“How bad?”
She grunts, scooting down and trying to push me in, but I move away, pulling my fingers from her pussy and smearing her arousal over my piercings.
“Travis,” she whines, reaching out. I try to step back, but she wraps her fingers around me, squeezing.
I hiss. “Damn, you want it bad, huh?”
She pumps once, then swipes her thumb over the tip and brings it to her mouth, slipping it between her lips. It’s not the dirtiest thing she’s ever done, but fuck, I’ll never get tired of her loving the way I taste.
She releases her thumb with a pop, smiling innocently at me. I snap, grabbing her hips and shoving my cock inside with one rough thrust. She flies back, hands latching onto the edges of the table to hold on as her legs fall wider for me. “Yes, yes,” she chants.
“This what you wanted?”
“Yes. Oh, God,” she cries. Her heels dig into my ass, keeping me close, and a current of pleasure spreads through my veins. She tears at my jacket, and I shrug it off, letting it fall to the floor. I press forward, kissing her again. Her hands come up to my shoulders, my face, then slide through my hair, stroking me as I fuck her hard and fast. I start to worry I’m about to put her through the glass, so I slow down, just a tad, and bring my other hand up to play with her clit.
“I can’t wait to get home and fuck you in my bed again. I’m going to fuck you on every surface in my house. I want to smell your pussy when I wake up in the morning and when I go to bed at night.”
She whimpers, biting her lip. She’s so gorgeous. Especially right now, taking my cock like a champ. Her moans grow louder, and I feel her pussy clench around me. “I’m going to come,” she pants, squeezing her eyes closed.
I speed up, my legs burning with exertion as I chase her orgasm, mine right there, too. My hand wraps around the nape of her neck, holding tight as I drop my forehead to hers, our sweat mixing together.
“Oh, Travis, oh God,” she cries.
“I fucking. Love. You.” I slam into her harder, making sure to drive my words home.
Her body trembles as her mouth parts on a guttural moan. I don’t blink as I watch her come undone.
I’ve seen it many times, but I never tire of it. I know all her faces of pleasure, have memorized all her little sounds. The way her brows pinch together and her chest breaks out in a red blush. The way her pussy squeezes me so damn tight it feels like she’s going to cut my dick off.
I fuck her through her orgasm, loving how her walls flutter around my bars. The feeling sends me over the edge. Every muscle in my body tenses as I explode inside her. My forehead meets her shoulder, and I stay buried inside her until I catch my breath. Then I slowly pull out, give her one last kiss, and tug my pants up, before scooping my jacket off the floor. Ellie scoots down and gingerly slides off the table.
“Damn,” she sighs.
“What?”
“I don’t have any underwear.”
I smirk. “My cum’s gonna be leaking out of you all night. Christ.” My dick threatens to swell at the thought. Then I get a better idea. I drop to one knee, and her eyes widen. Slowly, I tug her dress up to her hip, my palm skating between her thighs. Her breathing hitches as she watches me. Using two fingers, I slide between her lips, feeling our cum dripping down her before I shove in, pushing it nice and deep inside her pussy. Then I place a kiss on her clit. “There. Right where it belongs.”
She lets out a sound, something between a breathy laugh and a whimper. “You only like me for my body, huh?” Her voice sounds teasing, but her words hit me right in the gut. It’s not true, and I don’t want her to ever think that.
I get to my feet, cupping her face in my hands. “I like your body, yes. I like your mouth and the way it takes my cock so far down your throat, it feels like I’m in your ribs. I like the way your pussymolds to my dick perfectly, as if it was made just for it. But this”—I move one of my hands to her chest, right over her heart, feeling her shake—“this is what I love. Makes me feel at ease. What puts my demons to rest.”
She opens her mouth, but closes it just as fast. Her lip trembles, eyes turning watery. Fuck, I never wanted to see her cry. Even if it’s for me. I want to be the reason she smiles. Every day, no matter what.
“That was beautiful. And…sweet.” She sniffles, pressing a kiss to my lips. “I especially like the part about your dick reaching my ribs.”
I laugh, kissing her harder. Lacing our fingers together, I lead her out the door and into the hallway, where we run right into our friends. They all freeze. Ellie tries to tug free, probably worried about them finding out, but I don’t let go. I hold up our joined hands for everyone to see. “This is happening.” I look right at Tanner, who stares blankly at me. “Take your contract and shove it up your ass.”
“Travis!” Ellie scolds.
I didn’t read her contract, so I don’t know exactly what’s in it, but I’m sure it was only valid until the tour was over. It’s not like she was agreeing to never sleep with me again. And yeah, maybe we broke the rules, but just barely. We damn near made it to the end. I think that’s pretty admirable of us, considering I’ve been watching her come all over a rubber toy for weeks. If they knew all that shit, they’d probably give me a damn trophy. The strength that took was insane.
Tanner shrugs, fighting a smirk, and starts past us with Katie trailing behind him, avoiding Ellie like the plague.
The rest of the group comes to congratulate us. Liv and Pacey rush to Ellie, squealing like a bunch of teenagers, but then Liv glances at me, her eyes narrowing like I’ve never seen before. “If you hurt her, I will cut you,” she warns in a menacing voice.
I gape at her. I’ve never heard her speak to anyone likethat before. She’s always so sweet. I turn to Penn. “You just gonna let her threaten me?”
