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He pushes back from the piano, pulling me to him so I am straddling him. “How are you feeling, Mrs. Hall?”
“Good,”
“You sure?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good,”
“What were you playing?”
“A melody for you, all I need are the words for it.”
“Hmm, I think I can help you with that,” I moan when he sucks my nipple in his mouth through my robe. “Gabe,” comes out part whisper part plea.
“What do you want, baby?”
“You.” No sooner than the words are out of my mouth, he stands me up, stripping me out of my robe, lifting me he lays me on top of the piano. He places my feet on either side of the keys, spreading me wide.
“Have I ever told you that you have the prettiest pussy I have ever seen?”
“Gabe,”
“Don’t get shy on me now. Let’s play a game,”
“A, a game?” I ask in disbelief because he wants to play a game while I am Butterball naked and spread eagle on this piano.
“Yes, a game. I am going to play a melody based on the noises you make,”
“It’s not going to sound the same with the lid down,” I try to ration.
“You let me worry about that. Ready?”
“I guess— oh!” I cut off sharply when his mouth covers my core, he hits C. There’s an F when he sucks one of my lips in his mouth. Followed by a G when he lightly bites my clit, bringing a little pain with my pleasure. And then there’s an E when I feel his tongue slide inside of me. He never stops playing, and I never stop making noise as he thoroughly eats my pussy on top of this piano. I have cum so much that I know I have left a puddle, and the orgasm that is heading for me right now promises to be the strongest one yet. He is nursing on my clit while his fingers are digging in my pussy, tapping on the bundle of nerves just enough to keep me on the edge without tipping me over the edge. Sadistic bastard. I know he is waiting for me to beg. I refuse to, but when he wiggles the tip of his tongue in my ass as while his thumb kneads my clit, all pride gets up, and walks right out of the room.
“Please, please, please,” I beg. “Gabe, please, please let me cum. I need to cum, please,” I am practically in tears at this point with need. And I get angry when I hear and feel him chuckle. I open my mouth to cuss him out when he curls his fingers inside of me, sucking my clit back in his mouth, and the only thing my mouth can do is scream. I cum so hard it literally hurts he’s kept me on the edge for so long.
I barely have time to catch my breath when he turns me sideways, pulling me until my head is hanging off of the piano, putting me eye-level with his dick. He unties his pants and lets them fall to the floor, stepping out of them.
“Open that pretty mouth, baby, and let me fuck your throat,” he says, and my pussy gushes just from his words, but I do exactly what I was told to do and end up with a mouth full of him. It has taken me time, learning him and myself, to be able to take all of his inches into my throat. Surprisingly, I found I love doing this, and sometimes I think I do it more for me than for him. I was also surprised to find out I like to swallow, and I swallow every drop every time. But he makes it easy, he drinks gallons of water, eats even more fruits and vegetables, and makes sure to eat as much unprocessed food as possible. I also learned he likes sloppy head. My head is completely over the side of the piano, and my nose is mashed against his balls. I swallow against the head and relish when I hear his moan. He pulls out, cradling my head in his hands, pulling out to the tip and sliding back in, building up speed and intensity until he is flat-out fucking my mouth. I am soaked and so turned on by his grunts and moans, my hand finds its way to my pussy to play with my clit.
“Yes, baby, play with yourself. I love when you let this side come out to play, get that shit, Mrs. Hall,” he says, and I go over the edge, again. I pull him out, stretching to take one ball, then another in my mouth, gently loving them before sliding him back in and all the way down my throat, sucking hard.
“Oh no, you don’t, fucking hoover. As much as I love to see you be a good girl and clean your plate, I want this load of cum in your pussy.” He is once again moving me. This time he pulls me off of the top of the piano. I kneel on the piano bench leaning on the piano, and walks behind me, leaning down to bite my ass before kissing away the sting. I jump when he drags the head through my wet swollen folds, a moment before he slams inside me in one long stroke. As wet and horny as I am, and despite the numerous times I have been with Gabe, I still need a second to adjust to his size. And a few seconds was all he gave me before he was fucking me so hard the bench was sliding across the floor. “This is going to be a quick dirty fuck, baby. That talented ass mouth has me on the edge.” I am scratching the surface of the piano, trying to find a port in this storm until I just give up and lay my head down, moaning, screaming, and crying. But it’s when his foot rests on the bench I know this is just about over, and I was right. Seconds later, we are both cumming, hard. His head rests against my back, and we both struggle to catch our breath.
“We might have to buy this piano,” he says, making us both laugh. Pulling out, he picks me up and carries me back to the elevator and back to our bedroom.
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EPILOGUE
Soul
Tonight is the last night of the tour, and I, for one, will be happy to go home for a while. It’s the last song which just so happens to be the one we wrote on that piano during our honeymoon. As a matter of fact, that is the exact same piano he is playing on the stage that was in our hotel room. When it was time to go, we couldn’t bring ourselves to leave it, so Gabe paid an exorbitant amount of money for it and paid another huge amount of money to bring it here tonight to play this one song. He plays it with the top closed, according to him, it is the only way to get the correct sound.
After we christened every available surface in that suite, we went back to the notes he played while I was lying on top of the piano. He loved what we came up with so much that he immediately recorded and released it while on tour, and it exploded. It has become his best-selling song to date and stayed at number one for weeks. He always closes the concert with it, and I sing with him. I have decided to take a back seat to perform, seeing as when the song took over the charts and airways, I became more in demand than I was before. So, yeah, I am building my own career. I am able to charge top dollar for my time and talent, making me even more of a millionaire than Gabe already had.
“Soul!” I hear a voice call me, but it can’t be the person it sounds like because she is supposed to be home or on vacation, just not here. Turning, I see my sister, Serenity, and is she…. Waddling? OH MY GOD! She’s pregnant, like getting ready to have this baby pregnant.
