by Mel Blue
“Is that why you’re here then? Do you prefer anonymity and swiftness all the time when you take a lover?”
“You want the truth?”
“Of course.”
“My younger brother met his wife at one of these events. They just got married a couple days ago. I’ve visited them on occasion and came to New Orleans for their wedding. This isn’t the first time he’s suggested I come here. He and I are a lot alike. So he figured I’d find my match here.” He regarded her with a curious concern. “I’ve gotten at least two invites within the past year, but this is the first time I’ve been. The truth is that I don’t want to break hearts in the process. I like adventure. I like to travel the world. Most of the women I’ve been with have problems with that. They want commitment. They want me home and in bed every single night. If I leave on a business trip for more than two days, they accuse me of doing everything else besides conducting my business. All of that gets stressful when you have things to tend to. I understand where most of them are coming from with their gripe, but in the end nothing has worked out. You see where this is going…”
“Yes, but…”
He smiled. “Of course, there’s always a but.”
“Maybe you need to look harder for the right woman,” she offered. “And who says you can’t turn a business trip into one of pleasure. Have you ever thought about inviting your girlfriends along on your trips?”
Travis pressed his lips together. “Good idea.”
“What would your girlfriend be thinking now anyway?”
He grinned. “Is that your way of asking me on the sly if I have a significant other?”
“Well…?”
“I’m not unfaithful, Kris. Does that answer your question?”
“As a matter of fact, that answers more than one question.”
“When you first saw me in the ballroom, why did you stop so long to look at me?”
Because I recognized you…
That would have been the obvious answer, but instead she said, “Because you’re extremely good looking and you were occupied. Among other things.”
“Occupied?”
“Two women seems a bit occupied to me. Certainly you weren’t wanting a third?”
He chuckled. “And what about these other things?
“They’re not that important at the moment.”
“Fair enough. We have all night to continue this clue trading game.”
What if she just came right out and told him that she was the Kristina Delacourt who cost him major bankrolls less than two years ago? Would it even matter? No matter how cordial and respectful he was when she told him she’d not always been this trim in size, Kristina knew Travis Brenden would have never given her the time of day back then. He had women lined up to date him back then. It was probably no different now. Tomorrow she’d be on a plane to her destination which was hundreds of miles from this place. She’d be less than a shadow in his memory. That’s the way she preferred it anyway.
In her past, she carried more than just the heavy burden of her weight. In an industry and company where men prevailed in positions of power, she was constantly proving herself by going above and beyond her working duties.
Her workaholic nature and drive to expand her book of business just like her male counterparts had put a damper on her spirits. Too bad it had taken her over a year to find out why she’d become so depressed. The depression had been her own doing. Lucky for her, she had come to her senses before it was too late. She’d turned her life around and discovered a better Kristina Delacourt in the process.
She had to admit that she wanted to experience a night of sexual liaisons with no strings attached. Normally, she’d feel obligated to date a guy before opening up to him about going to the next level.
By coming here tonight, she had hoped to experience the thrill of a one night sexual tryst without all the formalities and fluff. The type of fluff that softened her heart years ago. The type of fluff that led to betrayals, lies, and infidelities. Kristina wanted the opposite of all the fluff.
The way Travis brought her to climax so effortlessly upon first introductions told her that he was no amateur when it came to pleasing women. But did Travis really plan to let her skate over the formalities that she hoped to avoid?
“Don’t tell me you want to stop our game?” he asked, shattering her thoughts. “You look worried. Was it something I said?”
“No.” She took his hand in an attempt to reassure him. “I was just thinking about what you did to me. I’d like to continue.”
“So would I.”
The water sloshed a bit against the sides of the hot tub as Travis lifted himself and adjusted his weight so that he was leaning into her. He bent his head and kissed the outline of her collarbone. She lifted her chin to allow easier access and her fingers gripped his back and shoulders.
“What I wouldn’t give to see your beautiful body laid out before me? I’d play you all night long…like an instrument. I’d used my fingers and tongue…anything to hear you moan my name now that you know it. I remember how warm and tight you felt around my fingers.” He demonstrating, sliding his fingers around the barrier of her bottoms and against her slit. “I want you throbbing just like that around my cock.”
