Page 149 of Hidden Ties

He had seen the way Sage had stared longingly at the piano throughout the night. It was as if the piano had been calling to her. When she had sat so straight on the piano bench and laid her hands on the keys, it was as if the oxygen had been sucked out of the room while everyone waited for her to play. Heunderstood why Gail had asked if she needed the music—she’d been gasping for air the same as everyone in the room.

Sage’s gift had been tangible before she played the first note. As she started playing, she gave life to the composer’s music, drawing them into her world until reality receded and all that was left was the beauty of the emotions Sage was pouring into the notes. She was so much a part of the music that when the last note ended, he was afraid she would fade away as if she were meant to be in the world she had shown them.

He lightly ran his hand over her silky skin from her shoulder to her waist, making sure she was really there and not a figment of his imagination. Bringing his mouth closer to hers, he started kissing her, sliding his hand from her waist to the mound between her thighs.

While holding himself away so his cock wouldn’t poke her in the belly, he slowly glided his hand to her clit, wanting to build her pleasure. He took his time until he felt her thighs clench his hand tighter.

Deepening the kiss, he probed her opening. When she didn’t try to pull away, he went higher. Sweat broke out on his forehead. Sage was clenching his finger like a vise.

Using all his restraint, he stoked her, listening to her moans as they rose higher.

Levering himself over her, he removed his fingers before carefully guiding his cock inside of her. Watching her expression as he pressed inside of her was the most exquisite thing he had ever witnessed before.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. Touching you is like making love to the rain.”

Keeping his voice low to blend into the soft music, he lulled her into following his lead. Arching her hips, he slowly slid further inside of her, inch by inch while skimming his lips overa turgid nipple. He licked the tip, holding back from biting the tender flesh.

He heard her sharp intake of breath as he pushed through her tight sheath.

“It’ll get easier. I promise,” he soothed, lifting one of her thighs to circle his hips. Setting a rhythm, he thrust then retreated. As her moans increased, he moved faster.

“Better?”

“So much better …” she moaned.

“You want more?”

“Oh … yes.”

He thrust harder but still held himself back, not giving in to the primal urge to pound into her until she was screaming. She wasn’t ready for the type of sex he preferred, but he could give her gentle until she was ready to accept the force of his desire.

“Kent!”

Hearing her climatic cries, he allowed himself three hard thrusts before he followed her down the blissful corridor he had led her to.

He moved off her and to her side, hooked an arm under her neck so she could lay her head on his shoulder. As he held her, she started shaking.

“You were so perfect. Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you.” She giggled, resting her chin on his chest to gaze up at him.

Grinning at her, he cupped one of her ass cheeks, massaging the soft globe. “I aim to please.”

“Is it that good all the time?”

“It gets better.”

“You blew my mind. If it gets much better, I might need to start going back to the gym to build up my cardio.” Giving a blissful yawn, she rested her cheek on his chest. “I need to get up before I fall asleep,” she murmured.

Was she asking to stay the night?

“Stay the night.” Running a hand through her tumbled hair, he waited for her to accept the invitation he thought she was asking for.

“I can’t,” she groaned, pushing herself into a sitting position to slide off the bed.

He slid an arm around her waist and pulled her back onto his chest. “Why can’t you stay?”

“I have to be at my second job at nine in the morning.”

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