His assault on my body is relentless. I believe he’s encouraged by my physical response to the way he’s eating me out, because every caress that causes me to jerk and moan louder, he repeats until I’m crying out.
The invasive onslaught of his tongue and lips against my clit finally send me tumbling over the edge. The most satisfying orgasm I’ve had in months rips through me.
My scream rents through the air.
I’m not conscious of the way my hands drop from the window, one falling onto the back of Travis’ head. My fingers tighten into the curly strands of his sandy brown hair.
“Fuck,” Travis says as he rises to his full height, panting almost as much as I am. “You taste even better than I predicted.”
I don’t get a chance to respond when he scoops me up into his arms and carries me to the bedroom.
“But now I have to show you what happens when you fail to follow my directions.”
Travis is determinedto make me apologize for dropping my hands from that damn window.
“Shit!” I curse when he digs his fingers into my hips and drills into me from behind.
One of his hands presses against the back of my head, trapping me against the bed while he has my ass high in the air, his thick dick digging into my pussy like he’s trying to imprint his name on it.
Truly face-down-ass-up style.
“Ask me, Alyssia. Beg me for it.” He pumps into me again.
My brain scrambles. Words become unintelligible, and the only sounds I can make out are the sopping wet sounds of our bodies coming together as he pounds into me.
“I … fuuuck!” I curse when he hits my G-spot again. My body becomes engulfed in a convulsion so deep that my spine damn near caves in.
“I can’t hear you.” He purposefully punches his hips into me with each word.
I tighten my eyelids and attempt to use my hands to push my body up, but Travis is quicker.
Before I know what’s happening, both of his freakishly strong hands fold around my wrists and bring my arms around to my back, keeping them there.
Not once while he’s doing this do his hips break from their rhythm in and out of my channel. His movements have the entire bed rocking, my breasts swaying, sending tingles to my hardened nipples as they brush against the bedsheets.
I’m on the edge and I know I won’t be able to take much more of this.
“All you have to do is ask,” he taunts.
Refusing to give in to his taunting, I tighten my lips to keep the question from breaking free.
He wants me to plead for him to make me come, for a third time tonight, mind you. I won’t do it.
I don’t beg.
“Okay,” he grunts out.
At the sound of that, alarm should have me second-guessing my decision not to surrender.
But I’m a glutton for punishment.
Or a good dicking down.
The next thing I know, Travis hooks his arm underneath one of my knees and moves it until the bottom of my foot presses against the bed. Now he has me split open with one knee down and the other in a figure four position.
I scream out when he sinks inside of me deeper than I thought possible.
He’s determined to give me a heart attack.
