"Fuck," he groans. "Keep going."
So I do as he asks, watching as he unbuttons his white shirt and takes off his belt, cracking it once before throwing it to the floor. My eyes trail after the leather before making their way back to him, and I find him smirking at me. He doesn’t need to say a word.
He pushes down his pants and boxers, standing before me, every glorious naked inch of him.
"Lie on the bed, Briar."
I move back, my eyes never leaving his intense gaze as he prowls forward like a predator on the hunt. My entire body is humming for him as my breaths come in fast and my pussy aches to finally feel him again. No matter how much I shouldn’t want this, I can’t help that I do.
"Spread your legs nice and wide for me, baby." I barely even register the command before my body reacts. Leaning back on my elbows, I open up for him and watch as his eyes trail down my body, landing hungrily at the apex of my thighs.
"Fuck, Briar. You’re fucking stunning." It all happens so fast. One minute he's licking his lips, and the next his mouth is at my pussy and I can barely contain myself. With big hands sliding beneath me to palm my ass cheeks, he pulls me even closer as he starts to fuck me with his tongue. He eats me like he's trying to consume me completely. His nails dig into my sensitive skin, and I have no doubt that he’s leaving me with his mark.
Part of me wants to watch him as he eats me, but it feels too damn good for me to focus. The pleasure sweeps through my entire body, leaving my head too heavy to keep upright, so I let it fall back and just allow myself to enjoy the ravaging bliss he's giving me.
Every time I moan, he fucks me harder with his tongue and every time my pelvis pushes for more, he stills my movements, telling me without a single word that he's the one in control here.
"Travis…" I have no idea what I want to say or scream or do but his name slips from my lips anyway. It's like I'm begging for something I can't put into words and still, he gives me what I truly need.
Releasing one of my ass cheeks, he pushes two fingers inside me as his mouth latches on to my clit and sucks, hard. My gasp fills the space inside the room, the sounds of my wet pussy echoing around us, but what brings me to the edge of my first orgasm are the moans coming from Travis's throat as he flicks my clit with his tongue while pumping his fingers deep inside my pussy. He is relentless with his delicious assaults and it affects me more than I could have ever imagined. It’s like he’s a man on a mission and his prize is my screams.
My toes curl and my muscles tense as I feel my orgasm edging closer. It's right there, teasing me with every one of Travis's licks and sucks.
Just when I think I can't take much more, he stops everything. His mouth hovers millimeters from my skin, his fingers disappear from my pussy, and he just stares at me with a gaze that penetrates my very core. He controls his own breathing as mine becomes more erratic. My body is primed to come. My poor, swollen nub throbs with need, and Travis does nothing.
I try not to scream with infuriation, especially when he smirks at me, like he knows exactly what he’s doing to me and loving every fucking second.
"Your orgasms belong to me. I tell you when you get to come. If you come without my permission, you will be punished, do you understand?"
I blink up at him, trying to make sense of his words. I get that Travis loves nothing more than control, and him demanding to control my body's response to his touch isn't all that surprising. I’m also not willing to give this up, so I nod, submitting myself to him.
After what feels like an eternity, he pulls his gaze from mine, like he was testing to see my will. Travis removes the hand that's currently on my ass cheek and opens my pussy lips before tilting my pelvis up. He spits onto me once, then twice, before licking a slow, torturous path up my slit and biting on my clit hard enough to make me whimper and shiver all at once. I’m trying my damndest not to come, my hands clutching the duvet to the point I'm sure that I’m losing circulation in my fingers, but I know I can do this. I can control myself.
I refuse to lose this game.
With a satisfied smirk etched across his lips once more, he captures me with his intense gaze and whispers just loud enough to break through the loud beating of my heart.
"Now." My brain registers his meaning just as he slams his fingers back inside me, curling them at the perfect angle and making me contort in all new ways. The sounds that fall from my lips are something between a gasp and a cry for help as his teeth hold my clit prisoner and his mouth sucks on it harder than I thought possible.
Travis gives no reprieve and feasts on my pussy like it's his last meal, licking and slurping away my juices with every pulse of my body.
All too soon, the ecstasy slowly abates, my breathing slightly less crazy as my body relaxes back onto the soft mattress. Once I open my eyes, I seek out Travis, only to find a wicked grin gracing his talented lips.
"Now the fun really begins."
And here I am thinking we started a while back.
In my post-orgasmic haze, I don't see him move until his hand is in my hair, the strands tightly wrapped around his palm and my face angled directly at his thick, hard cock.
I lick my lips, the need and want to have him in my mouth taking over every thought in my head.
Like he can read my mind, he chuckles. "I don't do gentle, Briar. You will suck my dick until I can feel the muscles of your throat choking on it. I want to hear you gag and watch the tears fall down your cheeks. Only when you swallow every fucking drop of my cum will I let you breathe again. Do you understand?" I should be afraid of his warning, maybe tap out with a soldier's salute and walk right out of this bedroom with my ass being the last thing he sees of me, but we both know that's not happening.
I want this. I want him. I want to feel and taste everything he has to give.
So I tear my gaze away from the perfection that is his cock and nod before I remember that he wants my words.
"I understand."