By Sierra Carter-Littrell
*Dedicated to Alima and her man*
The clashes of thunder meshed with the sounds of the keys of the piano as she stood in the doorway watching the man she loved, do the one thing he loved with as much passion as he had for her. The way his hands glided over the ivory keys, the way he kept his deep emerald eyes closed as he concentrated on his music, his life. The soft cool breeze coming from the open door in their grand room blew the curtain softly around the edge of the piano as she wrapped the deep blue silk robe tighter around her body. This man was her life, her breath, and her every desire.
The sound of her bare feet against the soft, wooden floor of their grand room was nothing compared to the sound of her heart beating for this man. The man she had loved from far away for so long was finally hers, finally the one that she came home to at night. The one that held her every dream, desire, and want in the palm of his hand. She turned and was about to leave, leave him to the one thing that he loved to do, but was stopped. Stopped by the deep voice that could send chills down any woman's back.
"Don't leave," the deep voice of the one she loved said.
"Kev, I..." she began, but was stopped as his strong arms surrounded her waist.
The shock of his silent motion across the floor and the thought of having him around her, next to her, was consuming her every thought as she felt his cool, soft lips against her neck near her ear. "Stay," he said to her.
"For always," she whispered as he turned her in his arms. The soft, cool lips of the man she loved pressed against hers in a soft, sweet, yet sensual kiss. He pulled her close to him as his tongue slipped past her lips deepening the kiss. Like the sleek, stealthy panther he was he lifted her softly into his strong arms, carrying her over to his beloved piano setting her on top of it.
The feel of the cool surface of the piano on her bottom caused Alima to slightly shiver before softly moaning as his lips found hers, kissing her softly at first and then making a secure connection with her lips. He slowly parted them with his tongue, rediscovering her. Her soft moans against his lips only encouraging him farther. Softly breaking the kiss, he laid her back onto the piano, and gently tugged at the ties holding her robe. He sat her up long enough to pull it off of her and then lowering her once again, began trailing kisses over her throat and down over her breasts. Alima's hands found their way to the buttons on his shirt and began fumbling with them, wanting to feel his skin over her own. Pulling it off of his shoulders, she shuddered at the feeling of his skin touching hers. His hands slowly inching the black silk up her body, the slight feel of his fingers lightly brushing her thighs as the silky nightgown joined the pile of clothes on the floor. His lips made their way over her breasts, teasing her hardened nipples with his tongue, pulling them gently into his mouth until soft moans escaped her lips. His hands soon replaced his mouth as he trailed soft feathery kisses over her tummy. Hooking two fingers into the sides of her black panties, he pulled them over the soft flesh of her thighs, his lips tracing the imprints his fingers left. His hands gently began pushing her thighs apart, opening her to him. His tongue brushed over her clit, making her cry out his name. Slowly he began an agonizing assault on her. His tongue drawing circles over her clit, his fingers slowly entering her. Her moans of pleasure fueling his fire. Alima could feel herself nearing the brink. Her body trembled under his as her release approached. Sensing her need, Kevin began an intoxicating pace, his fingers now perfectly timed with the rhythm of his mouth.
Alima's orgasm hit, racking her body with electric jolts of pleasure, making her feet slip off of the piano top hitting the keys. Kevin laughed softly, watching her try to regulate her breathing. She sat up pulling him to her and began tugging at the buttons on his pants. Her mouth finding his in an erotic kiss, their tongues dueling, wanting to taste each other. Her hands tugged at the fabric until it slipped over his hips and hit the floor, his toned body glowing in the candlelight, her eyes running over him settling on his erect manhood. Slowly she stood, pushing Kevin back onto the piano until he was leaning against it. Sliding down his body, she ran her hands over his chest as she knelt before him taking him into her mouth, watching in amazed splendor as his head went back and he breathed her name, his voice husky with desire. She continued slowly to take him into her mouth. Kevin's moans filling the room as his hands wound their way into her auburn hair, encouraging her, silently pleading with her to increase her speed. Opening her eyes, she looked up at the picture of him, head thrown back, his eyes closed, breathing ragged, leaning against the piano. The vision before her only made her want to pleasure him all the more. Taking him fully into her mouth, his manhood pressed at the back of her throat and tentatively she felt the muscles give way, allowing him to slip into her throat completely. Kevin moaned in complete delight and in awe of her. His senses heightened at the feeling of her so totally giving herself over to him. His body began to tremble and Alima knew his orgasm was approaching.
Kevin stunned her by pulling her up to him and kissing her passionately before laying her down and thrusting inside of her. Their cries of pleasure serving to excite the other. Kevin began a slow, almost torturous rhythm, wanting to prolong their pleasure, needing to be inside her, wanting to savor the way she felt in his arms. Alima's legs wrapped around him tightly, as she begged, pleaded with him to increase his speed. He looked down at her shaking his head, continuing the gentle pace of his thrusts, his mouth finding her soft breasts again and suckling gently. Her hands running through his hair, her breathing ragged. Her desires soon began to overtake him and his thrusts increased, making Alima cry out at the sudden change in tempo. His hands ran over her body until he found her hands, and pulling them into his, he intertwined his fingers in hers and held them down to the piano as his eyes locked on hers. His thrusts becoming deeper and harder with the emotion he found in her eyes, and in moments, they found their release together crying out one another's names. His hands released hers and softly he brushed his thumb over her cheek, wiping away a tear. His eyes looking into hers softly, it seemed as though he could see into her soul.
"Kevin, I love you," she whispered.
He touched her lips softly with his fingertips. "I love you too baby. I'm so sorry for being gone, I..." he replied. Laying his head down on her chest, he laid there motionless, amazed at the way it felt to finally have her back in his arms.
She ran her hands through his hair. "Shhh, Kev, it's okay. I've missed you, too," she whispered.
He took in a breath, lifting his head, his eyes meeting hers. "Alima, I don't know how we could have missed this, and I don't care why. All I know is that I never want to be without you. Alima, marry me," he asked, terrified at her response.
She looked at him in complete surprise and then, as the realization of what he had said hit her, she smiled softly and began kissing him, answering him as she once had before, without words.
The two began their love making once more, but in the back of both of their minds began the question - How in the world were they gonna tell her brother and family? Her brother, you wonder? Well, Alima is Howie's baby sister and, now, she's gonna marry his best friend. But that question would be for another day as the two of them continued their love making long into the night and into the early light of day.
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