Chapter 8
Corrine
After I had fixed breakfast and a few other dishes for Travis, I thanked him for taking care of me as I then walked out of the door and climbed in my car to get my butt to work.
I had called in after I had fed Stormy, however, it was asked, well begged of me that I come in and handle two accounts. That the clients wouldn’t work with anyone else.
My boss also knew that if I were to ever leave, then those clients would go with me, so here I was, still feeling like crap, but nonetheless, I walked into the building, it took all of two seconds for the clients to get angry at my boss.
“You should have told me that she wasn’t feeling well. I could have waited.” Mr. Thompson bit out.
“I’m okay, just allergic to bees and wasps.” I told them as I made my way to my office.
That was the moment that my phone pinged.
I glanced at it when I sat down on my chair.
Travis – You make it to work okay?
Corrine – Yes. Thank you.
Travis – Come over after you get done.
Corrine – Okay.
I finished the accounts and in two hours, I was in my car as I headed to the apartment, showered, changed, and then I headed back to Travis’s ranch.
All of the little touches that had been taking place, and the shy glances, that had led to one thing.
One thing that happened in the next minute.
I had been standing in the kitchen after my hour-long ride on Stormy.
Then I felt the ever-present heat at my back that came from one man.
Travis. And unknowingly how close he was to me, I leaned back on my heels and that was when I felt the solid wall of muscle at my back.
He placed his hands on either side of my hips, and through the worn jeans, I felt the heat radiating off of his palms.
Then he moved his right hand up and ran it along my side, I felt shivers crawl across my skin. That was the moment he swept the hair from my shoulder and I felt his warm skin on mine. He was touching a part of me that no one else has ever touched in such a manner as this.
That was when I felt it. His soft lips came in contact with the column of my neck.
Breathing deeply, he said huskily, “You don’t want this. Tell me no now. Once I start, I won’t be able to stop.” I knew what he was referring to.
I knew the man he was. I knew his character.
I smiled softly as I turned in his arms and wrapped my hands around the back of his neck. “Just don’t break my heart.” I murmured softly against that beautiful set of lips. Then those lips planted on mine in a long, slow, and sensual kiss.
I hadn’t wanted his lips to leave mine, but then what happened next caused my heart to pitter-patter.
He bent, wrapped one arm around my back the other around my knees, and swept me up against his chest.
I felt like Debra Winger in An Officer and a Gentleman. He walked us out of the kitchen up the stairs then he turned an immediate left into the master bedroom.
I didn’t have time to take in his room. I was laid down ever so carefully on the California King bed. How did I know that it was a California King? Because both of us had been laid down in the middle and neither one of us were close to the edge of the bed.
I was surprised at how tender the touch was that he used with me. Travis came off as a hard man, one that didn’t have a tender bone in his body, but with me, he did.
“Eyes on mine baby.” I heard him growl out, and just like me being myself, I did as he asked while I watched as he hunched his shoulders as he pulled his shirt from his body, then our mouths were once again connected.
After our clothes were removed, I made a move to use my hands to cover my body, only to have him stop my movement.
“Please, don’t deny me this vision. Your fucking beautiful.” He whispered against my skin where his mouth was roaming from my collarbone to my breast.
The moment his mouth closed around my nipple; I hadn’t been able to hold back the moan that erupted.
His other arm was keeping him above me, so his massive body didn’t crush me, I felt that was endearing.
Then he moved his body down mine and did something that I have only read about in romance books.
“I’ve never done this, baby. So if I screw it up, don’t get upset with me.” I heard that rasp in his voice, I was surprised.
“Never?” I almost didn’t believe him, but even if the news would hurt me, Travis always told me the truth.
“No.” Then his mouth was between my legs.
“Fucking love this.” I felt his tongue enter a part of me that only my mother and father had ever seen when I was a baby and my yearly ob-gyn appointments.
The little thing he was doing with his tongue, my entire body was heating up to a fevered pitch as I felt my entire form tighten, “Travis.” I moaned out.
“Let go, baby. Give it to me.” He muttered with his mouth between my thighs, then with three more flicks of his tongue, my body tightened even harder, then I came. For the first time in my life.
“Now I understand why some women say they have sex to relieve a headache.” His roaring laughter filled the room.
He placed a kiss on my birthmark that sat on my right hip as he made his way up my body.
He reached for something in a silver wrapper, when he saw the confusion on my face he simply said, “Condom, but you need to be on birth control. I want to experience everything with you.” I made a mental note to make that appointment.
“Darlin’ you ready?” He asked after he slipped the condom on his massive length.
I licked my lips at the thought of having that in my mouth at another time as I nodded my head.
I knew this was going to hurt, but the pleasure that I would be receiving after that hurt made it worth it.
I watched as he lined the head of his cock with my entrance.
I looked into his eyes and not once did mine leave his.
I could tell the strength that the man had, especially seeing the vein in his neck that was pulsing.
Then he entered me, little by little, stopping to give me time to acclimate to the intrusion.
“Fuck. I’m glad I waited for you, babe. But goddamn why couldn’t I have met you a hell of a lot sooner?” He asked.
“Because our time hadn’t come yet.” I whispered as he brought his mouth to mine, and then, he pushed forward.
The barrier had broken, and I was no longer a virgin.
With his lips on mine, I moaned into them at the little pain that I had felt then like a snap of the fingers, the pain left my body and in its wake was a building need.
“Travis, move. Please.” I whispered against his lips.
Then he moved, thrusting slowly in and out of me. Nothing needed to be done any different than it was. “Are you close? Fuck, I can’t hold out much longer.” He breathed out through clenched teeth.
Nodding I was close, so close in fact that the moment he hit a certain spot, my muscles tightened, and I let go. I moaned loudly as my release moved out of my body.
With a roar, Travis followed me.
The heights that he took us at that moment, I now understood why some women at the accounting firm spoke so highly about the pleasure a man and a woman can give each other.
I had seen stars, and I discovered that when he hit a certain spot inside of me, my toes curled.
That night, I timidly did something that I have been wanting to do.
First, I placed a kiss on the scar on his cheek.
Then I made my way down his chest to place a tentative kiss on every single scar that adorned his upper half.
I even allowed myself to follow the amazing lines of his tattoos.
Needless to say, I had inadvertently started something again that night.
With myself being safely ensconced in his arms I fell asleep. Unknowingly I had muttered out three little words that had a huge impact.