-grin. “Just good?”
“Okay, great.”
“Hmm. Great. Not bad for the first round.” He pulled away from her, disposed of the condom, and extended his hand to help her off the piano. “We’re by no means done, sweetheart.”
Eve’s breath caught. Not done? Thank God. She didn’t want to be done. She let out a nervous laugh. “I’m yours for the night.”
“And the night is still young.” He kissed her fingertips. Back to gentlemanly.
Her insides squirmed. How she loved him!
“I hope our dinner isn’t too cold,” she said.
“That’s what the microwave is for.” He pulled her into his embrace.
Perspiration dripped between them. Eve inhaled the crisp male scent of Brian. So good.
“What do you want to do, then?”
He cupped one swollen breast and pressed his lips to her cheek. “I want to finish our dinner.”
“Okay.”
“And then I want to eat you for dessert.”
Chapter Three
Eve was as tight as he’d imagined. Brian sat across from her, both of them still naked. Her sexy nipples drew his gaze. He’d watched her gray eyes twinkle as she ate, listened to her gush about the food. Had seen her face light with joy as she talked about her dancing, his music. Their goals.
They discussed the small studio she wanted to open. Even considered sharing a studio, where he could teach piano, rather than having his students come to the loft. She’d be a great teacher. She’d give it her all, as she did with everything else. Just like he gave his music. Just like Jonny gave to his clients.
Shit. His body cramped a little at the thought of his friend. His best friend. Also his competition. Competition for the woman he loved more than life itself.
“You okay, Bri?”
As usual, her perception amazed him. She always knew when something was bothering him.
He inhaled, let his breath out in a slow stream, and reached for Eve’s hand. “I’m good. Better than good, in fact. I’m so happy to be here with you tonight.”
“Oh, Bri…” Her voice deepened. “You’re so sweet. And the lovemaking… Wow.”
He kissed her fingertips. She had beautiful hands, his Eve. “Wow is right.” He smiled into her incredible eyes. Mesmerizing. He could lose himself in her eyes, in her soft, tight body. “You ready for dessert?”
“Dark chocolate gelato? Are you kidding? You bet I’m ready.”
Brian rose and took her hand. “I was thinking we’d save that for later. I had something much sweeter in mind.”
“Oh…” She reddened again, from her cheeks, down her neck, across the gorgeous flesh of her breasts.
His cock turned to stone. “Come with me.” He led her to his bedroom.
“Bri…”
“Lie down, baby, and spread your legs.”
“It’s been…so long since anyone’s…”
He groaned. “I’ll try not to disappoint you.”
“God, you couldn’t.”
He kissed her lips, her neck. Damn, she smelled good, tasted even better. He tongued one nipple, and then the other. Such a smooth, sweet texture. The buds pebbled against his tongue. He kissed downward, over her taut belly. So sexy. He dipped his tongue into her navel and she giggled. Ah-ha. A tickle spot. Good to know.
Then he eased farther down, buried his nose in her springy chestnut curls, and inhaled her musky bouquet. Mmm, she was going to be a fucking feast. He dipped his tongue onto her clit, and she quivered beneath him, sighing.
“Oh, Bri…”
He loved her voice. Loved her saying his name. Loved being here with her. He slid his tongue between her dripping pussy lips. Her honey was sweet and tart at the same time. Delicious, as he’d always known she’d be. Delicious, because he loved her.
“Bri, I love to be licked. Did you know that?”
“Mmm.” He inhaled and gave her cunt a wet kiss. “I’ll lick you anytime you want, baby.”
He forced his tongue into her, and her thighs clamped around him. Her pussy pulsed beneath his lips. She was near climax already. His cock twitched. Her smooth, silky labia caressed his tongue. He sucked them between his teeth, nibbled them, tugged on them. Damn, she had one gorgeous pussy. Her moans and sighs fueled his lust. He dived deeper into her channel, plundered her with lips, teeth, and tongue. He wanted to make her come. Wanted to suck all the cream out of her until she was begging for his cock in her pussy, her mouth, her ass.
“Bri, that’s so good!”
Her breathless gasp stoked the fire already blazing within him. He sucked on her clit, nipped it, and plunged two fingers into her tight sheath. Her pussy clamped down on him. The spasms started slowly, and then accelerated, gaining strength, urgency.<
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“Brian, my God!”
He arched toward him, hugging his head with her creamy thighs, grinding that sweet, wet pussy into his lips. He released her clit, raised his head to watch her face. A luminous coating of perspiration covered her. Her burning eyes locked onto his.
