Page 86 of Love Medley
This song is about two people from different worlds clinging together for one transcendent moment before all hell breaks loose.
If Lucy will have me, we’ll be more than just a moment. I’m even starting to wonder what forever might feel like with her.
As we sing the last few notes together, chills run down my spine.
“Jesus, Lucy.” I am once again completely floored by her voice. “Your mom was definitely wrong.”
Lucy bites her lip. “You really think so?”
I inhale deeply. “Okay, I don’t pretend to be an expert, but Lucy, I’ve heard a lot of singers, and you are fucking great. It pisses me off that you haven’t sung all this time because you didn’t feel good enough.”
As Lucy searches my eyes, her eyes darken. Slowly, she slides off the keyboard bench and kneels in front of me.
Oh God. What is happening right now? “I wasn’t saying that just so you’d…”
“Shut up, Whitlock, and turn the bench towards me,” Lucy says, her voice deeper with want.
What can I say? I shut up and do as she asks.
“You didn’t let me finish you last time, so I’m going to now. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Jesus fucking Christ. Emotion hits me like a mack truck—the fact she wants to do this for me—it means so much more than just the act.
But my brain shuts off as she tugs my boxer briefs down, and it’s all I can do not to blow a load right then and there.
Suddenly, her mouth is on me, and apparently, I don’t need too much of a break when Lucy’s around.
The heat and moisture of her mouth is making my dick spasm, and I’m dying in blissful agony already. I love blow jobs like any other guy, but this is just… holy shit.
Life changing.
Her mouth still around me, Lucy grabs my cock, pumping up and down in the most tantalizing rhythm. As she sucks my swollen tip, the saliva dripping down my shaft lubricates her hand. Panting, I moan as her tongue curls around the head of my cock; I’m unsure how long I have until I detonate.
“Fuck, oh Lucy, oh God.” I’m not religious, but this could be a religious experience. The vision of this gorgeous woman on her knees looking up at me with wide brown eyes, her mouth puckered around my hard shaft, is better than anything I could have imagined in my dreams.
That complete trust I see in her gaze almost undoes me.
Before I know it, I’m on the edge. The erotic visual of her mouth sliding up and down my cock and the slippery feeling of her hands and hotness of her mouth is just too much for me, and I roar as I explode in her mouth. I jerk several times as I empty myself into her, yelling her name. I’ve never come this hard—our previous bout of sex the one exception.
Completely spent, I sag on the piano bench; I’m impressed I didn’t fall off. Lucy smiles at me and points to the bathroom. While she’s freshening up, I stagger dazedly to the couch becausethis piano bench is a bit too hard for comfort, not that I noticed a few seconds ago.
What did I do to deserve this woman?
When Lucy returns with a smug grin on her face and tries to sit next to me on the couch, I growl, “Not so fast!” Swinging her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry, I sprint towards my bedroom, Lucy shrieking in delight.
I fling her on her back and strip off her bra and panties in record time. We might as well stay naked at this point. “Fair is fair,” I say. “I get to taste you now.”
Lucy’s eyes widen with desire as I trail kisses on the inside of her inner thigh. “Oh, Jake,” she whimpers.
“What do you want, Lucy?” I say from between her legs, staring at her perfect, glistening pussy. I think I’d be quite happy to stay here forever.
Her hands are pushing me down towards her clit, but I shake her off easily. “Nope. I want to hear you say it.”
There’s a pause where I think maybe I pushed too hard, too fast.
I just want her to be fully in control.
And just when I worry that I did the wrong thing…
