Private Lessons

Drawing out different noises from her lips, I learned what spots made her loudest. All the way until her walls were tightening around my fingers. Knowing she would reach her high soon, I pulled my hand away.

She looked flustered, her brows lowered deeply. Before she could ask why I stopped, my hands moving to my pants distracted her enough.

Lowering my sweats, I noticed her eyes double in size. Wrapping my fingers around my swollen girth, I lifted a brow. “Everything alright?”

Nodding her head, she lifted her gaze. Either I was crazy or she looked excited. Such a crazy woman, I swear. Fitting myself between her thighs, I reminded myself that if I just had my way with her, I’d end up hurting her. Trying damn well to take my time, I pressed myself against her slick opening.

Only a few inches in and I could say she was beyond tighter than my fist. So tight, it was almost painful to work my way inside.

Chelsea didn’t complain, only focusing on keeping her breathing even.

“Much bigger than fingers,” she joked, her voice strained. Reaching out, her fingers brushed against my face. “Kiss me and get it over with.”

Nodding, I eliminated the space between us. The moment my mouth was on hers, she darted her tongue between my lips. Tasting a burning desire, I pulled out of her. Praying I wouldn’t hurt her, I thrust forward. Chelsea felt like a dream. So good that she ate my moan right up.

I wouldn’t last long.

Thrusting into her, the tendons on my neck stood out in sharp relief. Starting off slow, I took my sweet time until she opened up.

Once her hips arched and met me thrust for thrust, I picked up speed. Pulling from her lips, I kissed her neck. Getting a taste of her sweetness, a few hushed grunts fell from my mouth.

Pulling away, I watched Chelsea unfold beneath me. From clutching her surroundings to calling out my name, the view became a little too much.

Reaching above her head, I wrap one hand around the bed frame. Needed something to hold onto while I rocked into her. Otherwise, the damn thing would knock into the wall. The last thing I needed was for someone to complain and have us be interrupted.

My name flowed from her lips on repeat like a record. I swear I could listen to her ragged breaths over and over.

Reaching up to touch me, her hands stopped at my sides. Feeling her nails dig at my skin, I grunted at the taste of pain.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

Biting down on the corner of my lip, I tried my damned hardest to give her what she wanted. Continued thrusting until her walls were constricting around me and her back arched. All the way until she saw the stars that were normally stationed around her.

The toe-curling orgasm left her shattered on the sheets. Thankfully, the room was mostly soundproofed. Only I got to experience her cry out. Like her, my limit was approaching. Far faster than I would’ve liked.

Knowing I couldn’t avoid the inevitable, I buried myself deep inside of her warm cavern. My body jerked hard, every muscle tight as I poured myself into her. Holding her close, my thrusts slowed until I came to a full stop. While we both fought to catch our breaths, my head spun in circles.

If this was some dream, I prayed I’d never wake up.

Collapsing next to her, I tiredly looked at Chelsea. Unlike me, she radiated energy.

She looked so happy, so bright. Her cheeks burned red, her face twisted into a smile.

“Antonio?”

Blinking away the sleep that crawled in the corner of my eyes, I lifted a brow. “Hm?”

“Please tell me we aren’t going over the set again.” That playful smile of hers would be the death of me.

Snorting, I threw an arm around her and pulled her close. “Tomorrow,” I mumbled. I didn’t have the energy to even be around a piano. Right now, I only wanted to be around her.

Hearing her sigh happily, her body melted against mine. Tucking my face into the crook of her neck, I breathed in her scent. Absolutely intoxicating.

To think we were only beginning. Just another step to making her completely mine.