“Yeah, sweetheart. Come. Come for me.”
The convulsions continued around his fingers. He swirled them in circles and massaged her G-spot. Her tiny puckered hole beckoned him, and he lubricated her with her own cream and massaged her anus, waiting for her to object.
She didn’t. Slowly, gently, he breached the tight entrance with the tip of his third finger. She shattered again. Fresh nectar coated his hand. He latched onto her clit and sucked her delicious essence. Her spasms increased.
“Bri!”
“You like that?” He plunged deeper. “You like my finger in your tight little ass?”
“Yes. God, yes!” Her thighs tensed around him. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and forced his face to meld to her flesh.
Still he fingered her in both places. And still, she came. Her pussy pulsed and pulsed.
The longest damn orgasm he’d ever given a woman. His heart rejoiced that he’d given it to Eve.
When her body relaxed, he slipped his fingers from her pussy and ass, gave her cunt lips a wet kiss, climbed upward, and clamped his mouth to hers. She wove her arms around his neck and invaded him with her sweet tongue. The kiss was harsh, frenzied. Full of passion and emotion. He threw himself into the meeting of their mouths. Into her. Like a wolf declaring his mate, he bit at her tongue. Sucked on it. Growled as he slurped her bottom lip between his teeth.
Mine. Damn, it Eve, you’re mine.
His cock nudged against her slick entrance. Couldn’t fuck her yet. Hadn’t put on a condom. Damn. Still he humped against her, fought the urge to thrust inside. Rubbed his arousal against the curly hairs covering her mound. He was about to burst.
He ripped his mouth from hers and turned onto his back, his arm strewn across his forehead and eyes.
“Bri?” Eve’s voice was edgy. “Something wrong?”
“No, baby. No. It’s just…I want to fuck you so bad. Pound into you. Right now. But I don’t have a condom on. I had to move away or I would have taken you.”
She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling. “We can remedy that situation, you know. Where do you keep them?”
“Nightstand drawer.” Sweat dripped from his forehead. His cock stood rigid, wanting.
In a few seconds, warm fingers enwrapped him, sheathed him. What he wouldn’t give to fuck her without the rubber. But that would have to wait.
She climbed on top of him and eased onto his cock. Sweet, sweet suction. Damn, she was tight as a virgin.
“Ah…”
Her sigh drifted over his chest like a soft summer breeze.
“Let me take care of you, Brian,” she said. She began to ride him slowly, and then she ground down, taking his entire length.
He fought the urge to take control, to thrust upward into her and fuck her fast again.
“Watch me,” she said. “Watch me dance for you.”
He opened his eyes and caught the flutter. As she rode him, her belly rippled, and God damn it, every one of those sexy muscle contractions tightened her hold on his cock. Her breasts jiggled gently against her chest, and her red nipples, hard and tight, poked outward, as though looking for a mouth to suck on them.
“You’re beautiful.” He stopped to take a breath. “So gorgeous, sweetheart. That’s it. Dance for me.”
His cock threatened to explode. One more flutter, and…
He grabbed her hips and thrust upward. Her cunt drummed around him. She moaned his name, moaned how good he was, how hot he made her. He tensed, holding off.
Oh, he wanted to come. Wanted to release into that gorgeous sweet pussy of hers. And he would. But not yet.
He pulled her down to his mouth for a long, deep kiss.
When she broke the kiss, her warm breath caressed his cheek. “That was amazing, Bri.”
He smiled. “My pleasure.”
“Tell me. What would you like? I want to please you. Make you feel as good as you made me feel. I’ll do whatever you want. A blowjob? You want to fuck again? Just tell me.”
He groaned. Either one would be heaven on earth. But would she give him what he longed for most? He hesitated only for a moment then met her gaze. This was his one chance. She had to know him. All of him. He had to be honest, even if it meant she might reject him.
“I like to be in control in the bedroom, Eve. I like it hard. I like it fast. I like to take a woman. I mean, really take her.”
“I know that. I love it. Really.”
“Will you give me something?”
“Anything you want.”
“I want to fuck your ass, sweetheart. I want to make love to you that way.”
“Oh…”
“It’s up to you. But that’s what I like.”
“Will it…hurt?”
He caressed her soft cheek and wiped away a drip of slick perspiration. “I won’t let it hurt, baby. I’ll get you ready. And if you’re not ready to take it that far, I’d love for you to suck my cock and I’ll pound your pussy again.”
“I want to please you.”
“You do, Eve. Never doubt that.”
