Where were You for the First Kiss?

Think secret agents and thieves don’t have time for love?
Well, it’s no secret that Angel is completely in love with Falcon. 
Read on and find out where the music took them.



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They picked up the Stradivarius at the Casa di Città, and made the short walk over to the Conservatory where they found an unoccupied music room.

Tony played an intro to the Brandenburg Concerto No. 4. He knew the Baroque composition as well as she did. He closed his eyes and his long fingers glided across the keys until her body wondered how those fingers would feel gliding over her.

Gaping brown trout! Angelina closed her mouth. She placed one of the straight back wood chairs near the baby grand, but she did not sit down. “I left the music sheets at home.”

“Bella, play with your heart.”

She joined in with the Stradivarius. Her fingers ran up and down the scales, until she heard the Maestro’s gruff command. Andante … she must remember.

Tony’s masterful control beckoned her. She stopped and closed her eyes at the end of the first movement to listen to his piano solo.
He was impulsive, driving. He owned the notes.

She resumed her part. His piano and her violin flowed together. The notes were a flower spray of light energy against her closed eyelids.

At first, she did not understand what was happening. The hair on her arms prickled, and then she knew what it was … recognition, of a sort.

She could not say what was so familiar in this first time they played together.
She looked into Tony’s eyes and heard another violin and piano. When the concerto ended, their gazes were still locked as she tried to remember where she’d heard it before.

Had he heard the other set of instruments too? She stopped herself before asking the ridiculous question because his solemn eyes held remnants of desire, and praise.

‘Only fools are taken in by praise’, the Maestro’s voice said in her ear.
If this is how it feels to be a fool, just call me Village Idiot.

Tony sauntered over to her. This was the kind of male domination she knew nothing about. She wanted to know everything about it.

Here was a man with arresting confidence and he was holding back, he thought she wanted that. Here she was wondering what it would be like to kiss him. She held her breath. Will he kiss me now?

Tony took the violin and placed it on the desk behind her. She stood when he took her hand and moved closer.

He wrapped his arms around her. “Are you a merciful angel?”

She placed her arms around his neck, and moved closer still.

He nipped at her lips, tasting them, searching. When she opened to him, his tongue slipped inside her mouth.

His slow exploration was a teasing assault on her senses. She followed his questing tongue impatiently, sensing there was so much more with him than she had ever experienced before.

His kiss was thorough, determined and so relaxing, she wanted to stretch out on a masseuse’s table.

Angelina burrowed against him, and then she knew.
He had seemed in complete control of himself, but now she stood cradled between his strong legs and she could feel that he was not. She felt exhilarating satisfaction, but she wanted more. She moved against him.

Tony groaned against her lips and leaned her back against the desk.

“You are early. Class does not start for another half hour.”

Angelina stilled. She looked up at Tony, who ignored the gravelly Italian coming from the doorway. Somehow, her thigh had inched up Tony’s leg. His hand gripped her bottom, pressing her against him.

“You are in Musical Theory 401, aren’t you?” the man said.

Tony sighed. “He is not going away, is he?”


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6 thoughts on “Where were You for the First Kiss?”

  1. Oh, Danita, that was beautiful. I felt as if I was kissing him too! More, please!

  2. Hey Rosanna!

    Thanks, that is exactly the effect Falcon wants to have on you. 🙂

  3. Hey Patricia!

    Thanks, Falcon and Angel are never very far from my mind. 🙂

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