Twenty-Two
Halo
AS MY WORDS lingered in the air between me and Viper, he reached up, wrapped his fingers over my right hand, and pried it free from his jacket. Then he laced his fingers with mine and stepped around me.
Viper led me around the side of the piano and past one of the mammoth wings, and as we went, I reached out to gently run my fingers across the feathers. They felt luxurious under my fingertips, and when he guided me around to the back of the instrument, I traced the tip of my index finger along the curve of the lid and tilted my head back to once again take in their sheer magnificence.
“They’re breathtaking,” I whispered, as though I were in the presence of some kind of deity.
“So are you,” Viper said as he moved in behind me, wrapping one of his arms around my waist as he pushed my hair to the side so he could press his mouth to the sensitive skin of my neck.
At the touch of his lips, I automatically angled my head to give him better access, and Viper took immediate advantage. He kissed his way up to the spot under my ear, and as he flattened his palm on my stomach, I moved back into him.
He hummed by my ear, and a tremble racked my body. “You feel so fuckin’ good in my arms, Angel.”
And God, it felt good to be there. The heat from Viper’s body emanated from his clothes to surround me, and when he slid his palm down to cover the erection now throbbing behind the zipper of my pants, a soft moan left my lips.
I turned my head, wanting Viper’s mouth on mine, and when my eyes found his, the love that had been swirling in them earlier was still there, but now it was mixed with that dangerous edge I craved so much from him. The one that told me he was as turned on by me as I was by him, and it was still such a damn rush to know that this irresistible, compelling man was mine.
“Kiss me,” I said, and my demand had those wicked lips of Viper’s curving before he lowered his head and brushed them across mine in a flirt of a kiss that wasn’t nearly enough. “Viper…”
“Right here, Angel. Whaddya need?”
My breathing was coming a little faster now, his tease making me even greedier for him. And with the night, the gift, and the actual playing of this spectacular piano, my lust and desire for Viper—the man who’d gone out of his way to give me such a perfect moment in time—was at an all-time high.
“I need…” My words trailed off into a moan as Viper squeezed me through the front of my pants.
“Tell me and I’ll give it to you. Whatever you want,” Viper promised, his raspy voice making my balls tingle.
I reached down to press my hand over the top of his, and Viper groaned as I bucked my hips forward, thrusting my aching length into his palm, wanting—no, needing—more friction.
“Undo my pants,” I said, panting, watching his eyes as I issued my request, and without breaking the searing connection, Viper popped open the button on my pants and slowly drew the zipper down.
“Like that?”
I nodded, but when Viper raised a brow and didn’t move, I said, “Yes. Just like that.”
“Oh, I could get used to this,” he said, and chuckled. “Tell me…what’s next, Angel?”
Viper’s breath was warm as it floated across my lips, and his eyes were close to black as they roamed all over my face, waiting for my next instruction, and there was no way I wasn’t going to give it.
“Your hands…” I said, and swallowed. “I want them on me.” Viper slid one of his hands down into my pants beneath my briefs, and then wrapped his fingers around me. “Yesss. God. That’s perfect.”
“I’ll fucking say.” Viper lowered his head and flicked the tip of his tongue over my earlobe. “You’re so damn hard.”
My cock jerked at the compliment as Viper gave it a nice, slow stroke, and when my eyes fluttered shut from the pleasure, he did it again, pulling from me a throaty moan. My head fell back on Viper’s shoulder as he began to work my length, my hips pumping forward, my dick sliding in and out of the tight hold he had on me, until he nudged me forward a step, and my stomach came into contact with the piano.
My eyes flew open and focused on the spotlight that made the closed lid glimmer like diamonds, as Viper released my cock and tugged my pants down my hips. Then I licked my lips and smoothed my palms over the white wood finish, much the same way Viper was now trailing his fingers up the sides of my thighs and over my ass.