Kristina reminisced briefly on the way his thickness had filled her mouth completely. Each time she’d stroked his shaft, the cockhead had pulsed against her tongue in excitement. She imagined him pumping and thrusting inside of her just as he’d done in the massage room. He had the equipment she needed to satisfy her needs. There was no doubt about that.
Travis moved upward until he was eye level with her. His eyes were a sea of deep blue lust. A sea she wanted to get lost in.
“I’m ready to play again,” he said. “Surrender your body to me. Completely. Hold nothing back. Hide nothing. Would you do that, Kris?”
Kristina’s gaze dropped to his sexy mouth. She parted her lips and it seemed that was all the invite he needed. The kiss consumed her, obliterating all her meandering thoughts.
Suddenly she was being lifted out of the water and onto the side of the hot tub. The warmth left her when they parted, but only momentarily. He stepped between her thighs with his chest pressing against her breasts and his arms enveloping her.
“You’re beautiful just the way you are. Inside and out.” He stepped back from the embrace to view her. “If you can only see what I see. When was the last time you really saw yourself, Kris?”
“I’m not the type of woman to parade in front of a mirror all day, Travis.”
“You should.” He lifted both feet out of the water and began to kiss both ankles. “I will appreciate your body. You will surrender tonight, won’t you?”
Her breath caught in her throat as his lips moved higher up her leg. His cheeks and mouth stroked the inside of her thighs. He peeled the seat of her panties aside to expose her.
“Cat has got your tongue now, hasn’t it?” His wicked tongue sliced through her creamy slit and then his lips finally latched onto her clit.
Kristina cried out his name, not able to contain herself. “…please…”
“Please, you will…or please, you won’t?” His tongue left her, gliding against her mound and finally resting on her belly. He traced the outer area of her belly button.
“Please…I might.”
“How many licks…” He worked his way up, taking her pebbled nipples between his teeth. He alternated between playful bites and soft licks to both breasts. “…will it take to get a yes, please?”
“Travis…” she moaned.
He growled against her cleavage. “Mmmm, I love the sound of my name on your lips, Temptress.”
Two fingers slipped into her pussy. She arched her spine and rested back on her palms.
“Jesus…” he panted, working her with his fingers. “Do you know how delicious you look right now?”
Kristina caught his gaze and noticed that his irises swirled with avid lust as he played her like a g
uitar and watched her reactions. The light from the candles cast darkened shadows against the walls and around them, but in the dimly lit room the one thing that prevailed was his iced aqua stare. She was forever lost in his gaze.
Her legs began to quiver and his fingers drove deeper. The rhythm was slow and maddening, but the sensations kept taking her higher and higher into the clouds. Suddenly, he touched something deep within her…a part of her that no man had stumbled across before. Her G-spot. A series of convulsions took her body as she rode the waves of a deep climax. He conducted until she was spent and only then did he pause his orchestration.
“I want to see you in the light,” Travis said, hastily.
He exited the hot tub and she followed suit, swinging her legs across to the edge. Before her feet hit the floor, he scooped her up. Her legs were jelly by now, so she felt grateful as he crossed the other side of her room to the bed. He set her down, naked and wet, on the covers and pulled the seven foot mirror directly in front of her.
Kristina had no choice but to look and she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She looked like a wanton women completely revealed to her demanding lover. There was nothing left to the imagination. It was her against the image of herself in the mirror. How many times per day did she pass by full-body mirrors in her home or throughout the day at work on bathroom breaks and fail to really appraise herself?
She tore her gaze away from the mirror and slowly lifted it until she made eye contact with Travis.
A crooked, devilish grin formed on his lips. “I’m going to learn every inch of your gorgeous body and then when I’m done, I’m going to bury myself deep inside of you. Like you said before, we’ve got all night. I plan to take my time.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Travis approached Kris, noting the innocent alarm in her eyes. Something about this look turned him on. There were two sides to the brazen beauty sitting on the bed and she’d revealed both sides to him.
