38. Travis
Fuckinghell why the hell have I waited so long to get my dick pierced? The sensation is mindblowing. One flick from Bea’s tongue, I was ready to shoot my load all over her, and I’ve not even fucked her yet.
I pull my fingers out of her mouth, and she licks her lips as her hand wraps around my dick again. Her fingers move over the ring, which makes me jolt. That’s how much this metal piece is doing to me. Crazy sex, and I’m going to love it.
Bea squeezes it a little tight, and some of the cum still there leaks from me, and she smears it over the head of my dick as she tugs gently on the ring, and it sends a surge of fire through me. I can feel myself getting hard in her hand, which never took long with her anyway, but the piercing is making it so much easier to get hard.
“How wet are you?” I ask her, watching her stroking my growing dick.
“With you, I’m always wet. This has just made it so much easier.” Bea licks the bottom of my dick to the end, flicking the ring a few times.
“Glad you like the ring.” She smiles, and as I move my hand through her hair, she flicks the ring again. Bea knows it’s killing me every time she does it, and it will only make me want her to do it over and over again. “What do you want, Bea?” I ask her as she continues to lick the head of my dick. “You can have the keys for a while.” I wink, and she looks up at me. I’m happy for her to do whatever she wants with me for a bit because when I take back the keys, it will be hard and rough.
Without answering, she wraps her lips around my dick, her tongue playing with a ring, which makes me moan and groan. “Fuck!” Is the only words escaping my mouth because fuck does she know how to tease a man with her mouth?
Pulling her away from me, she looks up at me, pouting. “Time to change the driver, I think.” My words bring a smile to her beautiful lips, and until my last breath, I’m going to make sure she’s always smiling like this. I nod for her to stand up, and my mouth is on hers the second she does.
The fire and rage of more love pulses through me, Bea kissing me just as hard as I kiss her, my hand at the back of her head, through her hair. Pulling away, I kiss her cheek, jawline to her ear, and whisper. “I’m going to make you beg tonight.”
“Then please let me beg, please kiss me, please fuck me, my mouth, my pussy, my ass. Please.” Fucking love this woman, and I’m going to give her everything.
I slam my lips into hers again, her tongue almost fighting with mine, but she’s not winning tonight. Pushing her onto the bed, I take both her hands, bring them over her head, and pin them to the bed. My other hand wrapped around her neck; how I’ve missed my hand around her neck.
Pushing her legs apart with my knee, I’m so hard. I’m not sure how long I’m going to last every time I fuck her, but the best thing is, I get to fuck her more times.
Kissing her neck, I let go of her hands and started playing with her nipple; I began planting kisses down her body, to her nipples. Licking them, kissing them, biting them, making her moan.
I continue to move down her body to the one place I’ve missed. My hand moves over her pussy, and I can’t help but smile. “So wet, Firecracker.” The moment my tongue flicks her clit, Bea moans.
“Oh yes.” She moans as I suck and flick her clit, as I push two fingers into her. Bea’s hands are in my hair as I continue to take her with my mouth, her moans and screams echoing in my room. “Travis, yes.” Her back arches on the bed, and my fingers begin to move fast, knowing she’s about to come. I’ve missed the taste; I’ve missed the smell, which is so intoxicating. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” I begin moving my tongue from flicking and sucking, fingers thrusting so fast now, and I feel her tightening around them.
“Come, Bea,” with my words, she lets loose, and her grip on my hair tightens as her orgasm hits her. Once she starts coming down from it, I flick her sensitive clit making her jolt on the bed. Standing up, I lean down to kiss her; I pull away from her and stroke my dick a few times. “What would you like now, Bea?” I ask, knowing the next thing is fucking her like crazy.
“I want you to fuck me.”
I sit on the bed between her legs, moving the head of my dick along her pussy lips to her entrance. Now I have no idea what will happen with the sensations when I fuck her, but one thing I do know is I’m not lasting long. Just moving it up and down her pussy is driving me insane.
I start pushing into her, fuck, this is nothing like I thought it was going to be. Every pulse in my dick is on overdrive and hitting every spot it needs to. As I get deeper and deeper, Bea’s hands tighten around my arm.
