by J L Taft
“Go upstairs and I’ll be right there.”
She turned and headed back the way she had come but he couldn’t move his feet or his gaze until she was out of sight.
Adjusting his rock-hard cock in his jeans, he tossed the food in the fridge and took the stairs two at a time after her.
Jessie had hardly made it to her bed before she heard Travis coming behind her. His big frame filled the doorway and he was already pulling his shirt over his head. Oh yes.
He moved slowly and deliberately as he met her at the foot of the bed. Reaching down, he held up the little box with the butt plug still in it.
“What do you think about trying this?”
She smirked up at him. “I’d like to but I was hoping that you would help me with it.”
“I think I could be persuaded,” he said, tilting his hips to grind against her. He was hard and pushing against his jeans.
Inspiration struck her and she got down on her knees in front of him. She sucked in a breath as her movement pulled the chains of her necklace tight on her nipples.
“Put your hands behind your head.”
Cocking an eyebrow up, he said, “Bossy today, aren’t we?” but he did as she asked, lacing his fingers together behind his head.
“I think the boss has the right to be bossy every now and then, don’t you?” He looked even taller from her spot on the floor.
Her hands were steady as she reached for his zipper, shifting it down carefully over his bulge. Popping the button, she shoved her fingers in the waistband of his boxers, working around to his ass and pushing them down a few inches.
His big, stiff cock sprang free, catching her in the cheek. He groaned and his body tensed. She took a moment to study him from her view on the floor. He was taller, broader and his appetizing member was twitching mere inches from her mouth.
She raised her gaze to look at his face. His eyes were hooded and his arms corded with tight muscles. Flicking her tongue out, she caught the drop of moisture that had leaked out. There was no way she was going to be able to fit all of him in her mouth, so she started with her tongue. Licking and lapping up and down his length, circling around to get the sensitive underside.
Her hand came up to cup his balls just as her lips closed over the head. He groaned and his hips bucked forward, sliding him deeper into her mouth.
“Oh fuck, yeah, baby.” He rocked harder into her and she moaned her approval around the mouthful. His skin was silky smooth and she loved the feel of him rubbing back and forth on her tongue.
She sucked hard and before she knew it he was pulling free of her mouth and lifting her to her feet. “That’s quite a method of persuasion you have.”
He bent her over the end of her bed so she was braced on her arms and her ass was high in the air, level with his face when he knelt behind her. She was wet and ready for him and wiggled her rear to lure him in closer.
His hand came down hard on her ass, catching her off guard, and she squeaked out a moan.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help it. You have a great ass.”
Looking at him over her shoulder, she asked, “Are you really sorry? I think I’d rather you didn’t do that unless you mean it.”
“Hold still. You have never used one of these before?”
She flipped her hair out of the way so she could see him. He held up the butt plug. “No, I haven’t.”
Giving her a devilish grin, he smacked her ass again, playfully but with enough force to leave her pink. Lowering her thong, he helped her step out of it. Then she felt his face between her cheeks as he spread them with his hands and licked her puckered hole. It was intense and she could swear that she felt every stiff hair that covered his jaw.
Too soon he was flipping her over to her back, lifting and spreading her legs. He spread some cool, smooth lube on her and slowly began to work the plug in. Her fingers dug into the sheets as the toy thickened, spreading her. It got wider and wider and just when she thought she could take no more the pressure released and she felt her body close around the end, locking it in place.
“That looks amazing.” His voice was filled with wonder as he stared down at her, his fingers massaging her thighs. Relaxing, she got used to the new sensation of being filled there. The quick hint of pain was gone and she felt incredibly full back there but her pussy was dripping with want.
Travis lowered her legs to the floor and stood, pulling her up with him. It was strange to have the full feeling intensify as her feet hit the floor. Travis hooked his fingers in the straps at her shoulders and let go, watching the material slide down her arms and to the floor at her feet.
Her nipples had been hard and confined for the last hour and she could feel every wisp of air that blew her way and, what was more, he knew it. Cupping her breasts, he let them slide through his fingers and fall, the chains pulling tight.
She moaned and swayed toward him, not sure how much longer her shaky legs would hold her. He caught her up around the waist and laid her back on the bed, his lips coming down hard on hers. Jessie was aware only of him, the feel of his skin under her fingers, his weight on her throbbing nipples.
Travis kissed his way down her body, pausing only briefly to flick her nipples before continuing his descent. Reaching her swelling folds, he buried his mouth against her, eating her like a starving man. It was too much and she felt the quickening of her body, her back bowing and her legs clamping on his head as she came.
He groaned his approval as she ground against him, then finally relaxing, her body going limp on the bed as his tongue still worked her.
Standing up, he swiftly kicked off his jeans and slid a condom on. Then he lay next to her, pulling her on top to straddle his hips. Sitting up, she braced her hands on his chest and lifted her body, offering him entrance.
Gripping her sides tightly, he impaled her on his rigid cock, sliding into her yielding body. She felt the tightness of her muscles, slowly easing to accommodate both Travis and the heavy little plug that was still lodged firmly in her ass.
