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Working his way down her body, he parted her thighs and settled between them. Isabel jerked her hips as he spread her open and licked, the lush, rich taste of her, the scent threatening to destroy the iron grip he had on his control.
“Holy ... ” A startled cry tore out of her and she shoved her hands into his hair.
Travis teased her clitoris with his tongue as her breathy moans melted into his name, into broken little sighs forming an erotic song. They all added to the sensual spell that pulsed and pounded in his blood. Smoothing a hand up her thigh to her hip to her ass, he tilted her higher, probed deeper with his tongue and felt her clenching tight.
A fine tremor overtook her body and he growled in approval.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, greedy for it, greedy for them both. “Come, Bella-mine.”
Isabel arched, her teeth sinking into her lower lip to silence her cries as the climax edged closer and closer.
He pushed two fingers into her and twisted them.
She exploded, her mouth opening on a soundless scream as she shuddered and bucked under him. He levered himself up and covered her, replacing his mouth with his hand, pumping his fingers in, out, learning the rhythm of her body as her orgasm claimed her. A keening cry started to emanate from her lips and he kissed her, swallowing the sound down and urging her even as the orgasm edged off, working her right back to the precipice again.
When she was panting and straining against him again, he shoved onto his knees, twisted to reach the nightstand.
The wound in his side stretched uncomfortably, but it was fully closed now, if not fully healed and he ignored the discomfort as he yanked open the drawer and found an unopened box of condoms. Tearing into it, he pulled one off the strip and ripped the foil packet open. In under a minute, he had the condom unrolled over his length and he caught Isabel behind the knee, drew her leg up and to the side, opening her.
Her lids lifted, her spine arching as he pressed against her.
“Look at me,” he said, voice raw and rough, his control eroded to nothing now. “I need to see you ... need you to see me.”
She lifted sooty lashes, then, with a sexy, and somehow tender smile, she reached up and cupped his cheek. “I see you, Travis ... I’ll always see you.”
He took her hand, pressed a kiss to her palm, then linked their fingers. Pressing her hand to the bed next to her head, he leaned into her.
They both cried out as the penetration started, shivers racing up and down Travis’s spine that were mirrored in Isabel’s body.
She was tight, squeezing his cock as he forged his way in and he had to stop, pull out and work deeper, taking his time even as she arched her hips, straining to take him.
They never looked away, the eye contact as intimate as their possession of each other—and itwasa mutual possession, a mutualclaiming, Isabel taking him as thoroughly as he took her. When, finally, he had buried himself inside her, Travis released her hand and cupped the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her hair, holding her in place as he slanted his mouth over hers.
Mouths fused, bodies entwined, they began to rock, slow, incremental movements that belied the intensity of their need—but neither wanted it to end too soon, this first, desperate, beautiful union.
Isabel tore her mouth from his, dragging in air, as she panted, “No ... I don’t ... I’m so close ... I don’t want this over so soon.”
Travis shifted position and rolled to his back, dragging her with him.
She gasped at the change in position, rising up to peer down at him.
He urged her to sit fully upright, his hands moving to her butt.
The change in position, in rhythm had her smiling and she braced her hands on his shoulders. As she began to roll her hips, Travis feasted on the sight she presented, full breasts swaying, mouth swollen from his, and her head falling back as her hair fell in a tangled cloud around her shoulders.
“Bella-mine,” he muttered.
She shot him a seductive smile and he levered up, fisted a hand in her hair and pulled her down to meet his kiss.
At the same time, he drove up into her, harder, deeper.
She gasped out his name, moving now with a frenzied hunger that echoed his while the sounds of their lovemaking filled the air.
“Please,” she begged against his lips.
“Please what?” He stared into her eyes even as he initiated another kiss. “Just ask. I’ll give you anything.”
But all she could say was his name. Her nails bit into his shoulders and he grunted, primitive need gripping him in a fist.
