| Straight: Lusty Liaisons: The Pianist (2/3) |
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in his front pockets, and then stood back to admire the piano. "But of course..." I continued, walking across the room to a different piano, this one much sleeker, with a darker finish. "If I were going to spend that much money, I'd at least go for a Kemble," I said, matter-of-factly, leaning back on the handsome instrument, smiling. He laughed once, and slowly walked over to me, staring directly into my eyes. I shifted uncomfortably in his gaze. "Really. And why is that?" He was standing directly in front of me now; he took his hands out of his pockets and placed them on either side of me. He leaned in so close I could smell his cologne, and feel his warm breath on my skin. It clouded my thoughts. "Well, umm, it just has a richer, more theatrical sound," I stammered, looking up at him. He slowly smiled at my reaction, then bent down and kissed me on my neck. My head spun and I went into shock. I swallowed loudly. "Plus, you don't want a Chinese piano, you know, you should stay true to your country." His teeth scraped softly on the flesh of my neck, and I shivered. He moved his head back to look me in the eyes. I saw his hunger, his passion. And that was all it took. I kissed him hard on the lips, and he accepted me more than willingly. I moved my hands from the piano, and placed one arm around his neck and my other hand ran down the length of his chest. He grabbed me forcefully by the back of the neck, making me kiss him harder. He licked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth and invited his tongue in. His free hand ran up the side of my waist, over my breast, and ripped the buttons of my blouse, revealing my thin, black, lacey bra and navel. The cold air of the room covered my exposed flesh in goose bumps and hardened my nipples. As he got more insistent so did I. I pushed his coat off his shoulders and unbuttoned his shirt hastily, throwing them on the floor. I broke away from our kiss gasping, and fumbled with the buttons on his trousers. He was huge and thick. He pushed firmly on my shoulders, forcing me down to my knees. I took my hand and ran my fingernails softly along the length of him, before taking his flesh into my mouth. He threw his head back and moaned, gripping my long, brunette hair in his hands. I wasn't able to take his entire shaft into my mouth, so I ran my fingers along the base of his cock while I sucked him. I ran my tongue along the sides and tip of his cock, staring him directly in the eyes as I did this. His hands tightened harder in my hair and he let out a low growl. I continued to suck him from head to base, never looking away from his face. Finally he had enough. He grabbed me roughly by the arms, pulling me to my feet. I staggered and he caught be by the waist, lifting me up effortlessly. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed him passionately. I could feel his hardness pressing against me and I moaned in his mouth. He carried me over to |
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