Page 86 of Meet Me at the Metro

“This is the best gift anyone’s ever given to me.”

“You think so?”

“I know so.You’re so good, Theo.”

I wince, not truly believing those words,even if hearing them seemed to meld together every fracture of my soul.

She’s so good—so much so that I’ve somehow found myself completely transfixed by every part of her.

I pull her over top of me so that her legs straddle mine, squeezing her in silent gratitude. “I just saw it and thought of you.”

“So thoughtful,” she hums, nuzzling her head into the crook of my neck. Her lips brush across my skin and cause goosebumps to spread like wildfire.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I chuckle, raspy and low.

“Why not?”

“Cause you’re making me as hard as a fucking rock right now.”

Nora relaxes her hips on top of me, smiling knowingly as her ass presses against my hard-on. She forces my head back and hovers her mouth over my neck in a cruel fucking tease. After an agonizing long moment, she finally relieves me from purgatory and licks up the side of my neck.

All the blood in my body rushes straight to my dick.

“I like you hard like this, though.”

“Nora,” I growl, my restraint slipping.

“Theo.” She slides off my legs and drops onto her knees in front of me. “Can you unbutton your pants for me, please?”

I stare at her for a long moment. Then, I crouch and yank her up off the ground. “Get off your fucking knees.”

Nora’s got a confused look on her pretty face as I ease her to sit back onto the piano bench. “Don’t ever get on your knees for a man like that.” I drop down onto my own, spreading her legs as my hands travel up the skirt she’s so conveniently wearing tonight. “Make them do it for you.”

Her breathing goes fast, and I watch the rise and fall of her chest like it’s a cinematic fucking movie and wait for her approval before touching her any further. She nods for me to continue, so I do.

I part her lace panties and run a finger between her slick folds. I don’t even wait for her next breath before pushing two fingers into her core, enjoying the moan she lets out and the way she relaxes back against my piano.

I love watching her body react to me—how her legs widen with every pump my fingers make inside of her. I could get drunk off the way her body sways, pleading for me to touch her more.

“I’ve missed you this week,” I confess, bringing my mouth to her cunt. I give a rough, fierce lick against her clit, and she cries out my name, her voice frenzied and strained with lust. I suck at her just to hear her say it again.

“Oh, Theo.”

Nora arches further back against the piano’s keyboard, rocking her hips in a desperate plea for more pressure. “I want to taste you, too,” she whimpers.

I swirl my fingers inside of her and lap my tongue around her sweet spot. “You don’t have to return any favors.”

“This is for me.” She smiles and kicks me back. “So hush and get up.”

I do just as she commands and eagerly unfasten my belt. There’s a sudden, powerful rush of blood coursing through me as she draws my hips toward her and swiftly unbuttons my jeans. She yanks my pants and underwear down in one singular movement, and I watch the way her throat bobs as her eyes take in the full length of me.

I tilt her chin up to look at me and step closer, the tip of my penis grazing her lips. “Are you sure, Nora?”

She opens her mouth wide, not even willing to entertain me with a verbal answer.

Such a stubborn little thing.

I smile wickedly as I slowly inch my hard-on into her mouth, hissing with satisfaction when her lips close around me and begin sucking me off. I wrap the length of her hair around my hand and tug, pulling her head back so I can still see her eyes as the tip of me reaches the back of her throat.

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