Chapter 121

Zavian merely chuckled, the sound rich and full of dark promise as he slid one of his hands over the curves he knew so well while the other one grabbed Emmeline’s hand.

“How about you try the first movement? Playing it isn’t too difficult for beginners.”

Emmeline turned toward the piano, his leg resting between her thighs as he gently slid her fingers over the keys.

“Relax your hands, I’ll position your fingers and guide them.” Zavian squeezed the keys beneath her fingers before shifting them to new positions. However, Emmeline’s focus solely on their intertwined hands.

“I like the warmth of your hands, Mr. Blackthorn. I’m afraid I can’t concentrate when they’re covering mine,” she murmured.

Zavian paused. He roamed his heated gaze over her face as he deliberately stroked the back of her hand. “If just the touch of my hands weakens you, what will happen when you’re writhing beneath me?”

Emmeline looked away nervously. “Move them again, I’ll focus