Chapter 13

DIANA

Sending Levi to the recording room gave me some space to clear my head. His intoxicating scent leaving my immediate vicinity cooled some of the fire in my blood, but it couldn’t erase the memory of his touch or his breath fanning my skin.

Everything about the rock star aroused me, both mind and body. His physical presence ignited another spark of motivation inside of me.

Each time he brought erotic thoughts to the forefront of my mind, another song came to life in response.

An easy ambiance settled over the studio as we worked. I truly enjoyed the experience more than I ever dreamed possible.

Creating something new with that frantic energy humming under my skin and Levi playing piano on the other side of the glass brought new words effortlessly to the surface.

By noon, I had half a new song written. An excitement to share those new words filled me and lifted me out of my seat.

Before I realized it, I’d pushed the button to get Levi’s attention in the recording room.

He jerked his head up and smiled at me through the glass. The curve of his lips and the twinkle in his eye made my heart skip a beat.

Levi pulled off his headphones and set them on top of the grand piano. When I lifted my notebook, showing him the scribbled words, he waved his hand for me to join him.

Working together in separate rooms was one thing. But without the glass window between us, a tingle of nerves rushed through me.

After this morning, I didn’t trust myself not to throw myself at him.

Steeling my resolve, I clutched the notebook to my chest and marched toward the door. I gripped the cold handle and twisted it.

When I passed through the door into the warmer recording room, my stomach flipped.

Levi’s wide shoulders stretched his charcoal gray shirt deliciously. He twisted around on the piano bench, and my eyes dropped to his bulging bicep.

Then he patted his thigh, an open invitation to take a seat.

My throat constricted when I tried to swallow.

~Oh God, does he want me to sit in his lap? What should I do?~

I shook my head. “I’m not doing that.”

I wanted to sit in his lap again. More than that, I wanted him to bend me over the piano and stretch me out.

“Oh, come on. You’re the one who bites, remember?” he patted his thigh again.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes. Yet that was enough to convince me.

Levi didn’t even attempt to hide his smirk as I stepped around the bench, then lowered myself onto his lap.

He watched me as if I were a queen, taking a seat at her throne, like I belonged right there with my ass seated on his legs.

Knowing I wasn’t wearing any underwear and my pussy was right on his leg made my insides quiver with charged need.

His thigh was so warm, and his body flush with my backside made my head dizzy in the best way.

“Here,” I breathed shakily, handing over the notebook.

Levi accepted with a bright grin. His eyes gleamed while he read over the half-page I’d written as if he was reading words from the divine.

And his smile stretched wider with each line.

I thrummed a random tune on the piano while he read to hide how nervous I was for his approval.

An excited chuckle passed his lips, and his legs bounced from the force. The friction against my heated pussy forced me to choke down the gasp that lurched in the back of my throat.

“This is fantastic. How should it be sung?” Levi asked. His hot breath brushed over the side of my neck, provoking a shiver down my spine.

“Well, I’ll have to write out the music for you, so you know what notes to hit,” I stammered. Sitting on his muscled thigh made focusing on music impossible.

He snuck an arm around my waist, and my muscles melted. He dropped his heated palm on my leg, right inside my knee.

A jolt lanced through me from his hand on my skin, and it landed at the apex of my thighs.

“You could do that. Or you could sing it for me right now and show me how you want it,” his voice dipped at the end, implying something different from what he said.

And I swore he tensed and shifted his leg with wicked intent beneath me.

I yanked my hands away from the piano.

“I don’t think so. I don’t sing anymore.” For anyone or anything.

“Come on, Diana. It’s just the two of us here, and I need to know how to sing your songs.” He kissed the back of my shoulder, causing my eyes to clench shut.

“I want to hear you sing for me.”

His fingers on my thigh stroked higher under the hem of my dress. My legs inched farther apart, silently encouraging him.

“Here, I’ll help you.” Levi’s other hand grabbed my wrist and placed my fingers back on the piano keys.

“Now sing.”

With muscle memory and instinct, my fingers danced over the keys. It was a quick tempo, with fast beats meant to mimic his other songs.

I tentatively sang the first line. ~“Open mouthed on my holy grail.”~

Levi’s knee under me nudged my legs farther apart. His finger skirted up the inside of my thigh, and the tickle caused me to nearly miss the next note.

Wanton heat dipped from my heart to the pit of my stomach. I unwittingly rolled my hips into his lap, seeking more friction.

~“You drink your fill without fail.”~

Without the barrier of underwear, his wandering fingers had easy access to my center. He swiped one digit over my slit.

Finding me already wet, he blew out a hot breath against my shoulder.

Electricity skittered over my flesh when his thumb nudged my clit. I missed the next note of the song and stuttered mindlessly through a gasp.

“Keep going. Don’t stop,” Levi demanded in a quiet rasp.

With his thumb circling over my clit and the pleasure surging in my stomach, I didn’t have the concentration to continue singing.

“Oh, fuck. Ah!” I moaned, shaking in his lap.

“Come on, pretty little songbird, I know you can keep going. Let me hear you sing.”

His fingers swirled faster, drawing fiery pleasure to the surface of my being.

For Levi, I found the will to keep singing despite the explosions he caused by lighting up my skin.

~“Sweet and raw, your adulation.”~ I lost control of my volume, crying out, ~“I delight in your gratification.”~

“Yes, yes. That’s good, that’s so good, pretty bird. Are you going to come for me?”

Levi nuzzled his forehead against my shoulder all while his fingers moved swift and sure between my thighs.

“Sing for me when you come, songbird. I want to hear it.”

My head arched back from the swelling fever in my core. “Ah, Levi!” As a rippling climax swept through me, my hands slammed onto the piano, and my body shook wildly.

“God, you have such a pretty voice. I love hearing you cry out like that,” he said. His gruff tone sent me reeling through the aftershocks.

“Levi, I—” I stuttered when he inserted two fingers into my pussy, stretching out the slick walls of my cunt. “What are you doing?”

He pressed his mouth to the side of my neck and spoke gruffly. “I need to make sure I’ll fit when I finally get inside you, songbird.”

That sensual promise, mingled with his fingers stroking something overstimulated within me, sent me tipping over the edge once more.

“Oh, fuck!” I screamed, falling over onto the piano. A discordant noise exploded through the room as I quivered in his lap.

“Did you come again, songbird?” he chuckled darkly into my shoulder. “You like the thought of me being inside of you? We can make that a reality as soon as you’re ready.”

Lost in the carnal haze, all I could think was that I couldn’t wait for Levi to fuck me. I wanted him to be my first, and dammit, I wanted to sing for him.