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“I tripped over these.” He looks up at me from the floor while holding up one of my unicorn slippers that I somehow managed not to hide. Jesus. Placing my head in my hands, I sigh. This is shaping up to be the least romantic experience ever. Like on the face of the Earth.
“Great, this is great.” I shake my head and toss my hands in the air before turning to bury my face in the pillow.
“No, it’s okay, they’re cute,” he says, chuckling, “come here.”
Sitting down on the bed beside me, he takes my chin and turns my head toward him. Then he’s on me. He kisses me again, and I melt like an ice cream cone. All the awkwardness is forgotten in a heartbeat. Butterflies erupt in my belly as my body once again prepares for pleasure.
Travis kisses me for a while, making sure to keep his hands far away from my hair, which makes me want to laugh and cry all at the same time. Shifting beneath him, I feel the hardness that’s hidden beneath his jeans. Thick, long, and pulsing. At least he’s still turned on. I know I’m still wet with need, drenched actually.
Scooting down the bed, he positions himself over me, pressing me deeper into the mattress. He nudges my legs apart with his knee, his hard length brushing against my aching core. At contact, I gasp, my entire body warming all over.
His fingers skim up my legs before slipping between our bodies. It only takes a second before he finds my throbbing center. With slow, maddening strokes, he rolls his finger over my clit, again and again, and I nearly come undone.
There we go, I think we’ve finally managed to get around all the obstacles. Gently, he dips his finger between my folds and slips his thick digit inside me. I suck in a sharp breath as he teases me from the inside, and his mouth claims mine again, swallowing my cries of pleasure. In and out, he moves, touching the soft tissue at the top of my channel. My back arches off the bed as the heel of his hand slaps against my mound with each stroke.
Pleasure explodes behind my eyes and zings through my body, making it hard for me to breathe, think, or exist. He’s so good at knowing what to do to drive me crazy.
I need him inside me now.
“Please, I don’t want to wait anymore,” I plead.
Travis chuckles, and it’s a low, rumbling sound that vibrates from his chest and into mine. He leans back and pulls down his boxers, revealing a very nice, very thick cock. And every delicious inch is for me. All mine. The mushroom head glistens with precum, and I lick my lips, wanting to taste him.
My entire body hums with anticipation, a hunger like I’ve never felt before fills me.
I bite my lip to stop my mouth from watering and watch eagerly as he pumps his shaft a few times, precum beading on the head.
He leans forward and takes my mouth again. This time the kiss isn’t soft or gentle but firm and demanding. He’s going to own me in every way, I know it.
His tongue sweeps into my mouth, dueling with mine. One of his hands comes to the back of my neck, squeezing there as he stakes his claim. Fiercely, his body presses into mine, imprinting me with his scent, touch, and taste, and I want more, need more.
Nudging my legs farther apart, preparing me for his entry, I shudder once more. I can feel the ache growing, pooling deep in my gut as he lines himself up with my entrance. Teases me, he slides in just barely before pulling out again. This time is so different compared to our first time. I’m more experienced and way less nervous.
“Please,” I whimper. The burning in my body will not stop until I feel him buried deep inside me, and I need it to happen, like, now.
Again, he chuckles, and I’ve had about as much teasing as I can handle. Finally, having had enough, I take charge, hitching my leg over his hip, and urging him forward.
The cry of pleasure that erupts from my lips as he fills me completely is one of complete bliss and longing. There is nothing like this feeling, it’s pure euphoria as he begins to pump into me. Slow and steady at first. In and out. All the way out and back in, he goes over and over again, making me climb the pegs of pleasure with each thrust.
Just when I’m sure nothing can ruin the moment, his rhythm is thrown off when his stride is broken because he misses the target and hits just a little too low. The sudden pinch of pain causes me to jump, and I lean forward, slamming my forehead into his mouth.
“Ow,” he mumbles before adding, “it’s okay, I can fix this.” He leans forward to kiss me and smiles, causing me to screech because his teeth are covered in blood.
Alarmed and horror-stricken, he brings a hand to his mouth and looks at it, seeing the blood. “Shit!” he growls and pulls out of me, taking the pleasure that was building inside of me with him. He rushes to the bathroom, and I curl up on my side, completely mortified. When he returns a minute later, he stares at me.
“It’s just a little cut, it bled way more than it should have,” he says, crawling back into the bed, pulling me into his arms. My back is against his chest, and I can feel his erection growing by the second.
The ache between my legs never really went away, and feeling his hard length brought it back with a vengeance. Everyone knows if you push back on a guy in this position, you want it. At least, I think everyone knows that.
Testing it out, I press back just slightly with my ass against his hardness. He shifts and groans but doesn’t do anything. Intrigued, I press back and move my ass up and down his cock slowly. I feel his hand tighten against my stomach. Pushing against him with more purpose, I’m rewarded when his hand goes between my legs and cups my pussy. He uses that hand to push into me and holds my ass against his cock.
“Less hazardous this way,” he whispers. I look over my shoulder, and miraculously, he claims my mouth without a problem.
Grinding my butt harder against his now fully erect cock, he lets out a little hiss of pleasure, and that encourages me to continue. Running his fingers along my seam, I almost combust right then.
“You’re so wet,” he growls against my ear. His hot breath on my skin causes goosebumps to erupt across my skin. He swirls his fingers in my wetness, making sure I’m good and ready for him. I could have told him that I was ready, but it’s so much more fun this way.
Without a word, he slips inside of me. There’s no misses and no busted lips. Just two people coming together. Once he’s settled inside me, he places a hand on my stomach and starts to thrust slowly. His breath in my ear only heightens my pleasure. I’m surrounded by the scent of his musky cologne and sweat. I’m wet, but not quite wet enough for him to slide all the way in, so he puts his index finger in his mouth to get it wet and brings it to where we’re joined. I arch and cry out at the sensation it sends through my sex. Sparks of fire ignite in my belly.
