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Shuffling further forward on the bed, I rolled ontoup my head "You play?"

Aliyana nodded, still star struck by the dahed once "I’ve played htlike this" Aliyana sat on the piano stool and caressed the white and black ivories

"The piano was my life when I was a kid And I still love to play Still love to get lost in the melody of my favorite piece" Aliyana bent forward and inhaled, her face lighting up "It’s gorgeous"

I didn’t knohat it was,in her eyes, but I couldn’t tear aze away from her as she sat on that dusty leather stool covered only in a sheet, a sheet that we’d just fucked on Her long hair was messy and fell loosely over her shoulder

She looked like a painting

Aliyana released both hands froroan as her round tits were bared But Aliyana didn’t noticeher Instead, she flexed her hands, and with an excited sers above the keys

I heldout, her eyes focused as she tested the sound, her feet shifting forward to press on the pedals

Then, closing her eyes, a serene expression spread across her beautiful face Aliyana began to play… perfectly play a piece of music like she was trained by Mozart or some shit A piece of music that couldn’t have suited her, and her infectious attitude any better The notes were laced with hope, love and joy… like a lullaby, but more powerful The et better Because that’s what Aliyana did, she et better

I had no idea why, but this piece oftears topussy It was like she was tellinghow she felt about me… about us… about e’d just done

I focused on Aliyana playing thatwith every new section: from happy to sad, from tearful to coed somewhere asthebeautiful piece of music I’d ever heard

I was co, sliers slowed to play a quieter, less co fro seizedI hadn’t dared let myself feel for… I didn’t honestly know if I ever had felt it before…

Hope

Being with Aliyana like this… her accepting soul only seeingunwarranted blind faith… she filled me with hope

Lei era speranza… She was hope La ht

It re hadout toin her se She’d watch e sad eyes, eyes that prayed for our lives to be better, and she’d brokenly whisper, Io prego perché tu possa trovare la tua luce, ht, my lost son…

My heart beat faster as the ers slowed as if she could sense I was fucking falling apart inside, the sweet soundinginside me took over, and unable to stop myself, I slid off the bed and silently crossed the rooers on one hand danced over the higher keys of the piano, the final high-pitched note hanging in the air

Before she’d even had a chance to move her hands from the keys and her bare feet fro her face to press her lips against mine The pressure in my chest disappeared as soon as her sweet taste entered my mouth

Shocked atup to wrap roundthe kiss, I hooked my arm around her waist and lifted her off the stool, her back flush against my front I walked us forward just a few steps to the side of the piano, our tongues still clashing Unable to wait any longer, I leaned her forward to press her sto her lips onover the inside of h to open up her pussy, and in one steady push, slidthis I wasn’t fucking her now… It was so more… because she was more…