“Watch me while I make you come, baby,” is the last thing he says before dropping to his knees to worship my pussy with his mouth.
“Shit,” I grunt out while dropping my head to the pillow beneath me.
“Keep watching or I’ll stop,” he says, making me cry out when he separates his mouth from my pussy.
I tighten my hands into fists in the blanket beneath my hand and nod, agreeing to anything he asks right now.
I almost break my promise when he starts eating me out again, but I continue watching the both of us in the mirror. Travis, still in his tuxedo pants and shoes, topless, on his knees, his head bobbing between my legs. Me, completely naked save for the shoes and pantyhose that are pulled down to my ankles.
But it’s the look in my eyes that holds my attention. The fire in my eyes matches the color of the dress I wore tonight.
Travis’ favorite color.
“Oh, shit. I’m coming!” I yell out. The words barely make it past my lips before flames of sensation lick up my spine, overtaking my entire body.
Travis doesn’t stop throughout my first orgasm. Not that he ever does. He’s nothing if not thorough.
“Fuck,” he grunts as he rises from the floor, stripping out of his pants before removing my shoes and panties.
“Watch us, Alyssia,” he orders again while taking both of my wrists in one of his hands.
He raises my arms over my head, stretching my body out, but it’s not uncomfortable thanks to the pillows supporting my extra weight.
“I love you so fucking much,” he says while sinking his full length inside of me. Even with the added slickness from my less than five-minute old orgasm, Travis is a lot to take. With his free arm he hooks my knee over his elbow, spreading my legs farther apart and allowing him to go deeper.
We both curse and groan out.
Every time I think it can’t get any better with him, it always does.
I tighten my leg around his hips as Travis pumps into me with a strength that makes my entire body convulse. It doesn’t take long for another orgasm to build up in my core.
“Are you about to come, baby?”
I nod.
“I can’t hear you.”
“I’m g-gonna come,” I pant out.
“Then come for me. Squeeze my cock, baby. Come for me.”
And I do.
I come apart and an array of color explodes behind my eyelids. My orgasm must set him off because Travis moves his arms underneath my shoulders, pulling me up until our front bodies touch.
He kisses me with a passion only he is capable of, at the same time he releases inside of me. Travis buries his head into the crook of my neck and comes so hard that his entire body trembles.
For a long time, the only sound in the room is that of us fighting to catch our breaths.
Minutes later, we’re still struggling as we lay face to face in the bed. Travis brings my palm to his chest. The rapidity of his heartbeat astounds me.
He chuckles. “Even at a hundred and fifty miles an hour my heart doesn’t beat this damn fast.” He leans in, kissing me. “Only for you, Alyssia.”
Me too.I think but just like those three special words, I don’t say it out loud.
CHAPTER 42
Travis
