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As I get closer to her library, I feel the timbers of music sliding over my skin. I can’t place the song, but it’s familiar.
I push the door open, closing it softly behind me. I walk through the rows of bookshelves, coming up behind her in the secluded room. Her scent hits me first. I close my eyes, inhaling deeply.
Soooooo fucked.
I grip her hair, putting it to one side of her shoulder. I allow my lips to fall down her neck, causing her fingers to slip on a key, causing the song to end on an awful tune, but I couldn’t care less.
“Are you dirtying up your vintage, one of a kind piano, Little Bird?” She moans as her response. “Making the seat all wet and slippery?”
“I’m not.”
“Let me see,” I murmur, gripping the ridiculous skirts of her pale pink dress and lifting them up. I use my free hand and slip my fingers below her panties, meeting hot, silken flesh. Her head falls back on my chest as I work my fingers inside her, making her gasp and mewl.
“Atticus.” She whispers, and I feel like I may lose all my senses.
“Fuck, Little Bird.” I remove my fingers, sucking them into my mouth and groaning around her taste.
I snatch her up, laying her on her piano and spreading her wide like a feast. Fuck her delicate little piano that cost more than most cars. I’ll buy her another.
She leans up on elbow, watching me with wide eyes as I take a slow, long lick over her pink pussy. My eyes lower as I get drunk off her taste, the intense eye contact making me fucking hard. Most people won’t look me in my eyes, but she looks like she never wants to look away.
That’s what makes her so dangerous. She’s just as obsessed with me as I am with her.
I suck on her clit, my fingers buried deep inside her and rubbing that soft spot that makes her go wild. And she does. She gasps, eyes going half masked as shecumss, wetting my face and drenching my chin. “You’re such a good girl. Always so responsive to my touch.”
She shudders at my words, drifting one hand through my hair quickly before I can even memorize her touch. I kind of wish she’d do it again.
The fuck am I even saying?
I rise, looking over my handy bite marks and hickeys on her inner thighs. She pushes her skirts down, taking my eyes away and I look at her face. She bites her lip, contemplating something. I’ve come to know her tells.
“Can I..” she trails off, blushing.
“Can you?” I prompt.
“Can I do that to you?”
I almost cum. The thought of her lips around my cock is mesmerizing. “Only if you say,‘Atticus, I want to put your cock in my mouth’.”
She blushes harder, looking away from me. “Atticus, I want your…” She swallows, whispering, “cock in my mouth.”
I grasp her delicate, little neck I could snap so easily, pulling her from the piano and pushing her down onto her knees. I meet her eyes, “I won’t be gentle.” A promise.
She bats her eyes up at me. “I don’t want you to be.” A blessing.
“Open your mouth.” Her lush, light pink lips part. “Wider.” I command.
She does, so eager to please me. Even though I’m her captor, her beast, just…hers.
The thought makes me irrational with rage. I don’t tease her with my cock. I free it from my slacks, slamming it into the back of her throat and groaning. She looks up, the gray of her irises so sparkly from watery eyes, she chokes as I push back further.
She’s just another woman. A hole to use and abuse.
I thrust, my hand tangling in her hair.
She’s nothing.
Thrust.
