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I draped my legs over his and hunched down, the position leaving my hips tilted so my plugged hole was accessible. Seth reached around my belly and slid his hand between my thighs, taking hold of the base of the toy and tapping it. The movement was slight, but the impact inside me was intense.

"Seth," I cried out when I felt my gland being stimulated over and over again.

"G.o.d." He wrapped his free arm around me and started pinching my nipples. "I love making you feel good." He nipped at my neck. "Love hearing you scream my name."

With his all-over sensual a.s.sault, I was pretty sure I was babbling incomprehensibly.

After an interminable amount of pleasure, I gathered the mental power to say, "I want you inside me."

"I want that too."

I rose to my knees and Seth came with me, keeping his arm around my chest and lending me support. He kissed my left shoulder and then kept going, moving his lips across the entire span of my back and ending at my other shoulder. While he gentled me with his mouth, he slowly removed the toy from my sensitive channel, giving me the same pleasure and sensation on the way out as he had on the way in. Between the warmth of the room, the silkiness of the water lapping at my thighs, and the intense desire scrambling my brain, I felt like I was in a dream, relaxed and hazy.

"Are you ready for me?" Seth said into my ear. We were both kneeling, and I felt his heated flesh touching my puckered opening.

"Always."

He gripped my hip, anchoring me, as he slowly penetrated me with his rigid d.i.c.k.

"Oh, Seth." I trembled and put my hand over his, needing to connect with yet another part of him. "Feels so good."

"For me too, baby." He bottomed out and then held me tightly, caressing me with his hands while he made small circular movements with his hips.

I twisted my head back and looked at him, begging a kiss with my eyes. He met me right away, lapping at my lips before pressing his tongue between them, making the kiss pa.s.sionate from the start.

"Mmm," I moaned and started rocking my hips, causing more friction inside my channel.

"Eli!" he shouted, his cracking voice telling me he was close to the edge.

"You can go harder," I a.s.sured him. "I want you to."

He shook, his whole body trembling against mine, then he squeezed me tightly for a moment before taking a deep breath and moving back, slowly dragging his c.o.c.k out of me until just the crown was pressed inside.

"Please," I rasped.

He clasped my hips and in an instant, I was impaled again, a hard shove making me gasp and cry out in pleasure.

"Ungh," he grunted and plundered my hole, sliding in and then yanking out before slamming back inside again. "Bring yourself off, baby." He moved faster, harder, his grip on my hips tightening. "I can't. I need to-" He moaned loudly, his aroused noises melding with my cries and the sound of skin slapping against skin.

I reached one arm over my shoulder and circled it around his neck and wrapped my free hand around my d.i.c.k, tugging in time with his strokes.

"Seth," I said when I felt the crest approaching. I looked over my shoulder, my gaze locking with his. He was moving frantically, chasing his o.r.g.a.s.m. His expression was focused and so aroused it looked almost pained, but mostly it was adoring, deeply adoring. "Seth!" I shouted as the first shot of e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e left my d.i.c.k.

"Yeah?" he asked desperately. When he flicked his gaze down and saw the creamy seed pulsing over my hand, his eyes widened and he roared, shoving in one last time and staying deep inside me as he stiffened and came hard.

Once my b.a.l.l.s were completely drained, I slumped, my bones feeling like rubber. Seth held on and slid back to a sitting position, taking me with him and staying inside my quivering body. I raised my hand to his mouth in invitation and he took it, licking my seed off my fingers.

"Love you," he whispered.

I looked back at him, kissed his chin, and said, "Love you too."

Chapter 17.

Eli Block.

ONE OF OF the advantages and disadvantages of working with Seth was that I was regularly invited to join him at weddings. I say "invited" because that's how it was always phrased. the advantages and disadvantages of working with Seth was that I was regularly invited to join him at weddings. I say "invited" because that's how it was always phrased.

"Oh, Eli, of course we'll make sure to have room for you too. Please feel free to come with Rabbi Cohen. As long as you're there, can you sing for a few minutes or can you play the piano during the bride's march or blah blah blah." You get the idea.

I could have said no if it actually bothered me, especially because in addition to working as a cantorial soloist, I had gotten a job teaching music at the university, so my time was very limited. But the truth was, I was happy to help members of our congregation on their big day, and I liked being able to spend time with my boyfriend. So my complaints were mostly for show.

Of course, every once in a while, the Seth wedding curse would rear its staple-gunned head, and then every whine was heartfelt. That actually happened, by the way. A wedding decorator honest to goodness staple-gunned her a.s.sistant's forehead. She claimed it was an accident. I wasn't so sure. There was a lot of blood, but the wound wasn't very deep, so bygones and all that.

Anyway, I was becoming a regular on the wedding circuit. Which was why I was at yet another hotel, being escorted to yet another ballroom so I could see the piano where I'd be sitting-and playing-during the ceremony. Seth had gotten cornered in the lobby by a gaggle of people needing him to solve the crisis of the day, but he promised to catch up with me.

"Do you want me to play something to keep people entertained while they're taking their seats or do you just want me to play the march when Jennifer walks down the aisle?" I asked the groom.

"Oh, you don't have to... well, would you mind? Because that would be great. I know Jennifer would love it."

"It's not a problem." I shrugged. "I'll be sitting there anyway, right? Might as well make myself useful."

"Thanks, Eli. I can't tell you how much we appreciate it. Jennifer really wanted this to be nice, but you wouldn't believe how expensive weddings are. I mean, we did as much as we could ourselves, but even with that, there wasn't room in the budget to hire musicians."

