by Lynda Chance
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At lunch the next day, Travis ate slowly and watched Selena pick at her food and blush every few seconds. She had acted differently at breakfast, also. Sneaking peaks at him and trembling slightly.
He knew she was thinking of the episode in the barn, and wondered what tomorrow would bring. Because of what had happened between them, he knew she wasn't dreading it. Far from it, she was with him a hundred percent.
"I'm sorry I couldn't take the time away from the ranch right now for us to go on a honeymoon, Selena."
She put her fork down. The idea of a honeymoon hadn't even occurred to her. "It's okay, Travis. I like it here."
"When things settle down, we'll drive to San Antonio and check into a hotel. I'll take you to the Riverwalk. You'll like that." His voice was deep.
She had no idea what the Riverwalk was. She didn't care. He could take her anywhere he wanted. "Yes, that sounds wonderful." Her eyes broke contact with his and she looked down at her plate.
Travis studied her. He wanted some time alone with her now. Alone and naked, or as near as naked as they could get until tomorrow. His mind supplied images of yesterday in the darkened barn. He wanted it again. Soon. It had taken every bit of his willpower to leave her in the bed this morning.
"Why don't you skip the dishes, and go throw on a bathing suit, and I'll take you up to the pond? It's hot enough today, and the water will feel good."
An arrow of excitement shot through Selena. He coached it as a question, but his words were an order. They were going to the pond, and she needed to go get ready. Now. She held his eyes. "Yes, okay."
He pushed back from his chair, and lifted her from hers. "Let's go."
Thirty minutes later, after a quick bath and change of clothes, Selena jumped up into the old farm truck beside Travis. It had an old-fashioned bench seat, and he put her in the middle, right next to him. His hand went to her thigh and held her there as he drove down the dirt farm road.
Selena watched the scenery go by with a heightened sense of anticipation curling through her tummy. "I thought we would ride the h-horse."
Travis briefly took his eyes off the road and glanced down at her. "Yeah, I thought of that." He paused and looked back at the road. "But let's just say I don't want to take any chances with you getting sore."
Selena registered the provocative meaning of his words and a barrage of images hit her brain. She put her hand on top of the one gently caressing her thigh, and touched him sensuously.
Lust slammed through Travis at the delicate touch of her hand, and he wondered how he was even able to keep driving. They were in the middle of nowhere, and he badly wanted to pull over and take her in his arms. He gritted his teeth and kept driving.
Five minutes later, they pulled into a shady copse of mesquite trees, overlooking a pond that sparkled as clear as glass. The floor was rocky, and Selena could see parts of the pond all the way to the bottom. A small flowing stream emptied into it.
Selena was enchanted. "It's beautiful," she said with awe in her voice.
Travis watched her, as she looked at the pond. "Yes, beautiful." His voice was almost hoarse.
Selena turned to him. He was speaking of her and not the pond. She lifted her hand to his face and turned in his arms. "You are beautiful, Travis." Her words were low, and after she said them, shyness consumed her. She couldn't hold his gaze and her eyes dropped from his.
Travis felt her magic all the way to his soul. At that moment, he knew he was roped and tied. Serenity engulfed him, and he lifted her hand and placed a kiss of approval and thanksgiving on her palm.
He turned her hand in his and tugged her from the truck.
A few minutes later, they were sitting on a blanket spread out in the shade, with a small ice chest full of drinks and snacks beside them.
"Let's go swimming." His voice was rough, but he was dying to find out which swimsuit she had on under her shorts and top. He had bought her three, in different styles. A one piece, a two-piece, and a string bikini so tiny his hands had literally shaken when he had clicked on the add to cart button.
He was wearing cut offs already, and pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. Selena glanced at the half naked man watching her and waiting. His hands were clenching and unclenching at his sides, his biceps bulging. Her insides trembled.
She moved to one side of the blanket and delicately turned her back to him. She toed the Converse off her feet, and lifted her blouse from her head.
Travis sucked in his breath when he saw the little red string tied behind her back.
Surely God couldn't be this good to him. What had he ever done in his godforsaken life that he now deserved this manna from heaven?
His guts clenched in need when she wriggled out of her shorts. He walked up behind her, put his hands on her shoulders, and turned her in his arms. She fit so perfectly, the top of her head coming a few inches below his chin. She was so tiny, and felt so good. His hands moved from her shoulders to her butt and squeezed.
She shivered in his arms.
"Baby, you are so fine. I don't know what the hell I did to deserve you, but I'm not going to argue." His voice was low and modulated. He tilted her face and kissed her softly on the lips, then pushed her a little away from him so he could see her in the string bikini. She was pure feminine curves and sweetness, and he looked his fill, his hands holding her in a possessive grip.
Selena gave him a shaky smile as arousal pulsed through her system. "I have some--something to tell y-you." Her words were hesitant.
Panic hit Travis. Shit. Last time she had something to tell him, it nearly killed him.
He didn't want anything to spoil this piece of heaven he was experiencing. He braced himself. "What is it?"