“You good?” I ask her.
“Something new, don’t stop,” she snaps at me, which makes me laugh. I watch as the top stud enters her. “Oh god-” She opens her legs wider for me. “-Now that’s hitting the right spot.”
I pull out enough for the stud to be visible again before thrusting a little harder into her, and she screams. Trusting deep and hard, I hold it there, hitting the spot. I’m giving her what she wants, but the motions also hit me in all the right places.
Thrusting again, her breasts jiggling, is such a beautiful sight. Lowering, I suck on her nipple, and Bea wraps her legs around me as I bite down on her nipples, making her moan my name. Each bite on her nipple makes her moan louder.
Lifting the cover off the bed a little, I pull out the clit vibrator and hand it to her. Bea looks at it, then at me. “I fucking love you,” she moans as I thrust hard into her.
“You look at me when you come.” I bring her legs onto my shoulder and thrust harder and harder, Hearing the vibrator working on her clit. I wrap my hand around her neck, squeezing it, and she smiles. Fuck I’ve missed my hand around her neck, choking her while I fuck her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she shouts as I slam into her, and I’m so happy she is getting close, because I’m unsure if I will last much longer. I love the piercing, but fuck, I need to get used to the new feelings.
My piercings are stimulating her, and until I get used to them, it’s doing the same thing to me.
“I’m...Travis, I’m coming,” she screams, so I quicken my pace, her breasts bouncing like crazy as I thrust harder because I’m going to come, too.
I feel Bea’s body tense up, legs clamped around me, her hands grabbing the bed sheets as her body begins to spasm, holding her tight, letting her orgasm run through her, and all the time I am still slamming into her, and wanting her to milk me with her pussy tight around me.
Her moans and tight pussy around my cock are all I need, and I lose myself in her, too. I feel the head of my dick buzzing as I cum hard inside her, slowing down a little because the tingling hitting my dick is something new for me. Bea comes down from her wave, and I pull out of her, seeing my cum leaking out of her.
“Sex with you has always been amazing, but fuck the metal you now have hit every spot there is inside me.” Bea pants, and I laugh because I’m happy she’s getting the best sex of her life because I sure as hell am.
Leaning down, I kiss her, and she kisses me back. Pulling away from her, I walk over to the dresser to grab my phone and a bottle of water for Bea.
Travis - Be here for 3 am.
Putting my phone back, I turn to face Bea, who is watching me. “Are you ready for more?” I ask her, and she leans back a little and opens her beautiful legs for me. I lick my lips as I walk over to her.
Tonight will be the best night of my life with the woman I love.
My body is dead, so happy we don’t have college today because there was no way I could have focused on anything. It was always one thing I loved about Bea, and she loves sex as much as I do. Not having sex for a few weeks caught up to both of us, so we had to make up for all the days we missed. Did we cover them all last night? No, which means I get to have crazy sex again tonight. I’m one lucky man.
“So, is it worth it?” Blake is the first to ask me, which doesn’t surprise me. He’s been asking about it since I finished it.
“I have no idea why I never thought about it before. Insane, that’s all I’m saying.” I grab some milk from the fridge and sit on the bar stool. “Have you spoken to him?” I ask Logan.
We have the plan ready to take down our dads. We’ve had to ask the Crawfords to help get the three of them into the woods for us. We’ve given the day and the place to tie them to a tree, and once they leave, we will be there within five minutes.
But we promised someone he could have Logan’s dad, knowing he would do much worse than what we had planned for him.
I look behind his shoulder at the girls walking down the stairs. It’s nice to see Bea finally trusting August and Meadow. They’re laughing about something. Again, I don’t care. She’s happy and smiling, and that’s all I want.
“He is coming over; he has been down the pit for a few days,” Logan tells us.
“Morning.” I kiss Bea, as she was in the shower when I came down.