“You’re so tight, baby, stay still a minute.”
“Not sure if I can, Travis!”
He gave a quick bark of laughter and smacked her rear. “Try.”
She sat up and balanced her body on her bent legs, taking the weight off her arms. Grabbing her wrists, he held both of them behind her back with one hand while he played with her breasts with the other. They were so sensitive and having her arms back thrust them forward into his hand eagerly. The necklace swung between them. Each movement of his hand had the little silver rings tightening on her hard nipples.
Releasing one nipple from the tight little ring, he immediately closed his warm mouth over it. The sudden rush of sensation had her back bowing and he thrust once, hard, within her, effectively tossing her over the edge without mercy. She wanted to buck her hips in time with the waves of ecstasy but he held her firmly and all she could do was take it.
Before the last tremor had faded he released the other breast and moved his attention to it. The tremors started anew, harder and deeper this time. He moved back and forth between her oversensitized nipples, nipping and sucking them deep into his mouth.
Still filled in both places, Jessie felt his hard cock swell bigger, stretching her tightened muscles back out. He felt as if he were made for her, touching all the right places to keep her in a constant state of need.
Letting go of her hands, he cupped both of her tits and pressed them together, close enough that he could suck both hard peaks into his mouth at the same time. She couldn’t take it anymore and lifted her body only to slam back down on him.
Using the force of her bounce, she dropped back down again, his mouth pulling free of her nipples and his hips thrusting up to meet hers at the same time.
Travis growled as he tangled his fingers in her hair and used it to tug her down to his lips, kissing her passionately. Then he suddenly rolled her onto her back and plummeted into her willing body. She met him lunge for lunge, her breasts bobbing with each pus
h. Their moans and murmurs of praise mingled together, gaining force as they rocked her bed, the joints protesting under their assault upon it.
Jessie came first, screaming her pleasure and his name out. Her body shattered, exploding hard and fast. Travis followed at the initial clenching of her sheath around him. Reaching behind her, he gently pulled the plug from her ass and she felt a new set of shock waves take over.
Gradually they subsided and Travis collapsed heavily on top of her. Wrapping her legs around his back, holding him in place when he tried to move, she wasn’t ready to let him go.
Too soon he rolled off her and disposed of the condom before helping her to her feet. “Let’s go and take a shower. You know how I like your big shower.” He grinned at her and she trailed along behind him to the bathroom.
He adjusted the water and she stepped under the spray. She let Travis rub soap into her tired muscles and then he washed her hair. They knew each other well now and he handed her the soap so she could wash him, all without a word.
She lingered over the muscles in his arms and back. She couldn’t help repeatedly running her fingers over them and drawing moans from his parted lips.
Too soon he stopped her, shutting the water off before helping her out. He continued his efforts by drying her from top to bottom, taking special care with her hair. She was feeling very pampered by the time they got to her bed.
Laying her down, he asked, “Where do you keep your scarves?”
She was pretty sure what he had in mind and her belly quivered at the thought, sending wetness between her legs. “In the top drawer of my dresser.”
She watched in fascination as he retrieved the scarves and knelt on the bed between her legs, forcing her to open them wider.
Hovering over her, he asked quietly, “Can I tie you up?”
She couldn’t force her voice past her closed throat so she just nodded her assent. Giving her a devilish grin, he leaned down and kissed her hard, sweeping his tongue in her mouth and stealing her breath.
Taking one wrist, he tied it to one corner of her bed, stretching her arm out and then sliding her body down so it stayed tight. He continued to the other arm and tied it to match. She expected him to move to her legs but he used the last scarf to cover her eyes.
All at once her other senses were heightened. She could still feel him between her legs, even though he wasn’t touching her.
“I’ve dreamed about having you this way, Jessie.” His face was closer than she realized and instinctively she moved her head his way. His lips nibbled her jaw, going away from her mouth instead of toward it.
He moved down her neck to her collarbone and then shoulder. He left a trail of warm wetness with his mouth across her body. She shivered as he blew a line of air over her skin. Licking and nipping, he moved to the valley between her breasts, down and around, leaving her nipples tight and wanting.
He circled one heaving breast, getting closer and closer to the straining peak, and when his mouth finally closed over it firmly, she rose off the bed to get closer to him. It was warm and wet and he knew just the right pressure to bite down with his teeth to send shocks from her nipple to down between her legs.
He moved to the other side, back and forth between them until she was squirming under him, tilting her hips up, seeking him. But he wasn’t in a hurry and took his time, open-mouth kissing and lapping at her stomach then dipping into her navel.
He continued down, skipping the whole area between her legs, going to her thighs and lavishing attention there, then lifting her legs so he could get underneath with his talented mouth. Time ceased to exist for her and all she could focus on was the sensations he caused.
Her ears picked up on every sound, him shifting on the bed, the little noises that came from him as he moved slowly but surely to her wet and waiting pussy. Her body tensed and her hips rose, poised and waiting for his lips to connect.
