Once she complies, I start the intro to the next track, slow and low, building in intensity as the tempo picks up. Heat surges to my dick as I watch her cleavage trembling with the vibration.

I continue to play, watching with rapt fascination as her head rolls back and soft moans begin to spill from her red-painted lips.

“Unbutton your top for me, angel.” My voice is raw with unfettered need.

Resting back on one hand, she brings the other to the front of her blouse, slowly popping each of the little pearl buttons open.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I growl, picking the strings while she desperately begins grinding down on the speaker. Her full breasts bounce, nearly spilling over the top of her black lace bra as she undulates those sexy little hips.

“Lyle,” she whimpers, past the point of desperation. She’s begging for relief that I have every intention to deliver. But not yet.

I haven’t had my fill. This right here…this is my ultimate fantasy brought to life. Countless times I’ve imagined her just like this, splayed over my amp while I play her to completion. Every note that vibrates up my arm is simultaneously reverberating through her pussy.

She’s my marionette and I her puppet master, bringing her to life with a pluck of my string.

“Touch it,” I urge, reaching the climax of the song. “Play with your pussy, baby. I wanna watch you while you watch me.”

Eyes locked to mine, she hikes her skirt, spreading her legs so I have a clear view of her rolling her fingers over her swollen nub.

“No one can hear you,” I pant, reminding her she’s free to let lose. “Let me hear you.”

I play harder, thrusting into my bass while watching her pump two fingers in and out of her slick center. “Ffff—uck…” The profanity rips from her chest. Loud and uninhibited, she hits a crescendo as she rocks into her own hand.

“Pop those tits out for me, Li’l Bit.” My voice is pure gravel.

She lifts them out of the cups. Her nipples are rosy and fully extended, begging for attention.

“Fuck,” I growl, setting my bass aside and dropping to my knees. My blood is on fire as I crawl between her parted thighs. “Tweak those nipples,” I encourage, blowing on her clit before sucking it into my mouth.

I spread her lower lips apart with two fingers, lapping up every drop of her arousal while she grinds into my face.

“I want you to come too.” Her voice is a panting plea as she grips two fists full of my hair and pulls. “Come in me, please. I want to feel you dripping inside me while you’re on that stage tonight.” She moans loudly while I bite down on her clit, rocking into my face at a frantic pace.