Hold Still by Arell Rivers

Author:Arell Rivers [Rivers, Arell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Tarnished Halo Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

Ozzy

STILL BUZZING FROM our tryst—one that blew me away on every level—I say, “I’ve been working on ‘Honesty.’ Let me play it for you.”

At her assent, I steer her into the music room. She takes a seat as I strap on my guitar. “Here you go. Be honest.” My lips curl at my play on the title. But the sentiment behind my request is valid.

When my fingers play the final note, I open my eyes for the first time. I needed to let the music take over my body, so closing them was the best way to block everything—including McKenna—out. I swallow and allow myself to look at my audience of one. She’s wearing a goofy look on her face. “Well?”

“Ozzy, I love this song so much. Don’t get me wrong, ‘Take Me’ is a powerful, sexy song but this one reveals something more about you.”

She tilts her head the way she did by the boulder before taking my cock into her extremely talented mouth. My lower half starts to stir. “I’m glad you like it.” I start to remove my guitar, but McKenna comes up to me. “Keep it on.”

“Okay,” I elongate the word. Without warning, I flip the guitar to my back and pull her into my body. “You’re so tiny.”

She laughs. “Short. I’m short. I’m certainly not ‘tiny.’”

I take my time looking from her hairline to her toes and back up. “Let me amend. You’re tiny in stature but with real curves. I like everything you are.” I take her lips with mine, molding and sucking on their fullness. Her hands reach out for my stiffening cock. How long ago did I have her? Less than an hour ago? Damn.

I start walking forward, causing her to retreat in equal measure. When she reaches the conference table, I sweep off all of the papers and put her on top of it, my hands reaching for her zipper. I want to take it slow, but she kicks her shoes off and rips her shirt over her head. My resolution evaporates. “Lift your hips for me.”

She does and I skim her pants and panties off her body. She unclasps her bra and tosses it aside. Stepping back, I survey all that’s mine. Real hips, real tits. I reach out and flick her nipple. “Perfect.”

“Ozzy.”

“I love how you say my name. Say it again.”

“Ozzy.” Her hands reach for my waist, and pull my T-shirt out of my shorts. “Off.” I reach to take the guitar off my back, when her hand stops me. “No, keep it on. Just your shorts.”

Chuckling, I say, “You want a music man now?”

“Nope. Only you. And your guitar is an extension of you.”

I don’t stop to ponder her words. Pulling my shorts off, I grab a condom from my pocket before they hit the floor. As I open her legs wider, I ask, “What do you have for me?”

“You tell me.”

Damn. This girl is so right for me. I take my index finger and trail it from her chin, down her throat, between her tits.

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