His Fractured Girl (“HIS” #4)

Chapter 6

6

Travis

I don’t want our date to end. This night has been one of the best I’ve ever had. She’s incredible. All night, the conversation flowed, and the spark was sizzling like a current between us, making it difficult to concentrate. Flirting with her is fun, and I love that she gives me shit. She’s witty and goofy—and absolutely breathtaking. That kiss we shared earlier is still lingering in my thoughts, tingling in the base of my sac. I’m hoping she’ll give me another one.

She stops in front of her door and turns. I really don’t want our night to come to an end.

“Can I see you again tomorrow, babe?” I’d ask to take her to breakfast, but I think that might be coming on too strong.

“I’d like that, Travis. But…” She swallows hard, and I don’t like the nervous tinge to her voice or that three-letter word she’s left hanging in the air. Those three little letters feel like a defensive line that I’m going to have to tackle my way through. “The fact that you’re graduating in the spring is still a concern for me. I don’t want to get wrapped up in something that I know will be ending soon. I…”

I hold my finger up to her lips, cutting her off. She doesn’t need to waste any more of her precious breath because casual is definitely not what I’m looking for with this girl. I’ve never felt anything so right. But voicing that to her might just scare her off.

“You don’t have anything to worry about, Sophie. I wouldn’t be pursuing you if I didn’t see a potential for a future. At this point in my life, I’m looking for something real. I’m not interested in playing the field anymore.” The football field is the only one I want to play on. “But if long distance isn’t for you, you better break my heart now rather than string me along.”

Her pretty smile triggers my heart to boom in my chest. It’s crazy to think that after just one date I could already be starting to have feelings for the girl. But from the moment we collided yesterday, I felt it. That electric spark. Like there was something different about her. Something special. And after tonight, I know there is.

“I’m not opposed to long distance.”

Oh, that shy little smile has my cock starting to rise. Her eyes drop to my mouth, and I take it as an open invitation to move forward. I lower my head, pressing my lips to hers, and feel the impact on my nerves the moment we connect. Her little fingers cling to me as I pin her up against the door, turning her head to an angle so I can drive in deeper. Her taste is addictive and the little sounds she’s making are resonating right between my legs.

“Do you want to come in?” Her breathless whisper hits my lips, and my hands grip her tighter.

“Are you going to hold it against me if my answer is yes?”

Her answering smile gives me another good thump in the chest.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want you to say yes.”

“I’d love to come in, pretty girl.”

She turns, opening the door, and I follow right in after her, my eyes glued to the curve of her backside. Admiring how full and round it is. I could sink my fingers into it—and my tongue if she’d let me.

“I still meant what I said, Travis.” She turns, raising a brow as she catches me checking her out. I can’t help it. No hot-blooded male could help themselves. The girl was gifted with quite an asset. “I’m not ready for sex.” And I’m not expecting anything more than what she’s already given me. Honestly, I just want more time with her.

“We can just cuddle in your bed and watch a movie, babe. All I want is to spend time with you. And maybe steal a few more of those kisses.”

The way her eyes light up does something to me. I’m already feeling protective of the girl, so even if she suddenly changed her mind and told me she was ready for more tonight, I’d shut it down. I actually want to wait with her. Make it a special moment. And make sure she trusts me with that special gift.

“I’d like that.” She goes to her dresser, pulling out some clothes before she heads into her bathroom. I turn to get settled, knowing exactly which one is her bed. The magenta comforter is the first giveaway. But there’s a painting hanging above it that I know is hers. A beautiful rose with a broken stem. Its blossom drooped toward a snowcapped ground with the petals falling like raindrops—or tears. It’s incredible. The detail. The realism. The beauty…and sadness. She’s going to be amazing in marketing design one day. She really is talented.

I sit down on her bed, running my fingers over the place she lays every night, fighting the urge not to bury my nose and breathe her in. Knowing this is the place where she strums her needs has me groaning. I climb into the spot, propping myself against her pillows. Right here. Just like this. Her fingers sneaking down under her pink comforter. Rubbing her sweet pussy.

“Are you going to make room for me?” My eyes clear, seeing her staring at me from the foot of her bed.

I spread my legs. “There’s plenty of room right here.” The look she gives me sends a current up my shaft. There’s a fire in her blood that makes mine burn for her.

She climbs onto the bed, crawling toward me slowly, testing the strength of my willpower with every inch she draws closer. She’s intentionally teasing me. The wicked gleam in her eyes taunting the cum right from the end of my dick. I tug at my collar, trying to loosen the tightness around my neck, but it’s the tightness between my legs that is being strangled.

“If you’re going to hog my bed…” She stops before me. “You better pay the toll.”

I grip her chin, licking my lips. This girl has no idea what she’s doing to me. “Gladly.”

She lets out a whimper as I pull her in, allowing me to slip my tongue right past the sexy sound, taking what I want from her. Giving her what she needs. It’s a steep price to pay considering the current state I’m in. The pressure in my balls is almost to the point of pain and only amplifying as her little tongue grows more insistent. She shifts between my legs, climbing onto my lap. I take things deeper, grabbing onto her waist, clinging to her as she grows restless.

I’m in sweet hell right now. Burning alive under her heat. She’s grinding down, seeking the friction to help soothe her ache, but mine is growing more incessant. I grab onto her ass, thrusting upward. Giving her what she needs. A soft moan slips between my lips and it glides down my shaft, curling up in my sac. I feel like I could do better. Make her first orgasm with me one that she’ll always remember.

