Page 36 of Naughty Songbird

Oh, fuck. The condom broke.

Every muscle in my body flexed, turning into stone. I tensed up, preparing to withdraw to grab another condom.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, trapping me inside her unbelievably sweet pussy.

“Diana, the condom broke. I need to get another one,” I rasped.

“Levi, just a little longer, please. I’m so close,” she begged. Her hips rolled against me, and I couldn’t help but meet her in another deep thrust.

The electric shaking in her body that always rolled through her before an orgasm swept through her. I dropped a hand between us and rubbed my thumb over her clit to send her over the edge sooner.

If she didn’t come soon, I’d be forced to come inside.

Diana’s back arched off the piano lid, and a throaty groan of relief rose from the depths of her lungs. She sang for me, beautiful and heavenly, as she climaxed on my cock. Her moans paired with her bare, wet cunt milking my cock unleashed a primal thought within me.

I realized I wanted to come inside of her so badly, and she felt so good—too good to stop. I needed to fill her, claim her, and see my cum drip out of her tight, used cunt.

But she came, and I had to pull out.

I tried, God help me, I tried. However, Diana tightened her legs around my hips, pulling me deeper. She knew I needed to pull out. We both knew, but it felttoo good.

“Oh, fuck, Diana, I’m going to come.” The words grated through me as my breath sawed through my chest.

“I’m on the pill, Levi.” Diana pushed her pelvis further into mine, keeping me caged between her thighs and melting in her slick pussy.

I couldn’t do more than grind myself into her and roll my hips in tight circles. My eyes began rolling back into my head, but I forced them forward onto the wanton creature beneath me.

“Fine,” I growled. “If you want my cum, you’re going to take it. All of it.” Her legs shook enough for me to drill into her harder and faster.

“Ah, yes, I want your cum. Fuck, Levi, that’s so good,” Diana cried out, her walls fluttering around my shaft as she came again.

A fresh wave of arousal gushed around my length, and the wet slapping of my cock pounding into Diana sent me over the edge. My cock strained as my balls emptied every drop of my load as deep as I could sink myself.

Minor twitches cascaded through her, and her chest rose and fell with each breath. Even after Diana stopped shaking and my dick eased up, her legs remained locked around my waist. Every few seconds, her pussy clenched on my cock again, keeping it from going completely limp.

“Songbird, if you don’t let go of me, I’m going to get hard again,” I warned.

Pink stained her cheeks at the threat, but she only squirmed against me. “Well, I wouldn’t mind—”

The abrupt ringing of my cellphone cut her off. Her eyes went round as she stared up at me. The sensual cloud cleared from her mind as she realized the way we were entangled and what had just happened.

Diana dropped her legs, causing me to slip out and step back. Then she leapt from the piano, shaky hands hastily pulling down her t-shirt dress. She muttered, “You should answer that. I’ll be in the restroom.”

My eyes stayed on her firm yet bouncy ass as she escaped the recording room. It was cute that she seemed so flustered after begging for my cum.

I rolled my eyes at the name on my phone but answered with a false cheer as I buttoned my jeans. “Hey, Raymond. What’s up?”

“I wanted to check on your progress with Diana. You’re not giving her a hard time, are you?” my manager replied through the line.

Depends on your definition of hard.

“We’re making great time, actually. We work very well together. Diana is also a fucking genius, so it’s no surprise she’s working quickly.” As quick as she can despite our distractions, and that still exceeded others in the industry.

“Good. That’s good to hear,” Raymond said. I was on the verge of replying and ending the call when his follow up punched me in the gut. “I also wanted to reach out and let you know we found someone to sing the female chorus needed for the album.”

“Yeah, and who is that?” An eerie sense of icy claws traced down the back of my neck.

Raymond answered, “Scarlett Daze. After the last time you worked together, she said it would be a pleasure to work with you again.”

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