Finally his open mouth closed over her and a long moan was pulled from her lips. He locked his lips around her folds and held himself there as she shamelessly ground against his face. The pressure built quickly and suddenly she was toppling off the edge, her body convulsing and her hips undulating.
He released her as her body slowly lowered back to the bed but he didn’t move away completely. She could still feel his heat. Lightly he slapped her swollen clit with his hand and her body convulsed again. He was so close she could feel the stubble on his chin and the warmth of his breath on her quivering thighs.
Relaxing into the bed, her legs coming down around him, her foot found his hard cock and she brushed back and forth against it as he groaned. He licked his way back to her swollen folds, murmuring his approval of her taste.
He was relentless with his tongue, leaving no fold or line of her unlearned and when she felt the sensations fill her up, about to spill over, he stopped.
Groaning, she cried, “Travis!”
“Not yet, baby, I’m going to be inside you when you come again.”
He moved back up her body, his chest brushing against her still-tight nipples. When he kissed her she could taste herself on his lips. His mouth left hers to bite and pull the scarf off her eyes.
“Look at me, Jessie.” She blinked a couple times to focus her eyes and took him in. He was braced on his arms over her and slowly he lowered his body to hers, never breaking eye contact. She struggled against her bonds, wanting to touch him and bring him as much pleasure as she was feeling, but the scarves held her tight. He quickly opened the condom wrapper and rolled it on.
“Wrap your legs around me.” She did what he told her to and hooked her legs on his hips. With one strong, smooth stroke he buried his big cock to the hilt inside her. Her body opened to him, her legs going wider and her arms pulled hard.
He pulled back and slowly built a rhythm, long, deep strokes that carried her higher. The sensation of him filling her was too much and her eyes closed. He immediately stopped his movements.
“Don’t close your eyes.” She could do no more than nod and hold her eyes open as he resumed his strokes. Faster and faster until he was riding her hard and swift, noises of their coupling filling the room. Her bed rocked under them, the legs screeching on the hardwood floor.
Their voices mingled, Jessie sobbing out her pleasure and Travis’ groans low and deep. They reached the crest together, a long scream ripping from her throat as he spilled within her, her body squeezing him tight, over and over.
He collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing hard. After a while he leaned up and grinned down at her and she felt her belly erupt in butterflies and her heart swell. Smiling back at him, she knew that this too was now over.
Travis untied her arms and gently rubbed her wrists. Jessie curled on her side and closed her eyes. Travis was still for a minute and then wrapped his arms around her, his front against her back.
She briefly considered just telling him that she loved him but she wanted him to stay on his own, not because she had asked him to.
Jessie woke up alone and threw her clothes on, praying that Travis hadn’t gone already.
Racing down the stairs, she came to a screeching halt when she saw him standing in front of the windows. He was dressed and his duffel was at his feet.
He turned when he heard her come in.
“Morning, Jessie girl,” he said, but his voice was off and she couldn’t place what it meant.
“Morning. I thought you had already gone.”
“I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye.”
He hesitated and then came to pull her into his arms. Jessie was trying desperately not to cry.
He kissed her forehead and then pulled away.
“You’ll call me if you need anything?” he asked, both of them knowing that she wouldn’t.
She nodded once and he grabbed his duffel and was gone.
Chapter Thirteen
Travis went back to the office the day after he left Jessie’s. He hadn’t slept much and it showed.
Ian t
ook one look at him and sent him packing. Told him to take a few more days to get it together. It pissed him off.
He stood outside and for the first time in a long time he took a good look around. They had a nice spot on the main street of a little town. The trees were green and the sky was a brilliant blue.
He thought of his mother and his sisters and what they might be doing right now. He was sure that Mom had lemonade in the fridge, cookies in the jar and his sisters were running around the house fighting about clothing.
He took off in the direction of his truck and jumped in.
Jessie was alone but not by choice. She missed her parents and he suddenly realized that he had no idea what it was like to be an only child. His family had never made him feel like he was an outsider.
He cranked the engine and as it roared to life he suddenly knew exactly where he was going. For the first time in five years he was going home.
His mother welcomed him with open arms, almost as if he had never been gone. She served him lemonade on the back porch while they talked.
He was surprised to learn that none of his sisters were home. The two oldest, Kate and Tara, were working to pay for school on their summer breaks from college. It was taking them longer to finish than expected when they could only take the classes they could afford.
As he looked at his mother it all sank in. She was older and more fragile. The years of raising five kids had taken their toll.
He could have eased a lot of her worry if he had given them the money. But his pride had gotten in the way.
“How’s Dad doing?” he asked.
“Oh, he’s fine. He picked up a few house painting jobs from those city folk who are moving up here.”
“I thought he was retired?”
“He is. Has been. But we do have children to put through college.”
They had never said a word to him that they were struggling. Not that he had given them the opportunity.
“So, tell me, son. Why is it that you have come back to me after all this time?”
Travis couldn’t help but smile. She may look older, her hair grayer, but she didn’t miss a thing.