Theirs to Love (The Last First Kiss Menage #2)

Emily

A fter they got settled into the little hotel that Travis found for them decided that she needed a shower. They didn’t even have time to go home to pack a bag, so she was at the mercy of the hotel’s little store in the lobby. Luckily, they had toiletries available in the room and she was thrilled to find those white fluffy robes on the bed. Hopefully, they would be able to find a store in the morning to buy some clothes.

Travis texted their location to Jackson’s boss. He told her that he didn’t want her to get her hopes up, but she had to admit she had already. The thought of seeing Jackson again made her heart race and scared the crap out of her. When Jackson walked away with nothing more than a note she was afraid of what was going to come next. For days, she tiptoed around Travis waiting for him to take off too. She worried that her relationship with Travis was too new to stand up to what the three of them shared. But it had and she was so thankful.

They left her parent’s house, and she hadn’t talked to them since. Her father had tried to call her a few times, but she let her voicemail deal with him. Her mother sent her a text telling her that she was acting like a child. She needed to put some much- needed space between her and her family. Her father’s messages usually consisted of his disapproval of her choice of men and his willingness to help her find a suitable mate. Like she was a panda at the zoo, and he was looking for another panda to breed her with. The idea made her laugh, but she knew that it was no laughing matter. The truth was that her father would like the idea of having complete control over her life and she would never allow that again. She was a fool for running home when things got tough, she thought that her safety would take precedence over his need to control her every move, but she was wrong.

She and Travis tried to move on with their daily lives, but each day was more challenging than the next. She could tell that Travis worried about what he could and couldn’t say, often not bringing up any mention of Jackson and God, she wanted to talk about him. She missed him so much, she ached. Talking to Travis about the man that they both loved might have helped them both to heal and be able to move past the resentment that they were both dealing with.

She saw the way Travis was with little Star, and she longed for a baby of her own, but she didn’t dare bring it up for fear that he’d turn her down flat. A part of her worried that Travis was just killing time until the next best thing came along. She also worried that without Jackson, Travis would get bored with her, and she’d find out the hard way that she wasn’t enough for him. knew that the relationship between the three of them checked off all the boxes for Jackson and Travis, but she worried that she didn’t offer him enough of what he needed. The thought of losing Travis kept her up most nights and filled her days with so much worry that she was barely able to function at work.

Hearing Travis tell her that he wasn’t going anywhere tonight gave her strength to hope for so much more with him and honestly, with Jack. That they would at least have a shot to plead their case with him made her heart feel like it was doing flip-flops in her chest.

“Hey,” Travis whispered startling her, causing her to yelp. “Sorry baby, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

smiled at him; he looked so unsure of himself that she couldn’t figure out what he was thinking half the time. The other half, she could see every emotion, every ounce of love that he had for her shining back at her, in his eyes. “You didn’t scare me, Travis. I was just thinking about—things.” She wasn’t sure if he was ready to hear that she had her hopes up about seeing Jack again.

“May I join you?” He looked her body up and down and she opened her arms in invitation.

“I’d like that Travis,” she whispered. watched as Travis slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped off his jeans, stepping into the warm spray of the shower with her. He pulled her into his arms, and she wrapped her body around his needing everything he was offering her and more. They had become good at comforting each other but they never lost the passion that always existed in their relationship.

Travis pushed her against the shower wall and lifted her against his body allowing better access to shamelessly rub herself all over him. After the day that they had, finding out that someone was still watching them and that Jackson was possibly coming back to them, she needed to feel Travis, touch him, and know that he wanted her as much as she needed him.

wrapped her legs around Travis, and he slid into her wet core holding her ass in his big hands controlling her every movement. She liked that Travis gave her what she needed, even craved during sex. liked being submissive, especially with her demanding job. Travis took over where Jackson had left off but never pushed her to her limits as Jack had. She knew that Travis was missing that in their relationship. Jackson fulfilled that need for him pushing him to take more and give more and Travis seemed to long for that again.

Travis pumped into her body hard and fast taking every ounce of pleasure that she was willingly giving him. She could feel her climax building deep within her core as she took what she needed from him, riding his cock, and pulling him down to kiss his mouth. Their bodies slipped and slid in unison until she couldn’t hold back any longer. She screamed out his name and minutes later, he shouted out hers pumping his seed deep into her core.

Travis released her, letting her slide down his big body. He soaped her up and then lathered himself up. She looked over at him while he was rinsing off and the worried, lost look he wore earlier was back in place.

“Travis, please talk to me, tell me what’s wrong,” pleaded. “I want to help you, but I don’t know how.” Travis leaned through the warm spray from the shower and gently kissed her lips forcing a smile onto his beautiful face. reached up and pushed a strand of wet blond hair from his eyes, running her hands down to playfully tug his beard.

“You help me more than you already know, baby,” Travis whispered. “I’d be completely lost without you.” Travis took one last kiss and turned off the water. “Let’s dry off and get into bed. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. I have to find us a safe place to stay while we figure out who is still following us and Jack—” stilled at the reminder that Jackson was supposed to reappear in their lives almost as quickly as he exited two months ago.

“I know.” She softly smiled up at him. “And, when he shows up we’ll be ready for him. This time, we won’t let him walk away without a fight.” Travis curtly nodded and towel-dried her body.

“Right, hopefully, we will get some answers too. I need to know where he’s been this whole time. How was it so easy to walk away from us, leaving us to suffer not knowing if he was safe and alive all this time? I need some answers, Em.” She nodded, knowing that this whole thing had gnawed at Travis. For the first few weeks, he felt as though he had done something wrong, that Jackson could walk away so easily. Honestly, she felt the same way, only blaming herself instead of Travis. The three of them needed to find a way through this mess to be able to get to the point where they could heal and move forward—together. Because any other option felt wrong.