“Yep. Books are all I’ve had to educate me, so I’ve tried to read on lots of topics.”
I dipped my lips down to the tip of his cock and slowly wrapped them around him. His hand tightened around my cheek, causing me to stop. Then his hand drifted to the tendrils of my hair and tangled up within them. There was something primal that cascaded through my system. Something that sent electricity shooting through my gut again. I sucked on his tip and ran my tongue around it as his legs tightened, a small groan falling from his lips.
“Take in more,” he said.
I slipped more of his cock into my mouth, adjusting to the taste. I sucked and licked, hollowing out my cheeks and trying a few things I’d read. I traced my tongue around the edge of the head and felt his leg jolt. He groaned again, his hand tightening in my hair as I smirked.
I did it again and his hand came down onto the top of my head, pushing me further down his cock.
“More. More. Take more,” he said.
I could feel my spit traveling down his cock and hitting the outside of my hand. I started moving my hand, pumping the base of his dick as his hips began to roll. I gagged a bit at his length, causing him to stop his motions.
But it didn’t deter me. The sounds pouring from his mouth were just too good.
I looked up at him and saw his eyes screwed shut. The pleasure wafting over his face make my tits rise to painful peaks. More of that clear fluid was leaking from his cock, gracing my tongue with its saltiness. I took as much of his cock back as I could, stopping just before my gag reflex. I pumped my hand faster, feeling his fingers coil tighter within the tresses of my hair.
“That’s it. Just like that. Don’t stop, Ava. Keep going.”
I picked up the pace, pumping faster and squeezing my palm around him as my tongue got to work. My jaw ached and my lips were swollen. My scalp was on fire with how hard he was gripping me. But I didn’t care. I wanted him to feel what I had just felt at the mercy of his tongue. I wanted him to lose control. To feel the kind of pleasure that had cascaded throughout my body.
I wanted to hear my name again. And I didn’t even know why.
I sucked him down one last time, hollowing out my cheeks and gripping his cock. His hips rose off the bed, sounds getting caught in his throat as I felt his cock pulse. Once. Twice. Three times. And that third time I felt my mouth being filled with something.
“Ava. Shit. Holy fuck.”
His hips were off the mattress and his body was shaking. His hand was tugging at my hair as my mouth was filled with his hot cum. I tried swallowing it down. As much of it as I could. But some of it leaked out onto my hand as I pulled it away.
“It’s okay. It’s okay. You don’t… have to… shit,” Travis said.
I allowed the rest of it to leak onto his skin as his cock began to rest between my lips.
I released him with a pop as his hand fell from my hair. My jaw was throbbing and my lips were burning, but it hurt so wonderfully. I scooted away from his body and looked up at him, watching a small sheen of sweat glisten on his rippling chest. Travis looked beautiful, sprawled out for me like that.
I crawled up his body, leaving kisses just like he did me. I got to his lips and hovered over them, his eyes opening to catch mine. His hand grasped the back of my head and pulled me down, my body covering his.
Then he turned us off to the side as his arms blanketed me, our bodies ready for sleep.
Twelve
Travis
I woke up the next morning with a girl curled up next to me that I hardly knew. A beautiful, vibrant, ignorant virgin who came from one of the most powerful families in all of Washington State. After we had coffee a few days ago-- and after feeling as if we had been watched-- I dove into her background. I used all the avenues I had at my disposal to research the young woman known as Ava Lucas.
But I had to look no further than my father.
I guess I’d kept myself ignorant to the idea that she was related to the Lucas Family because of what they were tr
ying to do. Her father was the man that owned Breathline Energies. He was the man that had tried to slaughter my father’s name to the public just to get their hands on our land. They were the ones wanting to build the gas pipeline through all these beautiful mountains.
Ava’s father was the one sending scouts into the mountains that my brothers and I were firing off warning shots towards.
Having here here was dangerous. Having her in my home was dangerous. But having her in my bed? That was treasonous. Ava’s family was powerful, and that was why we never talked about our wealth openly to people around here. Because we never knew who was going to be related to those people. Because we never knew who would just come stumbling up on our fucking doorsteps.
Having her here was a mistake, plain and simple. But as I rolled over and covered her soft, supple body with mine, it was hard to see it that way. The gravity of last night dawned on my as I kissed along her shoulder. I had brought pleasure to this beautiful stranger of a woman that she’d never felt before. Her lips, virginal in their touch and warm with her desire, had been tainted for the first time with my cum.
I felt my body sparking at the remembrance of it all.