“Morning. Coffee?” she asks with a bit of a bite to her tone. I nod as Meadow and August start making something behind me, but I don’t turn around. We normally make breakfast, but the last few days, the three of them have been, so we’ve left them to it. Bea slams the coffee mug on the counter in front of me, and I turn to face her, knowing very well why she’s not happy with me I was fifty fifty on her reaction, it was either going to be pissed off, wanting to throw things at me, or she’s up for fun, and would enjoy it. And I’m not sure which way she has gone with it.
“So I love you, but you’re starting to piss me off. First, you put a tracker in me, which I knew nothing about, then you put another tracker in me, and I don’t know where it is-” I put my hand up to stop her talking so I can answer her.
“I said I’d tell you where it is; you’re the one who said no.” I mean, if she did ask me, I’d lie and say it’s somewhere else to be on the safe side just in case someone did hurt her.
“I know, but this morning, I woke up in some pain. I thought last night was amazing, and that’s the pain. But I was wrong—oh, was I wrong.” She folds her arms over her chest, and all I do is smile.
“Just image the fun-”
“Oh, it will be fun. All you had to do was ask. I might have said yes.” She takes a sip of her coffee.
“Yeah, you might have said yes; this way, I got it done, without the back chat and fight. I’m excited for tonight.” I lean in closer to kiss her, but she walks away, and I start laughing.
“What did you do?” Blake asks.
“Your crazy ass friend pierced me down there. Crazy fucker.” Bea shakes her head and helps August and Meadow with breakfast.
“Yeah, they don’t ask. They just do what they want.” Meadow looks over her shoulder at Logan, who shrugs his shoulders at her.
I can’t wait to eat her up tonight and flicking her ring on her clit, she’s going to be coming for days, and I can’t wait.
“At least she hasn’t tried to throw anything at you,” Logan looks over at Meadow.
“You fucking tattooed me!” Meadow shouts at him, only making him laugh. The girls continue to talk about the crazy things we’ve done to them, and I turn back to the guys.
“Are you still going to see Tessa?” Blake asks.
“Yeah, mom finally wants to go.” Mom didn’t want to go for a few weeks because she couldn’t accept her daughter was dead. She asked to see her a few days ago, and I told her I’d take her.
“What we wanted for years is finally coming to an end.” Logan looks at the door, and I already know who it is. “Bit early?” he asks.
“I have a business to run,” Cain snaps back, making me smile at Logan. He’s not in a fun mood today. Well, he’s never in a fun mood, but this morning, he sounds worse than normal.
“Hayden,” I nod and look behind to see if the others have joined us. No, they haven’t. “Are you guys all sorted?” I ask.
“Yes, ready to go.” He sits on the bar stool, and Bea stands beside me, staring at Cain. I told her he was the one who got Jasper to talk, and I told her everything about him.
“Do we get to know what you have planned?” I ask Cain, who’s tapping on his phone. Finally, he puts his phone away and looks up at me.
“Not sure you’re ready for the pit.” Fucking hell, the smile on his face right now even scares the shit out of me. He looks between the three of us, and his lips return to his straight emotional man. Cain looks over at Bea and nods. “Good to see you up and about.”
“Thank you for finding me,” she says, taking a step closer to him, but he takes one back. It’s not a huge step, but one we notice. “I only wanted to hug you to say thank you.”
“Does he look like the hugging type?” Logan asks, which he says with a humorous tone, but Cain doesn’t react to his comment.
“I don’t care,” Bea says, taking a quick step closer to him and wrapping her arms around him. “Thank you,” I hear Bea tell him, and just as quickly as she hugged him, she let him go.
Cain stares at her for a moment before turning to us. “Call me when you’re on your way. I’ll meet you there. Is there anything else? I’m sure we could have had this conversation on the phone,” Cain says. Cain stares at Logan before he turns to me.
“Mom and Aunt Lizzie are coming over for breakfast, and Aunt Lizzie is annoyed you haven’t called her-”
“I haven’t called her because I’ve been in hell, and she doesn’t need to hear what happens there, nor do I need anyone knowing I have a mom-” Cain snaps, looking over at Logan. “-Safest for everyone.”
“Still a ghost then. How many people know your last name?” Logan asks.
