He watched her from behind, her small body gracefully moving in the dance of a trance, her hands alive with a life of their own, as they touched the ivory keys. Her fingers curved slightly as they glided from note to note; the soft murmur of sound enticing and inviting. As he listened, images flashed in his mind from subtle shades of memory to the more familiar sensual passion. Sublime echoes were created then built with the ascension of the notes. Her hands gracefully shifted as her long fingers moved slightly with each strike. Music resonated in the darkened hallway with the crashing of keys; the music calling with a passion and power of its own. A lone lamp fought against the darkness that illuminated her slender figure, contrasting her pale skin against the blackness of the piano. Her silhouette was a vision of radiance that absorbed the light into her green velvet robe. Her body swayed lost in a whirlwind of sound.
Long dark tresses softly framed her face and blended into the robe around her shoulders; the slight waves of her hair moved with the rhythm of her body and her music. Her eyes focused inward, not seeing what was in front of her but gazing at a score in her mind. Lost in her own world, she was engrossed by the dancing lines of black notes. He stepped closer still outside the boundary of the light and watched those hands, sensuously caress the notes, the light touch of her fingers seductively brought forth the sweet music. The small light reflecting off of her body gave her a radiance of beauty in this hour; her curves and the elegance of her movements were inviting and sensuous. The song enticed him, aroused him, and awakened a deep passion for her. The desire to watch and listen conflicted with the fire to hold and embrace her in the mood of the moment.
He could feel the music enter him and twist around his heart. Starting as a whisper into his ear the music subtly shifting she knew he was watching. The notes became a caress on his face as though her fingers, like a tender massage, traveled down his neck to his chest. The notes regulated his breath to a slow whisper and mixed desire and lust. The pull of passion drew him to the light as his heart beats joined with the music. He could not hold back his need for her, to embrace the vision before him.
Placing his hands gently on her shoulders, he felt the initial thrill of vibrancy like an electric shock course through him. She acknowledged his presence with her sweet smile as her fingers glided onward. He leaned into the left side of her head, his warm breath caressed her ear as he whispered softly to her "Beautiful ...." His tongue trailed on her ear with the last lingering syllable, softly sucking on her lobe. She turned her head to try and capture his lips wanting to feel his mouth on hers and leaned her body into him feeling his heavy breathing. His whispers seductive, as he left a trail of kisses around her ear, combed her hair with his fingers letting the strands tangle in his hands as he placed his hungry lips on her neck. Parting her lips, an involuntary moan escaped her. Her lips reached for him, calling his name as her eyes drank him in. Her body radiated a soft glow of warmth as he stroked her skin.
His hands slid down her back feeling the slight motions of her shoulders as she continued playing unabated, the music pouring from her dancing fingers. He felt the flex and motion of her skin as it shuddered under his touch. Struggling to steady her breath as his lips stroked her neck her whimpers betrayed her arousal, yet she played on not quite surrendering to his touch, letting him prolong the invitation. His hands moved slowly over her cheeks, her eyes closed as his kisses teased and brushed over her. Gently sliding his fingers over her lips, she parted them softly surrendering them to his touch. He outlined a soft pattern on her mouth with the tips of his fingers, asking a sensual question in the tease of his hands. He let the moisture of her lips on his fingers trail down her neck, the fire of flesh and the desire to be held apparent from her soft sighs. Moving close behind her, his finger tips brushed her sides feeling the curve of her waist and the rhythm of her breath.
Her hands moved as a whisper over the piano keys, he scratched her back with a feather touch. His hands slipped a tender touch over her shoulders then returned to caress her face. Gliding across the last of notes distractedly, trying desperately to finish, she pushed her warm body back into him, tilting her face up to capture his eyes. He could see arousal and lust burning in them, dark pools reflecting the light and he was consumed with her. Her gaze spoke of desire for him, wanting so much to hold and be touched, needing to be filled and joined with him. As she leaned back she placed her hands on his hips and she pulled him next to her tightly so she could feel the contact and warmth of his familiar body. Her fingers grasped him from built-up desire wanting his touch and to be held in his arms. He leaned over her as he kissed her forehead. He moved down the bridge of her nose and playfully kissed it.
At last his lips reached the entrance of her desire, her glowing moist red lips eliciting another moan when his hands reached around her face and her fingers dug into him. Their lips met and the thrill coursed through his body, from the tingle at the edge of his fingers to his raging arousal and it came forth on the tip of his lips as he gently took her upper lip, wanting nothing but to taste her. Their tongues touched as fires burned and his skin was a flame. He sucked in her lips into his warm wanting mouth his fingers moved across her sides. His hands twisting through her hair, delighting in the feel of the strands around his fingers, then over her face and his lips drank from hers. At last he pulled away to gasp a breath from the intensity of their fiery kisses.
The warmth of her body as he held her in his arms made her want him urgently. He felt an almost uncontrollable urge to tear away the deep velvet robe that clung to her separating their flesh. His hands gently traced the outline of her firm breasts through the fabric as she sighed a moan of contentment from is touch. His hands slid down the robe that hugged her curves, he reached an edge of the robe peeling it away, her flesh at last exposed to his touch. The lightest touch sent a flood of desire to hold and feel to quench his thirst for her his focus entirely on the vision of beauty before him. He bent down and sucked her neck teasing the skin and nibbling her softness. He could feel her body respond, and a moan escape her lips.
He gently twisted her body turning her to face him, peered into her face captivated by her glowing eyes and the curve of her lips. Her eyes shimmered in the dim illumination so alive and wide open as they drank in his gaze. He paused a moment entranced by the beautiful woman before him. Groaning in a whisper he was no longer able to hold back. He grabbed her into his arms crushing her body to his. His lips possessed hers, as his hands slid through her hair, her slender fingers tore at his clothes, desperately trying to wrest them off him. Their mouths were a fire of passion, lit by the music that still played within their hungry bodies. His tongue danced with hers and as he tasted her mouth, it only made him hungry for more.