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“Tell me what you need,” he hisses.
“Rub my clit,” I whine. And he does, his hand immediately goes to my clit, working it over as I regain my rhythm, bouncing up and down on his cock.
“D-don’t stop,” I moan. “I-I’m going to come.”
Leaning back in, he flicks his tongue across one nipple, pinching my other nipple with one hand, and never letting up the pace on my clit with his other. He plays my body like his favorite game, one he’s slowly mastered.
“Oh my, oh, I, Tra, Fuck!” I grind down hard, leaning forward I grip his hair with both hands, as I come all over him. I can feel my release slick between our thighs, but I’m not done yet. I want more. I’m insatiable. Travis Price is electricity pumping through my veins and I’ve never felt more alive.
“I- I want,” I stutter, unable to get the words out.
“Tell me red, tell me what you want,” he brushes my hair, wet with sweat, from my cheeks, tucking the strands behind my ears.
“I want you to take me,” I whisper. “Bend me over and take me. Make me scream.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he growls, picking me up and flipping me over onto the couch. My chest is pressed against the back of the couch, my knees resting on the cushions, spread apart as my pussy drips for him.
He runs a finger up my thigh, collecting my release. Looking over my shoulder, I watch as he licks his finger clean and his eyes roll back. He pulls his finger from his lips and reaches forward, wrapping his hand around the front of my neck, squeezing lightly.
Without warning, his dick is back inside of me thrusting with fervor. “Fuck, red. I’m going to rip this goddamn pussy apart.”
I groan gripping the back of the couch so hard my fingers blanche. “Fuck me Travis. Fuck me harder,” I groan out.
He presses the sides of my throat lightly as he rocks in and out of me hard and fast. Slamming into me like he’s trying to break me. My body shakes, quaking beneath him. My pussy spasms and I know I’m close. I’m lost in the sensation of his metal dragging against that spot inside of me that makes me absolutely weak kneed.
“I-I’m going to come, I…”
As soon as the words fall from my lips, he drags me back into his chest by my throat, restricting my airflow. Picking up the pace, his thrusts grow faster, erratic, and I know he’s on the edge too. Just as I constrict around him, squeezing his cock, he clamps his opposite hand down over my mouth and nose. I’m suffocating. I can’t breathe, but the waves of pleasure are heightened and I lose all control. Falling slack in his arms, he unloads inside of me while I moan against the palm of his hand, the room spinning, growing dark.
A euphoria I’ve never experienced blankets my body and brain, and it’s like I’m floating. Removing his hand from my face, and releasing my neck, he wraps his arms around my waist to keep me from falling. Leaning my head back into his shoulder, I try to catch my breath. My chest heaves as he lowers his face, capturing my lips with his.
When our lips part, my breathing slows, and my body stills, he pulls out of me and settles me onto the couch. Stuffing himself back inside of his pants, he walks over to the bar and comes back with a bottle of water. Twisting the cap off, he hands it over to me.
“Here, drink baby.”
Smiling, I take the bottle from his hands and take a drink. Squatting down in front of me, he smiles lazily, tilting his head and looking at me, and he cradles my cheek in his hand.
Suddenly, we are interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.
Pulling the phone from his pocket, he swipes a few times, and groans.
“Shit, I’m sorry red, it’s business. Wait right here ok?”
I nod my head, too exhausted to move anyway. He opens the door and I hear another voice and something about a phone. Closing the door behind him, the voices are lost and muffled.
I set the water bottle down and stretch. Standing up, I slide the straps of my dress back up and smooth the wrinkles from the ends. I look around the room and notice a mirror on the wall near the door. Walking over to it, I do my best to tame my wild hair, combing through the mess of curls with my fingers.
Then I hear it.
I swear I hear his name. But that can’t be right.
Stopping, I move to the door and press my ear against it, straining to listen.
“Yeah Grant you fucking heard me. I’ve got what you’ve been looking for. Just name the time and place and she's yours.”
I stumble backward, clutching my chest. My heart is racing out of control. There’s no way right? No fucking way. Would he really do this to me? Sell me out to the Syndicate?
How could I be so goddamn stupid?
