Our first night together was just a glimpse of what he can do behind the set of drums sitting in front of him. His fingers flick the sticks and move them with ease as his body moves with the beat. I watch the muscles of his tattooed arms flex with each movement as my eyes stay focused on him.
He finds me in the crowd, and a sexy smile plays on his lips as he winks at me. My heart is in my throat as our eyes keep locking together.
Savi sidles up to me and leans over to speak in my ear so I can hear above the music. “He’s good, isn’t he? I’ve always loved to watch him play.”
“He’s amazing,” I whisper, unable to look away as he does a brief solo. My body starts to move to the music, and before long, I’m pulled into a circle with the girls as we dance to the upbeat song. I know the words by heart as I sing along with them.
Even through the crowd, I feel his eyes on me. My hips move and sway as I get lost in the drumbeat that I seek outspecifically in the music, wanting to feel the same thing he feels every time he plays.
Our eyes keep meeting as they continue to play a few more songs. With each passing minute, I feel our energy intensify between us. It’s like the buildup of the perfect storm just waiting to come unleashed.
As they finish up their last song, his eyes burn into mine. He gives a slight flick of his head toward the direction of his back office, and I remember what he said earlier. I didn’t understand what he meant when he mentioned that we both would need it, but I do now.
“I’ll be right back. I’m going to go check on the wine supply and make sure everything has been brought out,” I say, reaching over close to Lyla’s ear.
“Nice excuse,” she laughs. “The eye fuck between the two of you has completely given you away,” she grins.
I’m on such a high right now that I don’t even care that she can see right through my lie. I grin back at her as I make my way to the back office. It’s quieter back here as the music fades away slightly.
Opening his office door, I step inside and turn on the small lamp on his desk, leaving a soft glow about the room. Memories of the day when I first came back here enter my mind as I run my hand along the wooden desk. It seemed like ages ago that we first met, instead of mere weeks.
I hear the door open and the soft click of a lock. Movements from behind tell me he's removing his shirt as the black fabric hits the floor by my feet. My heart speeds up as I feel him come up behind me. His breathing is jagged as he presses his hard body against mine. Leaning my head back on his bare chest, I close my eyes to the feel of hard granite against my backside.
“That was the most intense set of my life,” he breathes next to my ear, causing a shiver to run down my body. His firm gripon my stomach keeps me locked in place as he presses further into me. “It’s always such an adrenaline rush to be on stage, but to see you in the crowd and watch your body move to music I create is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.”
His other hand snakes up between my breasts and grasps my neck.
“How turned on are you right now, my sweet Olivia?” His voice is low and seductive in my ear as the hand on my stomach moves lower to the hem of my skirt. “Did your pussy throb for me while I played for you the same way my cock throbbed for you?”
“Yes,” I practically purr as his fingers run along the lace of my panties. He’s so close to where I want him, and I feel my body respond to him with an urgency that only he can sate.
My pulse beats in a steady rhythm against his palm on my throat as I wait on bated breath for what I know is coming.
His fingers expertly pull my thong to the side as he slides two deep inside me. A low moan escapes from my throat as my hand comes up behind me and I sink my fingers into his hair, lying damp against his neck. He’s still wearing his ball cap, and that image alone has me dripping onto his fingers.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me? Just knowing that the whole time I was playing for you, your pussy wanted me this much…God, it puts me in an uncontrollable frenzy.” His skilled fingers drag along my walls, and my eyes close as sheer pleasure courses throughout my body.
“I need you.” He leans down and kisses my neck, pulling my skin with his teeth. “I’ve never needed anything more in my life than I need you right now.” His words filter through the air, adding more fuel to an already lit flame. “I’m going to fuck you now, honey,” he says in a smooth voice as my body sinks against him for the taking. “Hard.” He says the final word with so much control that there isn’t a doubt in my mind that he means it.
“Yes, please,” I manage to say as his fingers move skillfully inside me. I would agree to anything he asked me to do right now if it meant reliving this ache deep inside.
Releasing his hold on me, he turns me around and lifts me up, my skirt disappearing around my waist as I wrap my legs around him. He walks us to the back wall and presses me up against it. “The desk will have to wait for next time,” he breathes against my neck. I hear the zipper on his pants, and my heart speeds up at the sound. “It will cause too much noise for what I’m about to do to you.”
Moving my lace to the side, his piercing touches my entrance, and I brace myself for what I know will be felt in every inch of me.
“Look at me, Olivia,” he says quietly. His greys are a full-on storm as they darken with a lust-filled haze. “I’m going to cover your mouth to stifle any noise you make. Are you okay with that?”
“Yes,” I whisper. I know he’s on a high from playing, and the adrenaline is still pumping through his veins. Mark used to get the same way after a show, but it never felt like this. I feel every bit of what he’s feeling. The need…the lust…the strong urge to take what you want. I’ve never wanted to be a sacrificial lamb more than I want to right now. My body is his for the taking, and I want more than anything to be used as his release for this pent-up energy that’s consuming us both.
“Good.” His hand covers my mouth in a firm grip while the other digs into my ass to get me locked in place. “God, you look fucking beautiful pinned against the wall.” My breath becomes shallow as I struggle to breathe through my nose. It’s not enough for me to get him to stop, though. I love this dominant side of him, and feeling owned by him somehow only makes me feel more powerful.
“Hang on tight, honey. I’m about to destroy this sweetpussy.” He thrusts into me so hard that I swear he landed in my stomach. My scream is muffled as he settles deep inside me. “Fuck,” he pants out. “You’re so fucking wet for me that I can feel it sliding down your leg. I think I got it wrong…it’s me who’s about to be destroyed.”
He moves fast and hard, touching places that I never knew existed. I cling to him tightly, digging the heels of my boots into his back, only further igniting the beast inside him.
I greedily take everything he unleashes on me, knowing I’ll wear every bruise and mark with pride. It doesn’t take long before I feel my body start to tighten around him.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans into my neck and lightly bites the spot near my tattoo. “Fucking squeeze that tight pussy around what’s yours.” His words take me over the edge as I bite down on his palm, and a cry erupts from my lips.
