"That... is music."
James wasn't entirely sure what came over him, but the moment her firey red lips finished speaking, he wanted to taste them. He crossed the room in two urgent strides and took her face in his hands to kiss her. He wanted to empty the stormy blaze he felt into her, but unexpectedly, he was met in kind. Allegra flung her arms around him and kissed him with a fervor that suggested she felt the same possession as he.
"Wait, wait!" she gasped, remembering the precious item she still held. Allegra half-turned in his embrace to set down the violin and bow, but this exposed her throat and shoulder to his hungry kisses. Her groan tickled his lips and caused him to laugh against her skin. She shuddered and James slipped his hands up her bare back to make her do it again. Eventually, her hands became free and she pushed him back.
"Now," she growled, causing another excited stir in his body, "Let's do this properly." Allegra gave no warning, but pulled him close to her and crashed his lips on hers. Her mouth opened immediately and he eagerly set his tongue to exploring. Somehow, she kept him occupied there long enough that when they broke apart to gasp for air, James was shocked to see her without a shirt. As expected for her petite frame, her breasts were not large and cumbersome, but small and well-formed. He reached out slowly and took one in his hand. It was firm, but gave easily under his fingers. James could even feel her heartbeat rise when he rolled a nipple between his fingers through her white cotton bra.
Allegra didn't make a sound, but pushed him backwards until he felt pressure behind his knees and was forced to sit. Not much was needed to hold his attention while she slid off her bra and unclasped the loose chain belt from her hips. She stepped out of her skirt, but left a final, flimsy barrier- a thin pair of loose panties. James wanted to shrink away from the predatory look in her eyes when she stepped up to him, but a pulling in his loins held him rooted firmly in place; almost edging forward off the low, padded seat, even. The tiny woman's delicate fingers made short work of the little buttons James' large fingers struggled to operate. The air in the office was chilly, but her skin radiated heat and he found that he wasn't cold at all. Still, he cringed at his exposure. James wasn't an unattractive man by any standards, but he had certainly never been known for his physical superiority.
Allegra hooked her forefinger in the waistband of his now painfully tight jeans. Ever so slowly, she unbuttoned and then unzipped the garment. James nearly cried with relief as he sprung free, but managed to turn his whimper into a more masculine groan. It's freedom was short-lived, though, in only a moment, the weight of the black-haired violin teacher trapped the hard shaft against his abdomen. It was so easy, when her chest was a mere two inches from his face, to take the same nipple he handled earlier in his mouth and suck, producing a most satisfying, guttural moan somewhere above his head. Nails clutched his hair, scratching the scalp beneath. James saw an opportunity: if Allegra could be sufficiently distracted by his teeth gently pulling on her bud, he could just about slip his fingers around and in...
Wham! James hands were instantly imprisoned in tiny, angry shackles against something cool, polished and black. The soft, acoustic ring just behind his ears meant only one thing... Allegra was holding him prisoner against the grand piano. Her eyes flashed.
"And what," she asked in a low, growling purr, "do you think you are doing there?"
"I... ah... that is..."
"Hmm?" James felt her tug at his jeans until his hips became completely bare and he still hadn't thought of an answer. Her legs were so warm... he didn't even realize that his hands were free; in a moment, he didn't care, either. Rough against his sensitive, bare skin, Allegra rubbed herself slowly up and down his entire length letting him feel more of her heat and the wetness there, still sheathed. James' hands trailed up her thighs, skirting around the forbidden area and up her sides. Holding her torso still, he leaned forward and traced her curves with the very tip of his tongue. Once more, she shuddered as the warmth became cold in naked air. Her arms laid lightly on his; her hands gripping his shoulders. Every time James' tongue threatened to breach no-man's land, Allegra stiffened and gripped more tightly, but relaxed again when his mouth darted away to circle her navel or trace a hipbone. He could feel her breathing grow heavy and her weight sank again into his lap.
When his concentration wavered, Allegra seized a chance and took him firmly by his hair. Bending him until his throat was completely exposed, she dragged her hot tongue from one shoulder, across his collarbones and the hollow between them while one hand raked his chest. James panted and grabbed her hips- all pretense of gentle teasing gone. He ground himself against Allegra repeatedly, listening to the increasing intensity of her moans and gasps and driving himself insane with want. There was only one solution.
James took Allegra in both arms and stood up. Surprised, she clung to him, her hardened nipples pressing into his chest and her fingernails into his back. He turned around quickly and sat her on the piano bench, but not before sneaking his hand under and seizing her infernal underwear. He stared into her dark eyes and waited, hardly daring to breathe.
Allegra hesitated, but only for a moment. Her big brown eyes met his through dark eyelashes and she whispered, "Go on."
James needed no second bidding, but ripped away the flimsy cloth with a satisfying tearing sound. A shocked gasp spurred him onward to press his advantage, so he pressed up against her, setting his member squarely against her opening, and penetrated immediately. The wash of heat and constrictive grip caused his toes to curl. Allegra fell back against the closed lid of the keyboard with both a shudder and a sigh. Their flushed bodies only allowed them a moment to rest before demanding satisfaction most insistently. James withdrew slowly before penetrating a second time and then a third. Allegra hissed through her teeth each time and closed her eyes tightly, but suddenly sat up and huskily repeated her earlier command directly in his ear: "Go on!"
James' thrusts gradually gathered speed and strength, but he wasn't disciplined enough to control himself. He used one hand planted on the piano for balance and to gain enough leverage to completely fill his teacher with each rocking thrust, and the other to hold her close to him so that their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other. Allegra, for her part, buried her face in his shoulder and clung to him for all she was worth. Her whimpers were unfortunately muffled, but her teeth pressed into his skin and pinched him occasionally, which was not altogether an unpleasant contrast to the pleasure he felt inside her.
He drove himself into her relentlessly, shaking the piano and causing sounds equal to her every moan. He felt her back tense and she pressed into his every push with urgent need. She constricted around him like the grip of a warm, wet hand. He made a high, thin sound through his nose and forced himself harder. They were almost flat against the piano now, the great instrument rocking back and forth with their passions, creaking. Allegra keened and trembled violently under him, but James couldn't think anymore; his vision was blurred with the blood pounding in his ears and stung from dripping sweat. He felt his spine stiffen and hips buckle. There was no hesitation in giving in, only thrusting himself willingly into this woman's arms.
Neither knew how long it took to become reasonable again, but it was definitely many moments before they recovered. The sweat had frozen and dried before James stood and respectfully looked away from his teacher's naked body. Allegra stood and briskly re-dressed, bidding him bluntly to do the same. He did, packing away his violin directly after.
"Our time is up," Allegra observed. "Same time next week?"