“I’m just not sure.” “Listen”—he took her hand, kissed her fingertips—“anal sex takes a lot of trust. I want you to trust me, Eve. Trust that I’ll make it good for you, that I’ll take care of you. But if you can’t yet, I understand.”
“Bri, I know you’d never hurt me.”
“So you trust me?”
“Of course I do.”
“Then?” He tensed, on edge. Would she let him take her ass? The thought had him near climax already.
She cupped his cheek. “Your stubble feels nice.”
He chuckled. “Thanks. I think.”
“You’re so handsome. I love your hair.” She toyed with it, let it slip through her fingers. “Your face is something out of a Renaissance painting. Beautiful. Classic.”
“I think you’re beautiful too, sweetheart. But you already know that.”
“You’re beautiful on the inside too, Bri.”
“So are you, and that’s more important.”
She smiled that dazzling smile. “You’re right. It is more important. And that’s why I trust you, Brian. I trust you not to hurt me. I want to please you. So my answer is yes. I’d like for you to make love to me the way you want to. The way that pleases you. And that will please me.”
His insides melted. “Sweetheart, I love you so much.” What he wouldn’t give to hear her say those words back. “Are you sure?”
“Very.”
His cock threatened to explode. He donned a new condom, gave Eve a deep openmouthed kiss, and turned her onto her tummy. “I’m going to massage you a little. Some people use anal plugs. I prefer to use what I have.” He kissed her sleek shoulder. “My fingers and my tongue.”
She shuddered against him. “Okay.”
He rained kisses down her back, across her rosy butt cheeks, and slid his tongue into the crease between them. Salty from sweat, her rosy hole puckered under his tongue. Mmm, nice. His cock throbbed. He inhaled deeply. God he wanted to take her now. Make her his the way he longed to. But he had to wait. Had to get her ready before he pounded into that virginal flesh.
He traced tiny circles around her anus with his tongue. Her fragrant musk teased his taste buds. Gradually, her muscles relaxed against him and he probed her, just a touch. She let out a soft sigh.
“Good, sweetheart?”
“Yeah. Good. I like it so far.”
“You’re going to love it, I promise.” He nibbled at her fleshy butt cheeks. Damn, she had a gorgeous ass. Perfect.
He reached into his nightstand for a tube of lubricant, squeezed the cool gel onto his fingers, and rubbed it between her cheeks.
“Oh, cold!”
; “It’ll warm up, baby. Relax.”
“Mmm.” She closed her eyes. Her dark lashes rested against her rosy cheeks. So beautiful.
He massaged her anus with the lubricant and slowly inserted one finger. “Relax,” he said again. “Just go with it.”
Her breathing stayed steady and he probed another half-inch, and then another.
“Good, baby?”
“Yeah. It’s good.”
He smiled. He was pleasing the woman he loved, sharing his whole self with her. He gently added another finger. The ring of muscle tensed—just a little but he noticed. “Breathe, sweetheart. That’s it.”
As she loosened, he fingered her deeper, massaging the band of muscle. She was smooth inside and so tight. She was going to be a sweet, sweet fuck.
“Oh, Brian.” Her voice thickened. “That feels so good.”
“That’s what I want, sweetheart. I want you to feel good.” He penetrated farther until he was knuckle-deep, fucking her with two fingers.
Eve slid her knees forward and thrust her ass in the air. She was ready. God, so was he. “You want me, baby? You want my cock?”
“Oh Bri, yeah.”
His whole body shook as he withdrew his fingers and positioned his cock at her puckered entrance. Desire pulsed through his stiff flesh. He slowly pushed his cock head past the tight band of muscle.
She gasped.
“It’s okay, baby. That’s the toughest part. Trust me.”
“I trust you. I want this.”
He eased in. Sweet ass, so tight. Her hot tunnel gripped him, embraced him. He took another inch, and then another, until he was buried balls-deep in her heat.
“Full, Bri. I’m so full.”
“I want to fill you, baby. Let me know when you’re ready for me to fuck you. God, I want to fuck you so bad. I want to hammer your ass, Eve.”
She was so damn tight! He could blow right now.
“Now.” Her hips shimmied backward against him. “Fuck me now.”
Slowly he pulled out and thrust back in. Damn, he’d really have to focus to keep from coming.
“Fast, Bri.” She wiggled. “I thought you liked it hard and fast.”
Was she serious? Saints be praised! That luscious body tempted him beyond control. But as much as he desired to pound her, she wasn’t ready for hard and fast anal, no matter how turned on she was.
