Page 12 of I Think We’re Alone Now

Travis

I didn’t giveElle a chance to comment, capturing her mouth in a hot, hard kiss. I meant what I said. The only kiss she was going to associate with this tree house was mine.

I swallowed a small whimper that escaped from her mouth, as she wrapped her arms around my neck and returned the kiss with just as much intensity—making the whole scene feel like someone just threw gasoline on a fire. When I tightened my grip around her waist, my dick twitched to life at the feel of her in my arms. She fit so perfectly it was almost like she was made to be there. I hated that she thought even for a second that I didn’t want to spend time with her. Everything about this new, grown-up version of her amazed me.

“Travis,” Elle said, pulling back from the kiss just enough to whisper my name. I kissed my way along her jaw, stopping to nibble her ear before placing openmouthed kisses along her neck. Her skin was soft and sweet, reminding me of the taste of strawberries.

Wiggling in my arms, she squirmed her way out of the sleeping bag hiding her long, beautiful legs, pulling out one bare leg and then the other, showing them off like she was walking the runway. I watched her move, unable to take my eyes off what seemed like miles of smooth skin, wondering if there was anything else on underneath that oversized T-shirt she had on. My dick strained against my pants, and again my mind was consumed with nothing but all the naughty things I want to do to her. Running my hands up and down her thighs, I was careful to only barely breach the barrier of her sleep shirt, letting my fingertips tease her skin. Elle shuddered from the contact and climbed back into my lap, settling her core right on top of my erection. Oh fuck, I thought as she moved in close, capturing my mouth with hers and moving her hips across the bulge in my pants. The friction from her panties pulled a long groan from me, my hands skimming up under her shirt and along her sides. When my palms found her bare breasts, I gave them a squeeze.

Elle moaned again, rocking into me even more. A bolt of lust shot through me, and it was all I could do to maintain control. She wasn’t some uniform chaser from a pub on base. She was special.

“You like the feel of my hands on you, baby?” I asked, rolling a nipple between my fingers, her breath catching as I did.

“Yes,” she moaned, her hips still rotating against me. Every single move of hers was driving me wild. I needed more.

“Good, because we’re just getting started. I’m going to show you what a real man can do with his hands.”

Growling, I yanked the shirt up over her head, exposing her beautiful body. I sucked in a large breath as I took her in. I didn’t have as much of a chance to soak in the sight of her naked form as I would have liked last night, and fuck, she is stunning. Lowering my head to her chest, I sucked a nipple into my mouth, and Elle’s hands flew to the back of my head almost immediately, urging me to continue. Her wish was my command. Alternating between breasts, I slipped a hand down into her panties, my fingers easily finding her clit, amazed at how wet she was from just our kisses. I circled it slowly, spreading her desire over it, teasing her, watching as her whole body reacted to the contact, making her breath speed up and her hands dig into my shoulders.

Adjusting my hand a bit, I slipped two fingers into her, finding that sweet little bundle of nerves again with my thumb. The cry that Elle let out, as my thumb continued to massage her right where she craved it, sent a pulse racing through my body, urging me on even more. A moment later I felt her entire pussy spasm over my fingers and watched as her climax ripped through her body.

Giving her a moment to recover, I pulled her off my lap and rid myself of my T-shirt and jeans, feeling Elle’s gaze on me. Turning to her, I watched her lick her lips, wide-eyed, drinking in all my naked glory, sparking another fire in me. The smile that spread across her face was a combination of pure joy with just a glint of mischief, telling me her brain was already headed down a very naughty track. Getting up on her knees, she slid her panties off, making a show of wiggling them down her gorgeous legs before tossing them toward my pile of clothes. Reaching for my length, she closed her fingers around me, gliding her hand up and down. Just the heat from her grasp almost pushed me over the edge, and I had to pull back to make sure this didn’t end too soon. Grabbing my pants, I dug for my wallet and pulled a condom out. Sheathing myself as fast as I could, I turned back to the stunning beauty spread out before me.

The look on Elle’s face was a combination of want, need, and trust. That last part was something I was not going to take for granted. We’d known each other a long time—even if we hadn’t had this kind of relationship—and there was still a bond between us. The fact that she was letting me see this side of her, that she would allow me to be with her in this way, meant more than I could express in the moment. At least not with my words.

“Here's hoping that I’m not all thumbs,” I teased, pulling her in for another long, hard kiss.

“I rather like what you just did with your thumb,” she teased back, a coy smile tugging at her lips.

“Then wait ‘til you see what I’m about to do with another part of me.”

Elle inhaled sharply, her eyes going wild with lust. There was a fire in them that I hadn’t seen before, but damn, I’d kill to see it again and again. Positioning myself over her, I nestled in between her legs, guiding my hardness to her opening. With a long, slow stroke, I sank into her, feeling her heat wrap around me.

"Fuck,” I groaned, as I withdrew from her as slowly as I entered, trying to draw out the moment. “You’re so tight. Your pussy feels so good.”

I thrust inside her again, this time a little faster, pulling out almost right away.

“Don't stop, please, please don’t stop.”

Elle's words were all the cue I needed to thrust into her hard and fast, like a wild animal let loose after months in a cage. Elle’s whimpers and cries drove her higher and higher, her hips meeting mine thrust for thrust. Every movement seemed to bring us closer together—whether it was a kiss or a nibble, or even just the way her nails dugs into my back.

“Yes!” she cried out as I shifted my hips, trying to get deeper inside her. “I’m gonna…ahhh!”

Her eyes slammed shut, a soundless scream escaping from her lips as another orgasm crashed over her. The feel of her pussy gripping my cock as she came sent shockwaves through me, and I felt my own climax fast approaching. A few more thrusts and it hit me like a bolt of lightning. Letting out a roar, I collapsed on top of her.

We lay there for a moment, both of us breathing heavy. My mind raced with all of the things that I should say to her. I wanted to tell her how beautiful she was. How that might have been some of the best sex of my life. No, it was the best sex of my life. But then my mind flashed to how we’d reconnected in the first place. I was her bodyguard—even if only temporarily. Then there was her brother. Shit, Bryan would kill me if he had any idea what was going on between us. Forget the sex part, if he even knew that there was more to my interest in hanging out with her other than the fact that I’d been hired to, he’d have a fit. Not to mention, I had no idea what Elle was thinking about any of this.

Elle placed a hand on my cheek, tearing me away from my thoughts. Her hazel eyes were glassy, and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. I had to stop myself from thinking about how I could stare at her like this for hours.

“I might need to talk to management about changing the clubhouse rules,” she said, breaking the silence between us.

“Oh yeah?”

“I’m thinking maybe we need to update membership requirements. Must be able to make Elle see stars.”

“Do I meet the new requirements?” I asked teasingly, giving her a long, drawn-out kiss.

“Without a doubt.”