Chapter 6 Kendra
KENDRA
The last two days have been the happiest of my life.
I’ve spent the days working at the restaurant and any spare time hanging out with Travis.
I was worried that he would think I was childish, still the teenage girl he knew before. But we talk easily about everything and anything. You don’t notice the ten years’ difference between us. Or at least, I don’t.
We sneak off so the other guys in the MC suspect nothing. If my brother found out, he’d flip, and Travis doesn’t want anyone telling him before he gets back.
I’m sure once Quentin sees how happy we are he’ll be cool with us being together.
But it’s not my brother I’m thinking of when Travis gets his wicked tongue on me. He does things with his mouth and hands that make me lose control in the best way. And I’ve learned to work his cock with my hands the way he likes. But we haven’t gone all the way.
There’s a niggling question in the back of my mind. I’m not experienced with men. I kept my distance when I was on the road. I don’t know if what we’re doing is casual or not. It doesn’t feel casual to me, but what would I know?
We’re finishing the washing up after the dinner he made, spaghetti and meatballs with a delicious homemade sauce.
Every night, Travis drops me at home under darkness so nobody sees. He says he’s not ready to tell people yet. We have to tell Quentin first about us.
With the dishes all done, it’s late and almost time to go. Travis leans on the kitchen counter.
“I guess I better drop you at home.”
I’m not ready to go home yet. I take a step toward him, and he puts his arms around me, pulling me in close.
“Can I stay?”
Travis groans. “I would love for you to stay. But there’s a way to do this. I can’t disrespect your brother. I need to speak to him first.”
I know it makes sense, but try telling my heart that.
I wiggle my hips against his, making him groan. My pussy dampens at the guttural noise coming from his throat. I’m not ready to go home just yet, and feeling bold, I pull my top off. His gaze roams hungrily over my breasts.
I pull his top off too and walk my fingers slowly down the hard muscles of his chest. When I get down to his belt, I slowly undo the belt buckle.
Travis has been taking care of me with his mouth. I want to return the favor.
“What are you doing, angel?” He growls a warning as I sink to my knees, sliding his belt out of its grooves.
“Oh, I think you know what I’m doing.”
My hand runs over the bulge in his jeans, and I apply some pressure. Travis groans as I undo the zipper.
“You don’t have to do that, angel.”
“I know. I want to do it.”
I slide his jeans and boxers over his hips and his cock pops out, hard and ready. I lick my lips at the glorious sight and push him back against the kitchen counter. My hands grip the base of his shaft and I hesitate, not sure what to do.
“I’ve never done this before.”
His gaze meets mine, his eyes hooded with desire. “Have you done any of this before, Kendra?”
He means sex. Not that we’ve had penetration, but we’ve done a hell of a lot in the last few days. I shake my head.
“I was waiting for you, Travis.” He groans, a tortured look on his face that makes me feel powerful, knowing I can bring a strong man to his knees. “I’m a virgin. I want you to be my first.”
“Angel…”
It comes out as a low, tortured moan. A drop of precum shoots out the end of his dick, and I duck my head and lick the pearly bead up with my tongue. His cock jerks my hands.
I glance up at him, wondering if I’m doing something right. Travis is watching me, and he gives an encouraging nod.
“You look good on your knees, angel. Take care of your man.”
His words give me power, and I press my tongue to the base of his shaft and lick slowly upwards. He tastes salty and manly, and one lick gets my juices flowing.
My mouth experiments, licking and kissing his shaft and sliding my tongue around his tip. I slide him into my mouth, and his dick bumps up against my teeth. He’s so big I have to slacken my jaw and stretch my mouth open wide. Even then, my mouth only comes halfway down his shaft.
I love watching his dick glisten as I take him in and out of my mouth. I glance upwards and Travis is watching me, his eyes dark with desire.
“That’s it, angel. Take my cock into your mouth.”
I keep sucking, loving his commands.
I suck and lick and tug and kiss. My teeth scrape against his skin, and it’s sloppy and slobbery, but by the way he’s moaning, I must be doing something right.
Then he grabs the back of my head. “Open your throat, angel.”
He’s bossing me around, and I like it. He grabs the back of my hair and slides my head down his shaft. I feel like my eyes are going to bug out of my head and I gag, but then I do as he says. My throat opens, and his cock grazes my tonsils.
He’s in so deep, and when he groans with pleasure my pussy aches.
My jaw drops right open, and my lips rub up and down his shaft as he pulls my head up and down him. My fingers cup his balls and I slide one finger around to his back passage, playing with his puckered hole the way he does with mine.
“Fuck Kendra.”
The surprise in his voice makes me wet and needy.
“That’s it.” His voice is strained and croaky. “Good girl, Kendra. Good girl.”
I know I’m doing a sloppy job. It’s my first time. But the way he’s moaning makes me feel powerful.
His fist twists in my hair. Then he pulls my head down and suddenly he’s got control. He’s fucking my mouth, and it’s so damn sexy.
I love that I’m pleasing him, even though it feels like my jaw is about to drop off. I keep going, sucking and licking and moving my head where he pulls me.
My tits are bouncing up and down, straining at my pink lacey bra. And he’s watching them as he pulls himself into my mouth.
“You’re so sexy, Kendra. So damn sexy. I’m gonna come all over your tits.”
Oh god. It’s so dirty that new heat floods my pussy, and I’m aching for some friction down there but I’ve got both hands on his cock.
I feel his cock thicken. Then he rips it out of my mouth and grabs the base of his cock. Hot liquid hits my tits and splashes onto my face as he sprays cum on my chest.
Cum trickles over my skin and I’m panting, hot and wet. He sees my need and drops to his haunches, pulling me onto the wooden floor with him.
“You need taking care of, angel.”
I whimper as he throws up my skirt and tugs my wet panties off. With his other hand, he swirls his cum all over my chest.
“You’re mine.”
The words only make me more needy. I find his cock, and he’s already hard again.
“Fuck me, Travis,” I whimper.
For the last two days we’ve fooled around a lot, but we haven’t been all the way. Now I’m crazy with desire and want his cock in me.
He growls. But he doesn’t give me what I need.
His cock presses against my thigh, and it’s so fucking close.
“No, angel. I won’t claim you yet.”
Disappointment courses through me, and I grab his cock and pull it towards me.
But his hand gets there first. He thrusts two fingers into my dripping pussy. I’m so needy that it only takes two pumps before I come on his palm.
The release is intense and I press myself to him, our bodies covered in each other’s juices. He moves his fingers again and I tug his cock. Then he’s coming with me, hot cum squirting onto my thigh.
I give a frustrated cry. I want him in me so bad.
“Not yet, Kendra.” He kisses me gently. “I will claim you soon. I will take that sweet cherry of yours, but you have to be patient, angel. This has to be done right.”
He’s thinking of my brother again and what Quentin would do to him if he found out what Travis has been up to with his little sister. It makes sense to wait, but I don’t see how coming on my tits is any less disrespectful than making love.
But I’m too tired to argue. Travis scoops me up and takes me to his bedroom. He washes me down with a warm flannel and climbs into bed next to me.
Every night, he’s taken me back to the clubhouse on his bike. But tonight we sleep together, wrapped tight in each other’s arms.