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“Does that feel good, baby?” he asks in a gravelly voice. My stomach flutters, and I lift my hips, pressing into his erection as my reply. Travis lets out a low, reverberating sexy rumble, “I’ll take that as a yes.” His lips brush heatedly over mine, then his tongue skates out briefly to dance over my lips, teasing me. “I’ll have you so wet by the time I slip inside your sweet heat, you’ll be begging for me to ride you hard.”
I shiver at his husky words spoken with promise, and arch my back, pressing my breasts harder against his bare skin. “I’m already wet for you,” I whisper. A fire begins to burn from within and I’m desperate to have all the barriers between us removed…now. I want to feel all of him against my naked flesh.
His lips crash over mine as my lips part, granting his tongue access to mine. His kiss starts off sensual, and slow, his tongue warm and succulent as it rolls over mine. I’m helplessly frantic to have more so I open my mouth wider, sliding my tongue against his with strong strokes. My entire body is molten lava, his kiss creating a blistering heat, and I react by digging my nails into his biceps.
I spread my legs farther apart, letting my knees fall open wide in invitation, offering myself freely for him to take whatever he wants from my body. At my submission, I’m rewarded with a low growl. He suddenly shifts his body, and then I feel his fingertips burning a trail across my fevered skin to slip them underneath the elastic waistband of my panties. He skims right past my swollen nub, and slides his finger down along the seam of my opening. My breath catches, and my pulse quickens.
“Travis,” I pant between scorching kisses.
“Shhh…I know what you need.” He then slowly dips his finger inside my wetness to his knuckle, and I want to explode. “Fuck, if you aren’t dripping for me.” He whispers in a raw voice. Heat raced through my veins at his words, and a rush of wetness seeps from my core. He begins to gently pump his finger in and out of me, and then quickly adds a second finger, filling and stretching me further. The sensation is sweat torture as he shows me a small fraction of what it will feel like when his thick cock is inside me.
My chest is about to explode, and his open mouthed kisses catch my whimpers of desperation. When I start riding his finger, he pants, “Fuck, I need inside you…now.” His fingers thrust deep inside me one last time before he pulls them out, leaving me feeling bereft, and I whimper.
I watch as he sits up and rests himself between my legs while he slowly begins to peel off my panties with a heated stare. I lift my hips to assist him as he slips them down my legs and off my feet. My breathing turns erratic as he begins giving me a show by slowly peeling off his boxer briefs, his bulge evident of his desire for me. My eyes travel over his six-pack, past his navel, down the trail of hair, and my perusal of his body promptly ends when I catch sight of his beautiful erection. And there it is…the whole package.
I bite my lower lip as I find myself fixated, staring at his thickness, and then I swallow hard; the reality of the situation of what’s about to transpire between us, suddenly has me on edge. It’s not the fact he’s huge, and maybe I should be nervous about that, but for some reason I’m not. What’s giving me pause is the fact our bodies are about to join; becoming one with each other, and I hope I’m making the right decision. I’m really turned on, and it’s to the point I feel out of control and reckless, relationships be damned.
A deep, baritone chuckle catches my attention, and my gaze moves from his manhood to his face and I see he’s grinning at me. His smile is breathtaking as his white teeth sparkle against his tanned complexion. He reaches out his hand, his thumb coming to rest on my mouth as he disengages my trapped lip.
“Sweetheart.” The whispered endearment makes me shiver. His eyes are dilated, but full of tenderness and warmth. “It’s going to be fine, Jules. I will never hurt you, with neither your body nor your heart.” The promise and tenacity in his voice comforts me, and I relax a little.
Suddenly I'm overcome with the urge to touch him, to feel his thickness in my hand. I sit up, and reach out to gently wrap my fingers around his swollen member. Travis sucks in a sharp breath between his clenched teeth, his eyes close, and his brows furrow from my soft touch. “Oh, hell that feels good,” he whispers huskily. Seeing his reaction to my touch, I have the courage to explore him more. Slowly, but firmly I stroke his length a few times, and a shimmer of pre-cum appears from his tip. I lick my lips with the desire to run my tongue over it, I want to taste this virile man and everything he is; I lean forward and do just that.