“Can I touch you, baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes into me, and my pride swells, taking it as a win.

I sit up, wrapping her in my arms and carefully place her down onto her back. Seeing the red in her cheeks, her pink lips swollen from our kisses, the glazed look in her eyes… It’s a sight burned into memory. Knowing she trusts me enough to let me touch her… That’s something I don’t take lightly. As brash as it may sound, I never cared with the other girls I was with. I was always rushing to the end game, trying to get to my release. But with Sophie, I want to take my time with her. I want her craving me so deeply that she nearly loses her mind.

I shift back, slowly working to remove her flannel pants. When I get a glimpse of black panties clinging to her folds, the hunger nearly rips from my throat. I swallow it down on a gulp, trailing my eyes lower. Her thick thighs…creamy porcelain skin…all her smooth softness…have me thirsting to run my tongue up every inch. To sink my fingers in and squeeze. I toss her pajamas to the side, before I’m back at her lips, needing another taste. When her hips try to seek the air, begging for pressure, I run my fingers down, rubbing over the wet satin. She’s soaked through and moaning for more.

I roll my thumb right over her clit and her body arches up into my touch. Her tongue driving deeper in my mouth.

She’s so sensitive. So starved for the release. It’s not going to be long before she’s tipping over the edge, but I’m going to draw this out for as long as I can. “I need to see you, pretty girl.”

Her eyes flutter open as I slowly pull away from her mouth. Her pupils are even darker now. Her lids barely able to stay open from the weight of her need. I shift back on my haunches and rub my thumb over her again. Watching the fluttery feeling wash over her face. She sucks in on a gasp as I pinch her swollen clit. I’m going to learn every single thing that drives her crazy and become an expert in servicing her.

I keep stroking and teasing, studying until my need to see her becomes unbearable. I reach for her waistband, slipping her panties down and watching as her dark curls come into view. I can’t wait to run my fingers through her coarse hair as my mouth is suctioned to her clit. I tug her panties lower, and that swollen bud has my mouth watering. She’s a goddess. A temptation even the devil couldn’t resist. Her thick, glistening folds are causing an obscene mess inside my pants. I’m desperate to lick up every drop of her and feed her body’s cravings.

“I’ve never seen anything so pretty.” I brush my fingers up her thighs, trailing over her silky skin. “You’re so perfect, Soph.”

“Please, Travis.” The longing in her voice has me reaching between her legs. Rubbing over her swollen, wet skin. Exploring every inch with my touch. Studying every crease around her eyes as she watches my movement. Every gasp and whimper as I build her up. Learning what causes her body to tremble. What has her panting for a release.

I run my fingers down, circling her entrance, and her mouth parts on a moan. She’s ready for more. Desperate for it. Her fingers cling to her comforter as I start to push inside her, gripping it tight like she’s holding on for dear life. I run my thumb over her clit again, and she thrusts against my touch, taking me deeper.

“I’m trying to go slow, baby. I want to savor every second, but you’re an impatient little one, aren’t you?”

“It just feels so good, Travis. I didn’t know I would like it so much.”

Her words give me pause. She’s making it sound like she’s never been touched before. “Are you a virgin, Sophie?” When her body tenses, her walls clenching me from within, I think I know the answer.

“No. I’m not,” she says, proving me wrong. “But nothing’s ever felt like this.”

I like that answer. I want everything to be better with me than it was with all the rest. I don’t ever want her walking away feeling less than satisfied. And I certainly don’t want anyone from her past showing me up and making her long for what they once had together.

“If you give this body over to me, Soph, I promise to give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.” I’ll be majoring in her orgasms, studying her thoroughly and teaching us both new things. I crook my finger up inside her, wanting to back my words, looking for the spot I know she’s never felt before. When she lets out a gasp, her pussy bucking against my palm, I know I’ve found it. I rub over her G-spot again, using my other hand to focus on her clit. She starts to pant. Her little hips wiggling into my touch. Her eyes closed tight. Body nearly shaking.

“That’s it, baby. Give yourself over to it and come for me.”

And she does. Her pussy floods me with her release as she thrusts against my fingers, demanding I pump her through every shocking pulse that rocks through her system. My cock is nearly on the brink of my own release. Just a few strokes and I’d be shooting my load all over her pink comforter. Marking it with my scent so males for miles keep their distance. But it will have to be another day. This moment is about her. This is my gratitude for her trusting me with her body.

I lean forward, kissing her gently. “You really are something special, Sophie.”

I’ve never met anyone like her.

“I’m beginning to feel the same about you, Travis.” She snuggles into her pillow, looking sleepy now. After that intense release I’m sure she is. Plus, it’s close to midnight and I know she has to get up early for class.

“Let me tuck you in, babe. Then I’ll head out so you can get some sleep.” I stand and get her all nice and snug under her blankets, then place one last kiss on her lips. “Good night, my sweet girl. Dream about me.”

I flick the lights off, turning her lock on my way out. And as soon as I’m outside, I pull out my phone.

Me: I had the best time tonight, Ms. Adams. Can’t wait until I see you again. Btw, we still need to discuss your grade. Though I will say, you have far exceeded any expectations. You have made a devoted customer out of me and I’m sold on the entire package.