He hisses out a breath and my eyes go up to him, watering because I’m so full of his cock. “That’s it beautiful, swallow, take me deeper.”
His plea feeds something inside of me. He’s giving commands, but right now I feel like the powerful one. As I do exactly as he said, his head falls back with appreciative moans leaving his lips.
He lets me continue this pace for a moment before he pulls out of my mouth, growling as he picks me up and tosses me onto the bed. I find myself giggling at the effortless way he manhandles me. I’ve never felt as feminine and beautiful in my life as I have since Travis came into my life. I lay there sprawled out, practically panting, my body demanding release after sucking Travis, and pleasuring him. I shift on the bed, my pussy throbbing and wet. I rub my legs together trying to get relief from the ache that is raging inside of me.
He climbs onto the bed on his knees, kneeling before me. He rips off my thong, tossing the shreds to the side.
“I just bought those,” I murmur, not really giving a damn.
“I’ll buy you more,” he all but grunts, and I can’t do anything but moan as he throws my legs over my shoulders.
He spreads the lips of my pussy, pressing his face against me, causing me to cry out. I grind against him as he flattens his tongue out and I feel him licking me, gathering my juices on his tongue. I’m so wet, I know evidence of my arousal is coating his face. I can’t be embarrassed, though. It’s too hot, too perfect. I let out a squeak as he bites against my clit. The sting of pain makes me tremble as he begins eating at my pussy with a ferocity that brands me.
“Travis,” I gasp, as waves of pleasure rock through me. I look down, and my high heels are digging into his back, his beautiful body is between my legs, and pleasure the likes of which I’ve never known consumes me.
“Mine,” he growls, sucking at my clit, his hands grabbing my hips as he grinds me into his face.
“Yours,” I breathe. “I’m yours,” I admit and maybe as a reward, I feel him sliding his fingers inside of me.
“Perfect,” he moans against my clit. “You’re perfect, sweetheart.”
He begins sliding his fingers in and out of me, fucking me with them while he eats at my clit. I feel his fingers spread while they are deep inside of me, and my climax is so close that I can taste it.
“Don’t stop, Travis. Oh, God, please don’t stop,” I whimper.
“Come for me, Lee, baby. Come for me,” he commands, and I feel one of his fingers press against the opening in my ass, while he continues to torture my pussy. It’s too much, all of this carnal pleasure being forced on me along with his sexy command throws me over the edge, my climax barreling through me so strongly that it robs me of breath and the ability to talk. All I can do is cry out an animalistic noise that’s full of sexual gratification—my entire body trembling.
His tongue slides against my pussy, slower now, almost as if he’s trying to settle me as I come back down from my high.
“Travis,” I breathe, so much emotion swirling through me that I don’t know what else to say.
I watch as he sits back up on his knees, wiping his face as he looks at me, satisfaction literally humming off him.
He crawls up my body, taking the time to kiss my body, sending a fresh wave of desire through me. He flicks my bra open, that somehow was never taken off despite the magnificent way he played my body. I jerk as cool air hits my heated breasts. His eyes are locked on mine as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth while pinching and playing with the other. He pays attention to it until the heat inside of me begins burning into a fire that I know only Travis can extinguish. Next, he moves to the other breast, doing the same to it until he begins kissing up my neck and makes his ways to my lips. He stares at me then, our eyes locked on one another, our faces so close that our noses are practically brushing against one another. He kisses me, nibbling at my bottom lip. The entire time he positions himself at my entrance. Surprise fills me as I feel his cock press against me.
“Yes,” I croon, needing to feel him deep inside of me.
“I can’t wait any longer to be inside of you,” he confesses.
“I don’t want you to,” I admit as I rake my nails down back. He pushes into me, and I hold onto him as he stretches me to the point of almost pain. I love it. I don’t want him to take it easy on me. I gasp as he buries even deeper inside of me, so deep that I can almost taste him.