The music room is quiet tonight, and I enjoy the welcome silence. We’ve just finished filming our latest video and I need to take a few day off. It’s been three weeks since Tay and I got engaged, and she has been busy trying to finalize the wedding plans. Kierra has been incredible with the schedule, venues, and everything else my girl needs.

As I take a seat on the bench in front of the piano, I inhale a long deep breath. There’s a song I’ve been working on for the ceremony. I want to surprise her and I only have time to write when my angel isn’t here. She’s sneaky though. She found my notebook the other night wanting to know what I was writing.

We've decided on warm weather for our celebration, so we have set a date in summer. We have rented a winery in Napa. It’s romantic, beautiful and we will stay after the reception. The girls have been shopping for dresses non-stop and Tayla has her mind on something particular. I can’t wait to feast my eyes on her in the dress. Out of it too.

“Cal.” Her soft sweet voice tugs me from dirty thoughts and vivid images.

“What’s up, Petal?” Twisting to face her, I notice she’s dressed in a floor length charcoal dressing gown. It's new, I haven't seen it before. “You buy that today?” She nods, shutting the door. She turns the lock with a soft click.

“I wanted to say hi. I missed you.” Her tentative steps towards me allow me to fully take her in. The robe is sheer and in the dim light of the lamps behind her, her curves are visible through the satin material. An exquisite sight and my cock agrees, throbbing in agony against my zipper.

“I missed you too, gorgeous.” She reaches up and slips off the thin robe. The lump in my throat nearly suffocates me as I try to swallow past it. She’s wearing a tiny black thong, matching corset, and a garter belt. I didn’t notice it earlier, but she also has a pair of black heels on her feet. “Fuck.”

“You like?”

“Jesus, Tayla, I fucking love.” My groan is evidence enough that my lust for her is through the roof. Her sweet giggle sends electric currents to my dick. I am aching to fill her tight wet cunt. “Come over here.” She complies. As soon as she’s standing between my thighs, my hands hold onto the backs of her knees. “Lean over.” When she does, I have an incredible view of her luscious tits.

Chestnut eyes stare at me, waiting for my next command. “Do you enjoy making me hard for you?” Her nod is brief. Her pupils dilate as I caress her legs. I grip her hips, pushing her back. Rising from my seat, we’re now face to face. Or face to chest. She’s a head shorter than me, and when I glance down, the beautiful cleavage has a low groan rumbling in my throat.

“Cal…”

“Shhh, Petal. I am in charge. I want you to hold onto the edge of the piano. You will bend over, till your sexy little ass is poised for me. Then you are to spread your legs wide. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Callum.” A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth. I step backward and watch her lean forward. It’s taken all my strength not to spank her creamy skin or rip that tiny scrap of material from her body and ram inside her. The room is so quiet. Her breaths are the only thing I hear. And they’re becoming harsher. The anticipation of what I’m about to do is turning her on.

Unzipping my jeans, I drop them to the floor, and tug my tee off. I am standing in a pair of briefs and nothing else. I pad towards her. With a tight grip on her hips, I press my rigid cock against her ass. “Cal… Please?” Without warning, I raise my hand, bringing it down on her peach ass. The red print appears and I can’t help smiling. Mine.

“What, Petal? You came in here for something tonight. You want my cock darling? You need me to fill your tight little pussy deep and hard?”

“Yes. I do.”

I rain a second swat on the other cheek of her porcelain flesh. Her long hair is loose. Perfect. Fisting it, I pull her up against me. “You ache for me? Like this?” Thrusting my erection between her ass cheeks again earns me a sexy whimper. When she pushes against me, I know she’s probably dripping. “My naughty little angel is wet for me, isn’t she?”

Her head moves, in what I can only assume to be a nod. “Be quiet okay.” Another attempt at agreeing with me and I push her over on the black shiny wood of the piano. With a swift move, I rip the thong from her body. Her gasp is louder than I want, which earns her two more swats.

But when I squat behind her it’s me who groans loudly. Her sweet nectar scent intoxicates me. With my tongue flat against her, I lick her long and slow. Fuck! My dick is throbbing painfully. I can’t handle it anymore. Rising, I shove my briefs off and without a word, plunge deep into her. To the hilt. The sexy noises that escape her mouth have me pulsing inside her.

Pulling out and slamming back in, my body trembling. Again and again. I am coiled so tight I may snap. “Cal… Cal.. um..” Her broken words rip me from a haze of lust. “I ache for you everywhere.” It takes a minute for her request to sink into my sex fuelled brain. My thumb circles the puckered hole I have been dying to claim.

“Here, baby? You want me to take your tight little ass?” There are no words, only a nod. I pull out of her sopping pussy, sliding two fingers into her. Using her arousal as lubricant, I tease the incredibly tight hole. She’s so fucking tight. I won’t last long.

My fingers slip into her slowly. “Relax, baby. I need you calm. Okay?” She nods again. My fingers slide into her ass. As soon as she relaxes, my fingers slide in easily. She trusts me with her body. It’s the biggest turn on ever.

When I nudge her with the crown of my shaft she whimpers. Slowly working the tip into her. “That’s it baby. Just relax.” My fingers slide into her pussy and flick her clit, tweaking it. Taking her concentration off my cock and onto what my hand is doing. She relaxes as I inch my way deeper. Slow. Methodical. As soon as I slip into the tightest part of her, my eyes roll back. Jesus, fuck! “God, Tay, you feel so good. So fucking good.”

“Fuck me, Callum. Please?” That’s what I needed to hear. My body moves of its own volition. Sliding in and out. Faster. Harder. Slower. My mind is blank. All that matters, is our joined bodies. My grip on her hips will leave a bruise, there’s no doubt. My cock pistons into her. “Yes, Cal. I’m close.” Those four words bring me to the edge. I reach around and tweak her hard bud with my thumb and forefinger sending her crashing into the abyss with me. My Angel. My Petal. Forever.