Selena's tongue darted out and she licked her lips and tried to speak. Modesty and shyness engulfed her. "I'm okay now."
Travis was expecting something bad, so he was a little slow on the uptake. But it didn't sound like anything was wrong. "Good, Angel. I'm glad."
Selena knew by his reaction that he didn't catch her drift. She tried again. "I know that I--that I t-told you Saturday, and it's only Friday, but--"
Her breath caught as his hands tightened on her.
Pure spirals of lust hit Travis from all sides. Jesus Christ, could this day get any better?
She continued her hesitant explanation. "I w-was afraid to tell you Fri--Friday, j-just in case--you k-know."
"Yeah, Angel, good thinking. I would have been fit to be tied, huh?" His hands stroked her arms in a continuous motion, up and down.
"S-so today, it is l-like a little honey--honeymoon, is it not?" The softly spoken suggestion went straight to his groin.
"Yeah, absolutely, and the swimming can wait." He lifted her chin and gave her a kiss filled with carnal demand. His tongue went deep and tangled with hers.
Selena stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, while he erotically assaulted her senses. He took her mouth with the full arrogance and assuredness of a man intent on mating.
He dropped to his knees, and brought her with him, their bodies aligned the whole time. "You look good in this swimsuit. You're amazingly hot. I knew you would be."
Selena moaned in his arms.
He wasn't through seducing her with his words. "I knew you were a woman from the moment I laid eyes on you. I wanted to sink into you then, and I've wanted you like that every second since. And now the waiting is over." His hands went to her back and he pulled the string that released her top. Her breasts spilled free, and he lifted the tiny triangles of material over her head and tossed them away.
Travis looked at the bounty in front of him. His forehead came to rest on hers as he took her breasts in his hands and pushed them up. He caressed them gently, and his mouth fell to her cleavage to pay homage. His hands shook, and he silently thanked whatever deity listened, for the release she had given him the day before.
He wouldn't have been able to make it two m
inutes without losing control. His blood pumped through his system, hard and fast.
Selena was drowning in a tide of desire. Her hands clung to him, holding his head to her chest as he licked and sucked at her nipples. Her hips squirmed against him.
She felt no fear, just an intense curiosity and an arousal so deep it had her shaking. She was so glad it was him. God, thank God, thank God, thank you God.
She wanted to be in his arms more than anything in the world, and it shocked her completely how fast she had fallen in love with him. She wanted him to love her back, but for now, a deep feminine instinct in her core told her this was enough. It might not be love, but the possession he blatantly felt for her was compelling, and highly satisfying to the feminine need she had.
Travis raised his head and ran his mouth over the silky skin of a smooth shoulder.
"I want you so much." His hands clenched into her buttocks. "I want to be in you, baby, now. I don't think I can wait."
His lips trailed over her collarbone and up her neck. Selena hung in his arms as need pulsed through her veins. His lips found and settled on her mouth, and his tongue plunged deep while his hands went to her hips and pushed the bottoms down and off.
She gasped and trembled in his arms.
He laid her down on the blanket and watched her while he opened his fly and took off his shorts.
Selena's breath caught and held as she saw his erection in full daylight for the first time. It pulsed between them, jutting forward, a testament to his need for her. Her lips parted but no words came out.
Travis's eyes narrowed on her. Her body was slender, amazingly slender. Her stomach was concave, and her breasts were small white mounds with pink nipples hardened by desire. He had seen countless naked women in his life, but none came close in comparison. She had no fault that he could see, her perfection magnified by the sun streaming through the leaves of the trees.
Travis turned and grabbed his shorts and dug into his pocket. Since the day she walked onto his ranch, he had carried protection with him, wherever he was. He pulled the small square out of his pocket and started to rip it open, to have it ready by his side.
She watched what he was doing, shock running through her. She knew it was a condom, but why, exactly? Weren't they sinful? She and Travis were married, there should be no need for birth control.
"Why--Why d-do we need that?" Her voice was soft, her legs moving with her agitation.
"I'll get you pregnant if we don't use one." His words were harsh.
"Maybe n-not."
"Maybe so." Did she want to risk pregnancy? Already the thought of sliding into her, totally naked, totally unprotected, was arousing him even more. God, he really wanted to take her virginity with nothing between them.
He studied her, the silky smoothness of her body waiting for him.
His voice was deep, questioning her. "Are you okay with no protection? You'll risk a baby?" A vision of her sitting in the living room, nursing his baby came to mind.
His shaft pulsed between them.
She answered in a quiet voice. " Si. I am your wife, am I not?"
Travis abandoned the idea of contraception and dropped down beside her. "Yeah, you're my wife."
She had had her chance. An elemental satisfaction ran through him, piercing his brain, piercing his body. If she wanted to tie herself to him for life, he damn sure wasn't going to argue with her.
He was finished talking.
He wrapped her in his arms, and lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was hot, carnal, making them both moan with need. Their tongues tangled, their hips aligning and pushing together. His fingers sunk into her hair and held her to him, immobilized.