“The people in this room, and mom. No one needs to know. Let’s keep it that way.” His body tenses up when the door closes behind us. “You might think I’m a closed book, but it’s for a reason,” he almost shouts at Logan, who finally stops staring at Cain.
Bea kisses my mom, and Cain moves to the other side of the kitchen counter so Aunt Lizzie can’t hug him.
“You’re new,” My mom points to Hayden and Cain.
“Cara-”
“This is Hayden, a friend, he-” Logan points to Cain. “-is a friend of Hayden,” Logan glances over at Aunt Lizzie with a slight shake of the head.
My mom stares at Cain much longer than she needs to, then looks at Aunt Lizzie.
“Are you done here?” Cain asks, walking towards the front door. Aunt Lizzie tries to follow him but stops when Logan calls her over.
“Mom, Meadow wanted to ask you something,” he nods her over, and Hayden tells us he will call when the time is right.
“Logan-”
“Mom, we’ll talk later,” Logan walks out of the room, and Blake and I follow him. “So, are we ready? Don’t need anything fucking this up.”
“You’re pissed off with him, but he’s looking out for anyone who knows him. It”s not the worst thing, so stop being a prick about it. And this plan is all we’ve worked for,” I snap at him; he’s pissed Cain is making Aunt Lizzie upset, and we get it, but no need to be a dick about it.
“Let’s do this.” Logan looks over at the girls when they shout our name to eat. “Are you leaving after breakfast?”
“Yeah, you guys home? I’ve told Bea not to leave the house if you’re going out.” I ask them both as we walk to the kitchen to get a plate of pancakes.
“We’re home, we won’t leave her.” Blake pats my back.
I want the morning to go fast because I’m not sure how Mom will react when she sees Tess’ grave, but I’m ready for whatever comes my way.
I take Mom’s hand as we make our way to Tessa’s grave. She’s been quiet on the drive here. I tried to talk to her about the hockey season and how the team has been playing. It was all simple. That’s nice; you’ll win, she replies.
Mom sits on the bench by the grave, and I stand there looking down at her for a moment before I even talk.
“How great is this, Tess? I found her, Tess. I found Mom-” I sit down next to Mom, and she places her hand on my back. “- I know you’re shouting at me that we should have looked harder for her. And I’m sorry I didn’t, but we have her now.” I look over at Mom’s grave and shake my head. “That’s getting removed today. I still remember the words you always sent me, even though Mom was not next to you. I promise you are never alone.” I stop and shake my head a little because I should be happy my mom is with me, but I still miss my sister. “You are never alone,” I whisper the words.
I’ve told Mom a lot about Tess, but there are some things I’ve not, like her being with Cain or how I think Dad is behind her death. There is no need to give her more pain from that man.
“Mom, Tess told me stories about you. Every day.” I look over my shoulder at Mom, staring at Tess’s grave. “She told me you made brownies and how you used to braid her hair too tight.” My mom lets out a little chuckle, which makes me smile.
“It wouldn’t hurt if she stayed still,” mom tells me. “She was always a fighter. Travis tells me, you fought your dad all the time. That’s my daughter, a fighter.”
“She was. She protected me more than I can count.” I smile and remember how she used to fight for me. Then we became a team. Now, this team is about to win.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, the both of you.” Mom leans her head on my shoulder.
“Mom, we never blamed you; we blamed the man you married. He’s the one who broke us,” I tell her. We never once blamed Mom; we knew what the three of them were like, how they loved the control.
Dad knows I have Mom, and they are being very quiet. We know the three of them have been talking a lot. The Crawfords have been watching them for us, because if anyone is going to run, it’s them. It’s the last thing we want.
“Mom, I’ll give you some time. Take as long as you need.” I kiss her on the cheek and make my way back to the car. I know my mom needs time with Tess; she might have a lot to say. But I want her to be able to come knowing she doesn’t need me all the time.
Once we get rid of our dads, my mom and Bea will finally be free and walk with freedom and not look over her shoulder.
Leaning on the car, I watch my mom talk, laugh, and smile. Tess has finally got her mom back. Not the way we wanted, but we have her.
We will be free this time next week and living our best lives. It is time to be free now.