I patted his back. "I'm happy to help."

The room where the wedding was being held adjoined the reception area, which would make it easy for guests to move from one s.p.a.ce to the next.

"We can cut through here," Donny said as we turned a corner. "It's a staff entrance, but we've been using it all day to decorate the room."

He opened a small door at the end of the reception ballroom and I followed him inside. Donny had had a long, busy day, and he was on a mission to show me the piano. I a.s.sumed those were the reasons he didn't recognize what I immediately saw when I walked into the room.

"Uh, Donny." I stopped in my tracks and leaned over one of the large, round tables, trying to get a closer look at the centerpiece.

"Yeah."

He hadn't noticed me stopping, so he was surprised when he turned around and found himself several feet ahead of me.

I glanced at him and pointed at the gla.s.s bowl. The bottom was lined with rocks and three stalks of bamboo grew out of it. "This centerpiece-"

"Oh." He rolled his eyes. "We got engaged in Hawaii, and they're really big on bamboo there, so Jennifer thought it'd be meaningful to use it at the wedding. Plus, like I said, we were doing as much as we could ourselves. She worked on these with her sisters."

I flicked my gaze to bowl and then back to him. "She made these centerpieces?"

"Yeah. She bought the bowls and the s.h.i.+ny rocks at a craft store and found the bamboo at the Asian market. She was up half the night, but"-he smiled proudly-"it looks good, right? You can't even tell they're homemade."

"Well, uh-"

"We need to hurry. People will be getting here soon." He started walking.

"Sure, but, Donny?"

"Come on, Eli, I need to show you the piano." He was almost at the door.

"Donny!"

"What?" He flipped around, looking annoyed.

"Your fish are, ehm, they're-"

He furrowed his brow. "What are you talking about?"

I pointed at the bowl. "The, uh-" I squinted. "Are those goldfish?"

He came toward me. "Yes. Well, no. I mean, they were supposed to be. Jennifer said to buy goldfish but I was crazy busy all week and by the time I went out yesterday to get them, the pet store didn't have any so I got those instead." He gestured toward the bowl nearest to him. "They're called Mollies, I think, but they look just like goldfish, so...." He halted and peered at the bowl. "Why is the fish floating?"

There could only be one answer to that question, and anyone over the age of six should know it, so I didn't respond.

"Is the fish dead?"

Yup. That was the answer.

He rushed to the table, s.n.a.t.c.hed the centerpiece, and held it up. "Holy s.h.i.+t. It's dead." He jerked his head toward me. "The fish is dead."

I bit my bottom lip, considered my options, and then realized I didn't have any. "Not it it," I said. "They."

"What do you-" Realization must have struck because he dropped the bowl, splas.h.i.+ng water onto the white tablecloth, and frantically darted his gaze around the room. "Oh holy f.u.c.king s.h.i.+t."

Yeah, that sounded about right when you realized your wedding reception had turned into a pet cemetery.

"They're all dead." He stared at me. "Why are they all dead?"

"Well, I'm not an expert, but my best guess is that these fish need to be aerated."

"What does that mean?"

"It means they need oxygen and there isn't any in a bowl of sitting water."

"But...." He walked over to another table and then another one. Death was there to greet him at every turn. "That's not possible. We saw this in Hawaii. They had them everywhere. Restaurants. The hotel. This party where-"

"They probably had different fish."

He looked at me wide-eyed. "That matters?"

"The kind of fish?"

He nodded.

"Yup. Goldfish you could have done, but Mollies." I shook my head. "Not so much."

"Oh my G.o.d. Jennifer is going to kill me."

"No, she won't," I said, even though I thought she very well might.

I mean, he said she'd been up all night making the d.a.m.n centerpieces and she gave him one job, which he failed dismally. Death was a possibility. I looked at the bowl. Strike that. Death was a reality.

Donny was in full-on freak-out mode, das.h.i.+ng from table to table, tugging at his hair, and saying ridiculous things like, "I deadfished our wedding."

I wanted to point out how that sounded and that there were worse versions of deadfis.h.i.+ng, but I sensed the time wasn't right for humor. So, instead, I rolled up my figurative and literal sleeves and said, "It'll be okay. We can fix this."

"How?" he shrieked. "I deadfished the wedding!"

Okay. He really needed to stop saying that. My self-control was only so strong.

"We'll get rid of the fish."

"We can't get rid of the fis.h.!.+ They're the centerpiece. We need a centerpiece."

Yes. They needed a centerpiece. Rain or s.h.i.+ne. Living or dead. Something had to grace the middle of the table.

"You'll still have a centerpiece."

That stopped his mad dash from one place to the next with no discernible purpose. "We will?"

I nodded.

"How?"

I dipped my hand into the bowl, fished out the dead fish, and said, "Voila! Death-free centerpiece."

"But Jennifer wanted fish."

Oh, for f.u.c.k's sake. Weddings stripped everyone of their common sense.

"Donny! Your wife doesn't want to be deadfished." I couldn't help it. The opportunity was right there. Besides, he was too stressed to notice. "The centerpiece looks good with just the rocks and bamboo."

He stared at the tables, presumably considering his options, of which he had none, and then he dipped his chin and said, "You're right." He squared his shoulders and started rolling up his sleeves. "Okay. Let's get these fish out of there."

It was going to be a big wedding, so there were around thirty tables and each bowl had at least one fish in it, some had two.

As soon as Donny gave me the go-ahead, we jumped into action, rus.h.i.+ng around the ballroom, yanking fish out of bowls. I'm not going to say it was fun, but it was sort of fun.

"What are you doing?"

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