He lifted his mouth and brought his hand down between her legs, opening her folds and finding the bud at the top of her sex. He pressed against her and watched her shimmer in his arms.
The tutorial he had given her the day before had prepared her for what was going to happen.
"I want to go slow, but I can't." His voice was a growl as he watched her legs part for him.
She panted, her breathing erratic. "No. Not slow."
Selena reached down between them and put her hand on his erection, the move he had loved so much the day before. He jerked away from her.
"No. I'll come too fast. I want to come inside you."
She closed her eyes as intense feelings washed through her body. She stiffened slightly when his finger slid down and found her small, wet opening. She felt her body raining all over his fingers, but she was on fire and couldn't be embarrassed.
Her hips lifted, asking for his penetration.
He slowly slipped his finger inside of her. She tightened around him and her breath caught at this new sensation.
Travis tried to be careful. The need to be gentle and a basic male curiosity had him going slow. He hadn't penetrated very deeply when he came to the membrane that guarded her virginity. It was strong and taut. He thought the tiny opening was too small to put his finger inside. She was so tiny; his hands were not.
"Angel, I'm touching your virginity." His hand shook as he spoke; his words deep and low. "I'm holding it in my hands." He bent his head and kissed her forehead in benediction.
Selena was shimmering with a need that had her raising her hips toward him. " Si, si. Please, Travis."
Travis hesitated only briefly. He took his finger from her and pushed his torso over hers, spreading her legs wide. He captured her wrists in his hands and lifted them over her head, and held them there with one of his strong hands.
Her eyes flew wide. She stared up at him, shocked to find herself held captive.
Twin feelings of trepidation and excitement arrowed through her. The look on his face was intent, the skin stretched tight over his features, his nostrils flaring as he sucked oxygen in and out of his lungs.
Travis was fighting the primeval urge to seize her and ram into her. Now was the ultimate time to be gentle, and all he could think about was busting through her virginity and claiming it as his.
He hung over her and fought the feeling, fought it hard.
Travis closed his eyes and took her lips softly. He felt her hesitant response, and he let go of the wrists he had captured. He held himself over her with one strong arm, while he slid his other hand unerringly down her side, past her waist, and landed on the treasure between her thighs. He put his finger on her bud and pressed lightly, rotated it around until she was moaning again and moving against him.
Her arms fell around his shoulders as they continued to kiss. She pushed her pelvis into him, and she was wet fire between her thighs.
It was time.
Travis moved his finger from her and positioned himself at her wet, slick opening.
He held himself there and looked at her face. She was so beautiful, he couldn't believe she was his.
"Selena, open your eyes for me." The words whispered over her consciousness.
Her eyes slowly opened to find him staring down at her. He pushed the broad head of his penis inside her and watched her while he did it. He continued to slowly push in and Selena's eyes widened as she felt herself being stretched wide.
He saw the moment she began to panic, and he reached down between them and started rubbing her sweet spot again. "It's okay, baby. I've got you." His head dropped to her breast, and he took a pink nipple into his mouth and started sucking on her, deeply.
Her silky passage became slicker, and she pushed against him slightly.
He butted against her hymen. He couldn't penetrate any farther without taking her completely. He fought for control, and tried to remember he could only take her virginity once.
He slid back out, almost completely. He lifted his head and her eyes searched his.
He slid back in and her breath caught and she wriggled beneath him.
He repeated the movement several times until he thought he would die if he couldn't push all the way in. His hand manipulated her clitoris and she began bucking against him.
Her body clenched beneath his, and he knew she was about to come. He tightened his butt and with one smooth thrust forward, impaled her completely.
Her fingers clawed at his back, and she clutched him to her as her climax took hold. Waves upon waves of intense pleasure pulsed from her body. She felt no pain.
He sank all the way into her, and momentarily stilled while ferocious satisfaction swept through his whole body. He pushed in harder as he felt her orgasm take her.
He pulled out, and pushed back in, delicious tension taking hold of him as her internal muscles gripped him. She was so tight, so hot, so silky, so wet. He gritted his teeth as his body took over, pushing at her, pulling from her in a primal rhythm.
He shoved his hands under her butt and tilted her toward him, allowing for an even deeper penetration.
He lost it completely and hammered at her.
Selena felt it the moment his body separated from his brain, and knew he wasn't in control anymore. Her orgasm had faded, and now she hung in his grasp, and tried to endure. He wasn't hurting her, but she was completely stretched, and the pressure was enormous. She wrapped her arms around him as far as she could and reached out with her tongue to kiss the male nipple in front of her.
When she did, he went wild and bucked against her, growled deeply from his chest and spilled his seed inside her.
Travis moved his hands from her butt and dropped onto his elbows so he wouldn't crush her. The most intense orgasm of his life was slowly fading, and a primal feeling of possession fueled his blood.
He reached down and lazily kissed her lips, twining his fingers through her hair and holding her face captive. He raised his head and studied the large violet eyes looking back at him. "Now you're my wife."
She gave him a shaky little smile. "Yes."