Chapter 29
He didn’t have to tell her twice.
Bending down, she placed one hand on the bed to steady herself as she took the head of him into her mouth. A low moan escaped her.
God.
He tasted so good. And she’d barely even gotten her mouth on him.
This just might kill her.
Wrapping her free hand around the base of him, she took him deeper into her mouth, letting out another groan.
“Fuck, baby. That’s it. Eat my dick. Such a good fucking girl to take me. Aren’t you? You’re going to take me nice and deep. That’s it. Just breathe.”
She let go of the base of his dick and just concentrated on swallowing him down. He was far bigger than anyone she’d been with before. Not just longer but he had more girth.
God.
She wanted him inside her. Now.
But more than that, she wanted to bring him to pleasure.
“That’s it. Well done. You’re doing so well. Your mouth is so hot and warm. It feels like fucking heaven. Good. Now, swallow when you take me deep. Fuck yes. Now, lick me. Lick the head. That’s it. Down the shaft. You have this, my precious, beautiful girl.”
Had anyone ever bossed her around like this when she was giving them a blow job? Or given her so much praise?
She didn’t think she would enjoy it quite this much. But her clit was throbbing and she reached down to play with herself.
Suddenly, he wrapped his hand around her hair and drew her head back off his cock. She stared up at him in shock. What was wrong? Had she done something? She’d made certain not to use her teeth. Most men didn’t like that.
“Did I tell you that you could touch yourself?” he asked in a deep voice.
Uh-oh.
“But I . . . I need to come. Please.” She added a pout for good measure.
“From now on, all of your orgasms are mine, understand? You don’t get to come without my permission. You don’t get to touch yourself without my permission. Move your hand away.”
Was he serious?
She slid her hand away from her pussy. Which was really too bad, because it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.
“I can’t touch myself?” she asked in a high-pitched voice.
“No, you can’t. Poor baby. Don’t look so sad. As long as you do as you’re told, you’ll get plenty of orgasms, I promise.”
Yeah . . . but it wasn’t quite the same as being able to make herself come whenever she liked.
“What if you’re away from me for a few days or something and I really need to . . . to come?” she asked.
“Well, I don’t think I’d be going anywhere without you. But if I had to, you’d need to call me and ask me for permission to come.”
Yeah. She couldn’t imagine ever doing that.
“I might get one of those toys that go inside you which I operate with my phone. That way, I’ll still be in charge of your pleasure.
Or if I can call you back, you can make yourself come while I watch.
I think I’d like that. Watching your little finger work your fat, sensitive clit. Fuck. Yes. I’d like that a lot.”
He rolled them over so she was lying on her back with her legs spread and he was kneeling between them.
Then it was her turn to be kissed all over.
Bugger it all. He was killing her. She’d already been turned on from exploring his amazing body and sucking his delicious cock. And he’d stopped her from doing anything about it.
Caren hated having to wait to come. Most of the time she was patient in everything she did.
Except getting to come.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“Poor baby. All worked up. Too bad you have to wait.”
“I don’t want to wait!”
Smack!
He slapped his hand down on her pussy.
Holy crap balls!
That stung! But then the pain morphed into pleasure and she found herself pushing her hips up into the air as if begging for more.
“Please touch me. Please! I’m dying here. You don’t want me to suffer, do you?”
“So dramatic,” he told her. “You’re not truly suffering. But I could make you suffer.”
She sniffled. “I thought you weren’t a sadist.”
“Hmm. Perhaps there’s a bit of sadism in me. Or maybe it’s just that I like to get my own way.”
Yeah. She bet it was that.
He moved lower, lying on his stomach between her legs so that his face was level with her pussy.
“Oh, and I didn’t get my treat the other night and now I want it.” He pushed the lips of her pussy apart so he could stare down at her.
Bollocks.
What did he think? What was he going to do? She felt herself growing tense and when he placed his mouth on her pussy, he ran his tongue over her entrance.
A cry escaped her and she grabbed hold of the bedding beneath her, twisting it in her hands.
“T-Travis!”
“Yes, baby?” he asked before he started to flick her clit with his tongue.
“Oh God!” She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Her breathing hitched and she drove her hips up.
And then he pulled away.
That. Bastard.
“Nooo,” she cried. “What are you doing? I need to come.”
“Do you? I would never have guessed.”
“You’re teasing me.” She glared down her body at him.
He started playing with her again, driving her up higher and higher toward that peak with his tongue and fingers, teasing her until she was near tears.
Then he drew away. “Just a small taste of what would happen if you touched yourself without my permission.”
Yikes.
Yeah, she didn’t want to experience that again. And just a small taste? She’d never survive the real thing.
“I want to feel you coming around my cock,” he told her before kneeling and moving over her. “I’m going to fuck you. Hard and fast until you don’t know your name. Then soft and slow until all you can do is cry my name.”
“Bloody hell,” she muttered as he flipped her over, then he dragged her to the edge of the bed so her legs were hanging off the end.
They’d already had a talk about protection. Both of them were clean and she had an implant.
“Up on your knees,” he commanded.
She hastily moved into position. Her ass was up high, her chest flat against the bed as he pushed two fingers deep inside her.
A moan escaped her and she wiggled her ass, wanting more.
Slap!
His hand landed heavily on her ass.
“Stay still, naughty girl. Or you won’t get what you so obviously need.”
Well.
She didn’t want that.
He grasped hold of her hips and then his cock was nudging her entrance. She tensed slightly, expecting him to just shove himself in. But she should know better.
Travis always did the unexpected. And he always did what he had to in order to take care of her.
He slowly entered her, taking his time. Reaching around, he lightly played with her clit until she felt herself heading toward that edge once more.
“That’s it, baby. Just relax and let me in. You feel so fucking amazing.”
When he was fully inside her, he paused and she tried to catch her bearings. But then he started to move. She moaned.
God. That felt so good.
He played with her clit as he drove in and out of her. His pace grew faster. Harder.
She was so close. “I need . . . I need . . . please!”
“I know you do, baby. But you need to hold on a bit longer.”
She couldn’t. She shook with the need to let go.
“Almost there,” he murmured. “Good girl. Come for me. Let go.”
Those words released something inside her and she felt herself coming, her head arching back slightly as it washed through her. There were waves. It started small and then took hold of her hard, making her breath catch in her throat.
Holy hell.
It had never been like that. Ever.
She’d thought the orgasm the other night had been powerful, but having him inside her took it to another dimension.
As she came down, she felt him withdraw from her and she let out a whimper.
He hadn’t come yet. Where was he going?
“I’m not going anywhere, baby,” he soothed. “I’m just moving you. That’s it.” He shifted her up the bed and moved over her before pushing his firm dick back inside her.
And then he moved slowly. In and out. He kissed her long and gentle. So sweetly that it brought tears to her eyes because she really hadn’t thought he had that sort of sweetness in him.
But once more he shocked her.
Because he really did make love to her. And when he started playing with her clit again, she was surprised to feel herself come. This time it wasn’t as toe-curling, it was more like soft waves flowing through her.
He sped up, then froze, groaning as he followed her over before he fell onto her. Quickly, before she could really feel the weight of him, he rolled off to the side of her.
Then he drew her against him, holding her close.
It was more than she’d ever imagined.
Amazing. Wonderful.
And part of her couldn’t help but feel complete.
As though all her life, she’d been waiting for this man. And here he was.
All hers.