Jon parked the car off the main entrance to the house and turned off the ignition. Tony had called shortly after they left the restaurant and needed some measurements for the stage from the blueprints.
“This shouldn’t take long, come inside with me. Then we’ll get to that pool lesson I owe you.” Jon winked as he stepped from the car.
“Whatever you say.”
The door opened to a grand foyer. Black-and-white marble covered the floors as a spiral mahogany staircase stood off to the right.
“Follow me.” Jon said.
They made their way into what appeared to be the formal living room. The room was grand. Ceiling to floor windows and doors allowed for the breathtaking view of the river. Dark hardwood floors partially covered with a large hand-woven rug. Four armchairs flanked a blue couch with yellow pillows with matching fabric. Family portraits were strategically placed throughout the room and an enormous television hung on the wall. Aside from the dark colors that flanked the floors and couch, the decor was not Ariana’s.
Off to the right sat a small alcove and then a door which led them into Jon’s office. Many of the dark colors transferred over to this room, the only difference, the accent colors were reds. His desk sat in the center of the room, with a few chairs around it. One wall comprised of bookcases, its shelves lined with books and awards.
Jon made his way over to his desk, “Have a seat, look around. I’ll only be a few minutes.”
“Take your time. I’m good.”
Wandering towards the bookcase she scanned the many accolades he’d received over the years. A glass pyramid sitting atop a thick black base etched with the words, Songwriters Hall of Fame caught her attention causing her heart to flutter. She remembered him calling and telling her how honored his was to be receiving this one.
From there she made her way over to the gleaming black piano that sat on the opposite side of the room and took a seat on the bench. She figured she had a few minutes before Jon would notice she had gone quiet, giving her just enough time to set her plan in motion.
She took her hair down out of the clip and mussed the waves over her shoulders. Next, she unbuttoned her shirt down two buttons and showed just enough cleavage to be daring. Adjusting her heels, she moved from sitting with her feet on the bench and butt on the piano to laying stomach down on it. She propped herself up on her elbows and waited for Jon to notice her sultry position.
Once on the piano, Ariana quickly became bored waiting for Jon to turn around and notice, so she gave him a little hint. Dangling her arm over the edge, she ran her fingers from the middle of the keys all the way up to the highest notes and back down again, just a light little trill of notes.
Jon looked up, obviously startled. Turning around to face the piano, the last thing he expected to see was a very sexual Ariana, spread out on top of his grand piano. Instantly going rock hard, he not so gently closed his laptop and scooted away from the desk. He stood and stalked towards the piano and Ari.
“Just what do you think you’re doing, Crash?” He practically growled the phrase.
“I’ve changed my mind, I don’t want pool lessons. I want you to play me like this piano.”
It didn’t take long for Jon to pull her to the edge. He put his hands on her knees and slid the dark gray skirt up over her hips. A devilish glint sparked her eyes as she slowly slipped off her shirt exposing her lacey bra. Tugging his t-shirt over his head he leaned in to nuzzle Ariana’s breasts. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him up for a mind-blowing kiss that left them both short of breath. He kissed his way down her neck and over each of her breasts, unhooked her bra and worshiped both nipples equally. Moving down her stomach, he kissed her mound over her lace underwear, taking in her sweet scent.
Ariana arched against him, murmuring approval as his fingers teased her sensitive skin by the hem of her now soaked panties before slipping inside for the bundle of nerve, alternating between harsh and soft, he stroked her with his thumb, moving in a circling motion. The wet licking of his tongue against her nipple made her even more sensitive and had him bracing himself against the strength of her thighs when her muscles contracted as she tried to close them together once her first small orgasm hit.
“You’re so wet, baby.” He said in a ragged voice.
Ariana just whimpered.
Slowly, he slipped a finger into her core and watched as she threw her head back in ecstasy, nearly causing her arms to give way. Supporting herself with only her elbows, Ariana lifted her calf over Jon’s shoulder and dug her heel into his back. Not painfully, mind you, but enough to get his attention.
“So you wanna play that way Crash.” Jon ground out before pulling her other calf over his shoulder and tearing her panties off in one smooth motion, causing her to let out a loud gasp.
Jon slipped another finger into her folds before leaning over and tasting her for himself. He worked his tongue between her legs, long licks along her slit right up to her clit as his fingers slowly pumped in and out. Her little screams of delight managed to give plenty attention to his swollen cock.
Ariana moaned out again, squeezing her legs tightly around his head, a fresh wave of desire washing over her.
“Jonnnnn.”
Looking up from his task to find Ariana lightly pinching her bare nipples, the dim evening light landing gently on her perfect breasts. He had about all he could take and withdrew his fingers.
“Fuck, don’t stop” Ariana shouted as her eyes flew open and found Jon feverishly toeing off his boots and shrugging out of his jeans.
“Scoot back.” He said as he quickly pivoted his body on top of hers, letting her feel his full weight. “You’re not the only one with a fantasy here.” He taunted as he wrapped his arms underneath her body and rolled both of them over, so that Ari was now on top, her swollen lips just inches from his hard cock.
“Really now.” Ari said desperately, reaching back and guided him into her waiting heat.
Jon slowly raised his legs and pushed into her heated core as Ari clenched around the head of his cock.
“God, you feel amazing.” Ariana moaned, forcing her body down on his shaft. “The way you fill me.” She teased, lifting then plunging back down.
“FUCK!” Jon hissed in pleasure as he roughly kneaded her breasts, alternating between lightly pinching her nipples.
Jon continued to stimulate her from underneath, a little stronger than before, clenching his pelvis muscles, making her more aroused as she felt him grow harder.
Ari ran her finger down the valley of her breasts slowly, down the flat plane of her stomach till she reached her pulsating nub... tantalizingly slow flicks, as she gave another mind-blowing grind against him.
He dug his fingers into her hips, probably leaving bruises, and pulled her down on top of him, capturing her mouth, their tongues battling roughly, as her rock-hard nipples dug into his chest. Ari rocked back and forth, her walls constricting against him with every movement. An electrifying jolt ran through her body as her clit scraped over the coarse hair right above where they were joined. Grinding into him a little bit harder with every thrust, Ari felt her orgasm overtake her and moaned into Jon’s mouth.
Jon began to thrust up into her harder than before, nearly sliding them off of the piano in the process. As she clenched and ripple around him, Jon gave a shout and sunk his teeth into her shoulder and thrust into her almost erratically, finally coming with a groan. Ariana gave one final tremble before collapsing onto his chest and giving one last sigh.
Neither moved for quite some time, still trying to regain their breath. Jon finally opened his eyes, and seeing Ariana staring down at him, gave a little chuckle and huffed out, “I’ll never be able to write another song on this piano again.”
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