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I SUCKED TRAVIS’S pillow-soft bottom lip into my mouth and nibbled on it as I tried to will my body into submission. I couldn’t think about how unbelievable it felt to be inside him or how his tight ass had my cock in a chokehold I never wanted to escape from.
I just had to breathe for a goddamn minute.
Easier said than done with the scent of his cologne filling my lungs and his talented tongue licking into my mouth.
How had I ever denied wanting him? It seemed unfathomable now. We fit together so perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle that had been pushed around and forced to merge with different parts, when all one needed was the other.
Slowly, I regained my self-control and rocked myself into his hot channel, back and forth, inch by delicious inch, savoring the way he felt wrapped around me. Shit, it wasn’t like this was the first time I’d done this. There’d been a few times with other girls, but this was nothing like that. I’d barely gotten started, and that fact was already permanently seared into my brain. With every small thrust, all those memories of anyone before him disappeared, until all I could see, all I could feel and think about, was Travis.
“Are you trying to kill me?” Travis’s breath teased my lips as he pulled back from our kiss.
I opened my eyes and stopped moving. “What?”
He wiggled his ass and squeezed around me. “Do I need to show you how this works, or you think you can pound me into tomorrow?”
“I think if you keep talkin’, it won’t be your ass I’m shoving my cock into.” I rocked against him again just to rile him up.
“What if I want both?”
I felt him clamp down around me again, and that was it. I wasn’t about to let him flip the script and top from the bottom. He wanted me to fuck him so hard he never forgot it, then I’d make sure he left his handprints imprinted on the surface of this table.
I rose up behind him, grabbed either side of his hips, and drew myself out to the tip. The loss was immediate, almost painful, until I plowed back inside him all the way to the hilt.
He made a noise low in his throat. “Fuck yes.” He chased me back when I started to pull out of him again. But he wasn’t the one in charge here, and that power gave me a high that rivaled being inside him.
Keeping one hand on his hip to steady myself, I flattened the other against his lower back, then smoothed it up his spine with a heavy pressure to hold him down right where he was. His short hair brushed my fingers as I gripped the back of his neck tight.
Then I did exactly what we both wanted. I began to move.
I shoved into him hard and fast, starting a relentless pace that he seemed to relish, judging by the sounds I was ripping out of him.
God, it was hot. I couldn’t take my eyes off the way my cock disappeared between the flushed, round cheeks of his ass. It swallowed me whole and begged for all I had to give.
“You feel…so damn good.” I barely recognized the ragged sound of my voice over our skin slapping with every thrust and our breathless panting as we matched rhythm.
“I know.” I caught a glimpse of the smug, taunting grin on his lips as he looked back at me, and I tightened my hold on his neck.
Shifting position, I lowered down over him, my bare chest to his solid back, so I could reach around and milk his dick. The head was already nice and wet, giving my fist a smooth slide down his stiff length.
He mumbled something incoherent and angled his head to the side for me when I tucked my face into the spot where his shoulder met his neck. As I jerked him off, I licked and sucked along his skin, filling myself head to toe with every part of Travis I could get. And still it wasn’t enough. It was like I needed to claim him, to know no one else could ever have these parts of him again.
His powerful muscles flexed beneath me, and it was so different to the softness I was used to.
But I loved it, fuckinglovedthat we could be rough with each other, that he’d welcome whatever I gave. I wondered what it would feel like to have him deep inside me this way, to feel that sexy piercing of his hitting my G-spot with every thrust. If I’d like him filling me. Ifhewould.
God, just imagining Travis fucking me made my cock lurch inside him like that was actually about to happen.
Guess that answered the what-ifs.
Spurred on now, craving release, I propelled my hips forward. Travis’s appetite was as voracious as mine, and he impaled himself on my cock every time I lifted up. It was frenzied and uninhibited, and with every thrust, the table groaned beneath us and moved across the floor a few inches.
“Shit,” I said, just now noticing in my lust-filled haze. “I’m not stopping.”
“You better fucking not.”
Our sweat and his pre-cum dripping down onto the table made it a slippery slide for Travis’s hands as he tried to keep himself braced on all fours. His fingers skidded off the table suddenly, but he caught himself, holding position with those carved-from-stone abs.
