His face is a shade darker. Clearing his throat, he intones. “Well, alright, then.” His eyes drink me in as I lick some melted chocolate and coconut directly from his fingers.
“Mmm,” I moan, letting the sweetness settle on my tongue. “They’re still good. Try it.”
“I already pigged out. These are for you.” His voice sounds strained as he offers his other hand to me, and I lick peanut butter and chocolate from it, too. As I spend more time on this hand, I realize my heart’s racing, and the tightness between my legs has turned into a throb.
Travis’s face looks drained of blood, and he can’t take his eyes off me as I suck his fingers in and out of my mouth seductively now. I savor the raw power of holding his gaze.
He growls, “You’ve … you’ve got it all over your mouth—” But instead of finishing the sentence, he pulls me urgently into him. His lips cover mine. His touch ricochets between light and sensual, passionate and aggressive, stealing my breath and stoking the longing centered between my legs. But he’s careful to keep distance between our bodies. He’s waiting for me.
My head spins, and my heart thrums as I wrap my arms around him, pulling myself against him. I exhale sharply, shocked by the electric feel of his hard body on mine. The way we fit together takes my breath away. As if my softness and his hardness perfectly complement each other.
I feel his thick arousal against my stomach, and he lets out a throaty growl as the nerves in my body light up like sparklers. My hands rove across his body, taking in the feel of his angular planes until the building desire between my legs grows too insistent to ignore.
He hoists me against him. I loop my arms around his neck and my legs go around his waist instinctively.
“No,” he says in a dark voice that’s not his own. “Not like this. I want to please you, Faith. This night’s all about you.”
Grasping me in his powerful arms, he walks towards the edge of the hot springs, stepping out into the chilly night air. Without hesitation, he takes me to the blankets laid out near the fire, and his naked body steams in the cool air. So does mine.
Lowering me back onto my feet, he commands. “Lie down.” I let out an involuntary whimper as his black eyes sweep over me like a ravenous wolf.
I drop onto my knees and slowly recline back, resting my head on a couple of still folded blankets. He doesn’t move an inch, and I continue to watch the heat swirl off his flesh as I take in his huge erect cock. He’s gorgeous, chiseled and polished to perfection, like a block of tan marble.
“I know I’ve been moving fast all night … about many things. But is this really what you want, Faith? Are you sure you want me to be your first?”
We’ve never spoken directly about me being a virgin. But I guess like Jess, he’s figured it out.
I nod, my eyes filling with tears. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
Relief washes over his face. But he stills his reaction, asking, “And you’re not going to regret it tomorrow or let people make you feel ashamed about us, right?”
I nod again. But it isn’t enough for him.
“I need to hear you say it, Faith. That you want to be with me, and you’re ready to let the whole world know it.”
“I’m ready, Travis. I want you, and I’m ready for everyone to know.”
“You have to know something about me.” He kneels down by my feet, sitting back on his heels and instantly gaining my full attention. “If you want me to be your first. Well, I also want to be your last. Your only, Faith. Are you okay with that?”
The warmth radiating from his soulful eyes infuses me with waves of love I’ve never experienced before. Wild, reckless, unconditional. “Yes, Travis. I want you to be my only, too.”
Travis parts my legs, his eyes unashamedly feasting on every inch of me. His fingertips brush lightly over my skin as he places gentle kisses on the inside and back of my knee. There’s a sensitive spot that makes me quiver as he traces kisses up my body.
I can tell by the small grin that crosses his face he’s taking mental notes, learning my body with his hands and mouth. He alternates between his hot lips and wet tongue until I’m shaking, and my hips tilt toward the night sky, demanding more from him.
“I want you to know I’m clean, and I brought condoms.”
“I’m clean, too,” I reply softly. “And I’m on the pill, so you don’t need to use a condom.”
Surprise flashes across his face, and he looks confused.
I clarify, “I know a virgin on the pill sounds weird. But it helps regulate my hormones and my periods. I’ve been on them since I was a teenager.”
He nods, his face relaxing. “You know, I’ve never gone without a condom before or been with a virgin. So, you’re not the only one experiencing new stuff tonight.” He gives me a bashful grin, not something I’m used to seeing from him.
Travis draws closer to the white-hot heat centered between the top of my legs, and I let out a surprised cry as his warm breath and wet tongue circle my clit for the first time. He puts a hand on my abdomen to hold me down and slowly strokes my pearl with his tongue as I dissolve beneath the feel of him.
His finger teases the entrance of my pussy as he strokes back and forth until I’m out of control with desire.
