Chapter 51
Sliding my fingers under the waistband of Trav’s boxers, I stared straight into his eyes as he lifted his hips and let me strip him. My spent cock twitched at the mere thought of it.
I pulled his clothes off, finally matching him to me and Frankie in our nakedness, and then let my eyes travel to his lap.
Fucking hell, he was so big.
Of course he was.
Tree trunk thighs.
Deep barrel chest.
Shoulders as wide as the houses he built.
He was the very definition of a dominant, testosterone-filled man. Yet, twenty minutes ago, he had fallen to his knees at my feet and sucked me dry, taking me deep past every boundary he had.
And now, I was going to break him down, with my own need to top him from my knees until he was a wreck for me.
I wanted everything.
“Color?” I asked, giving him a tentative smile as I laid my palms flat on his thighs, dragging them down to his knees and back up.
“I’m seeing sounds right now.” He bit back, jaw clenched tight as his cock hardened, all on its own until it lay heavily against his stomach, so thick it couldn’t stay upright under the weight of itself.
I grinned and finally slid my hands toward the center of his body, slowly, but surely gripping his cock in my palm.
His hips flexed involuntarily, and a rumble sounded in his chest. Turning to our girl, who silently watched, letting us test every bit of new freedom she was giving to us, I leaned over and kissed her.
She threaded her fingers in my hair, kissing me back soundly as I slowly stroked our lover.
“Do you remember the first time I felt Trav through your body?” I hummed, “You were on my lap, my come deep in your pussy as he lined up from behind and slammed into you. He fucked you so hard, you slid up and down against me until I came again.”
“Yes,” She nodded her head, lips against mine. “It was the start of all of this.”
“It was the day I knew I loved you.” I corrected her.
“You accepted me. Accepted us. Gave us space and safety to explore things we didn’t know we needed until you gave us the place to do it.
The love to do it.” I hummed, looking over at Trav with his pitch-black eyes and tight, corded muscles in his neck as he reacted to my words just as viscerally as she did. “Now look at us.”
“All of us.” He added. “Happy.”
“In love.” Frankie hummed, kissing my cheek before turning to him and kissing him. “So desperately in love with each other.”
“Thank you, baby,” He growled, kissing her deeper as I watched them hungrily, hardening again. “For letting us share you.”
She giggled, turning to me and flicking her glance down at Trav’s thick cock in my hands, where I still lazily stroked him, warming him up to my touch and teasing him until his body kept flexing, silently seeking more.
“I’m the luckiest woman in the world. Everything I’ve survived—” She closed her eyes, “Was for this. For this deep, satisfying, eternal happiness.”
“Eternal.” I tried the word out on my lips before slowly lowering them to the crown of Trav’s cock. His eyes were wild as he watched me, Frankie’s nails dug into his chest as she watched the teasing second hand. “I like the sound of that.”
Slowly, I brought my tongue out and swiped it up the length of him, from root to tip, feeling the ridges and grooves, tasting him.
His growl was inhuman.
Perfectly, Travis.
“Take it.” He demanded, clenching his teeth, “Take it into your mouth, Eli.”
And then I did just that.
Holding his stare, I started sucking him, widening my jaw to fit his monster thickness into my mouth, working every inch of him I could. I was hard again from simply pleasuring him, making him curse with ecstasy as his head fell back, hanging between his shoulders.
“Good boy.” I hummed, joking about his newly discovered praise kink. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Fuck yes, I do.” He dropped his chin to his chest and then ran his fingers through my hair, gripping the back of my head in his big hand and setting the pace.
I hated it.
But only because it made my dick harder.
Also, because he was lasting far longer than me, just to be rude.
“Like this,” Frankie purred, scooting down to sit on the edge of the bed again as she spit on her palm and ran it over his big tight balls. “He has a magic button.”
“Frank—” He growled and then hissed when her finger disappeared behind them. “Fuck!”
She grinned devilishly, leading my hand to his taint, pushing my fingers against it before gently leading my head back down to the crown of his dick. “Suck him while you roll your fingers over it.”
“I’m—” Trav growled, gripping the sheets in his tight fists. “Fuck,”
He spread his thighs wide, and I pressed my dick into the end of the bed, thrusting against it as I watched him fall apart in my hands.
“That’s it.” Frankie murmured, with awe on her face as she watched us. “Look at him breaking apart for you, Eli.”
What a fucking sight it was too, seeing the big dominant man between us crumble because of me. For me. My erection tingled with pleasure, and I knew I was going to come the second he broke completely.
“Harder.” Trav growled, “Press harder.”
And I did, loosening my jaw to take him all the way to the back of my throat as he bellowed, grabbing a pillow and biting it hard as he came, filling my mouth with his come as I eagerly kept stroking, sucking and watching him, taking it all.
Every fucking last drop.
“God, he’s coming too,” Frankie moaned, reaching down to slide her hand over the head of my cock and stroke as I filled her palm with come. “From making you come.”
Frankie looked so damn proud of herself as she laid soft, gentle kisses across his chest, as he came down and I pulled off him, slowing down and then laying my hand on his thighs as we both gasped for air.
“Holy hell.” He finally sputtered, and I got off my knees, stretching out in triumph.
“It may not have been two seconds flat like my chump ass,” I grinned, “But I think I’m still pretty impressed.”
He snorted, burying his head in Frankie’s neck when she laid back against him. “I’d say.”
I collapsed on the other side of her, all of us panting with sweat beaded on our skin, wrapped in heat and something deeper.
It wasn’t about getting off. Or finding pleasure in ourselves.
It was about trust. About giving each other permission to feel, to explore, to need.
As I looked down at her flushed face, Travis’s lips still brushing her skin, I knew this was only the beginning for us.
Eternal.