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“That’s better. Now be a good girl, and come on my face.”
With a sharp tug, Miles pulled me sothatmy ass was almost hanging off theedge of the lid, held only in place by his strong arms. He lowered his mouth to spear my entrance with his tongue.“Fucking delicious,”he rumbled, his words muffled.
Sliding back up to my clit, I dropped my head to look down upon himfeasting on me. He’d moved one hand from my thigh, and from the way his arm was moving, I knew he was stroking himself while he fucked me with his tongue.
Holy shit, that was hot.
“Miles, I’m…gonna…come,”I whined, my orgasm suddenly gatheringmomentum.
“Fucking right you are,”he hissed, causing the piano to make moreincoherent sounds as he increased his pace.
Giving in to the urge, I reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair,holding his mouth against my pussy. With several more flicks of his tongue, my orgasm collided into me like a torpedo, and I threw my head back and released a scream.
Miles lapped and lapped at me, drinking up every drop of my come, and when he shoved two fingers deep inside me, I barrelled straight into asecond, more powerful orgasm.
Boneless, I barely registered him pulling me off the lid until my ass landedon the keys, and the piano let out an almighty dong.Positioning me with my feet resting on the stool and my ass balanced precariously on the keys, he grasped my hips.
“You’re going to have to stay still and let me use you, Sofe. If you movetoo much, you’re going to slip.”
Thatwas all the warning I got before he thrust inside me, his fingers diggingtightly into my skin as he held me in a brutal grip. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, helpless but to stay still and take him.
With every thrust, the piano groaned, the mismatched musical notescombining with our pants and needy moans.
“Fuck, I love this pussy,”Miles breathed against my neck.
It took all my effort to stop myself from declaring my love forhim, and Imanaged to bite my lip at the last minute. Things were going so good between us, I didn’t want to ruin it by scaring him off with feelings I didn’t think were reciprocated.
His teeth sank into the crook of my neck, and as he sucked, I knew I’d beleft with a mark. NotthatI minded, I’d grown to like seeing his branding on me.
Thatmark was followed by three more as he trailed a path down to mybreasts, and I arched my back a fraction to push my nipple into his mouth.
“Miles, please…I need to come again,”I moaned as my pussy clenchedaround his cock.
Without breaking our connection, he pulled me onto his lap as he sat on thestool, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Ride me, Jailbait. Take what you need.”
He slammed his mouth against mine, our tongues battling for dominance.My hands moved to his muscular shoulders, and gripping them hard, I began to move my hips, using my hold on him to slide myself up and down the length of his shaft.
“I want to do this in the club,”I panted, chasing my orgasm. His fingers dugharder into my hips.“I want everyone to watch you fuck me. I want them to know I belong to you.”
I couldn’t stop the words from spilling out. Every time I thought aboutExotique, my mind conjured up images of Miles and me on the stage, watched by a crowd as he fucked me in a variety of different positions.
There were no words to describejusthow badly I wanted it to happen.
“Fuck, Sofe,”he gritted out as he used his grasp on my hips to bounce meharder on his lap, his pierced cock continually hittingthatspot deepinside methatdrove me wild.“Tomorrow. Tomorrow night, we’ll go. I promise. Now, come for me, ‘cos I can’t hold on much longer.”
Chapter 27
Sofia
Papa had a habit of ruining anything good for me, and my excitement atgoing to Exotique was no exception. Out of the blue, he contacted Miles and practically ordered us to attend a family dinnerthatevening in aid of introducing Rafe’s fiancèe to the family.
For whatever reason, Miles didn’t protest Papa’s demand andagreed we would be there. Needless to say, I wasn’t overjoyed at seeing Papa, and I wasevenless thrilled about coming face to face with Vanessa King.
Still, Miles had promisedthatas soon as dinner was over, we’d head to theclub, so at least I had something to look forward to.
My knee bobbed nervously as Miles drove us across the border and intoForest Point, our usual entourage of security following us. I didn’t realize I was picking the skin around my nails until Miles reached over and clasped my hand in his, resting them on my knee and stopping it from bouncing.
