It was an angry kiss. His tongue thrusted into her mouth angrily. His one hand pushed her butt hard against him while he grind himself against her. The other hand was buried in her hair, holding her head to his. He deepened the kiss and a moan escaped her at the ferocity of his kiss.
He put her arms around him and in one movement, carried her up against him, his hands holding her butt tightly. Her legs automatically wrapped around his hips. She could feel his hard rod straining against his pants between them. He continued to kiss her, his tongue thrusting into her mouth, as if mimicking what was to come next.
He started to walk with her straddled around him and before she knew it, her back was to the piano. He broke their kiss and placed her on top of the piano. His eyes are dark with