Careful and guarded.
Temptress.
Her heated stare dropped to his cock and then back up to his face. She bit the left corner of her bottom lip and her nose flared slightly.
“Your panties…take them off.”
She moved slowly, bending down to push the wet piece of lace down her legs.
He licked his lips. “Ah, now that’s perfect. Look at yourself, Kris. You can’t tell me that your body is not perfection.”
Travis wanted to be patient with her now that he knew she had reservations about her image. He gave her a moment and soon she lifted her gaze to the mirror. Shit, she was beautiful. Why could she think otherwise? Who would have led her to believe she was not?
“You’ve worked hard, Kris,” he said. “Stand up for me. I want to see all of you.”
Once she was standing, he stood behind and pressed his excited cock against her ass. “You have a tight ass…made just right for me. There is no mistaking these womanly curves.” He spread his fingers over her hips. “This is what real beauty looks and feels like.” Burying his nose against the curve of her neck, he breathed in the scent of lavender on her skin from the bath. “Tell me the reason why you want to hide this body from me.”
“I…I haven’t been with a man in a long time.”
The head of his cock swelled against her and his balls tightened. Her admission turned him on instantly. She was like a perfect present. A gift to be unwrapped and cherished. “What’s a long time?” he whispered against her throat.
“What does it matter?”
“I’m just curious.”
“Less than two months from now will mark the two year anniversary since I swore to celibacy,” she said. “Is that enough of a clue for you?”
He pushed his palms up along her sides before finally coming to rest under her voluptuous breasts. “We both know you won’t make that date now, Kris. It’s why you’re here. Isn’t that right?”
Kris nodded. “I don’t have time for games that men play these days. When I got the invite, I figured I could meet someone for something discreet.”
“Then this event was perfect for you…?”
Her breath hitched when he rolled her nipples gently between his fingers. “I believe so.”
He slid his lips across her pulsing vein. “You’re not a yes-woman all the time, are you?”
“Not really.”
“Good thing we both love a challenge, Temptress. But you do want this, don’t you?”
“I…”
“I can read your body well,” he told her. “You’re so tempting to touch, I don’t even think you were capable of keeping your fingers off of yourself. What have you been doing for pleasure for almost two years?”
“I do what it takes,” she mumbled.
“And what is that?”
She moaned when he stroked her neck with the flat side of his tongue, tasting her sweet skin. “I think you know.”
“Your fingers?” He picked up her hand and wrapped his lips around her pointer and middle finger.
“That too,” she whispered.
Travis licked her digits. “What else?”
“My vibrator.”
His core grew warm and excitement raced through him. He could only imagine how hot and tempting she looked while playing with herself. What he wouldn’t give to see that. He leveled his gaze with hers in the mirror.
“I want to be with a man, but not just any man. I’ve managed without one for a long time.”
His fingers found their way down her belly, past her smooth mound, and between her wet lips. “Did you shave yourself before you came here? Did you do that in anticipation of this?”
“It’s called sugaring. I get it done every three weeks, so it wasn’t in anticipation of anything…so to speak.”
“You put sugar on yourself too? It’s one of the reasons why you’re so sweet, isn’t it?”
“Could be.”
“I want you to keep looking in the mirror so this image stays with you like I know it will stay with me,” he said.
No space separated them. He clung to her, chest to back. Skin to skin. His hand covered her most intimate regions. There was no way he would forget this night—or her body.
Travis dipped his fingers into her velvet heat and she clenched around him. “How often do you pleasure yourself, Kris? I would guess the answer is more than every three weeks.”
“As often as I need to come…”
“You need to come right now, don’t you?”
“Y—”
Her body quaked as he rolled her bud of pleasure around between his fingers. It was hard and swollen too, just like her nipples. He would satisfy his sugar cravings again…and soon.
“You don’t like the Y word, do you?”
“I use it very carefully, that’s all.”
His attention fell on the pile of luggage sitting atop the bench at the foot of the bed. “Your toys…and the things you use to satisfy your needs, did you bring them with you?”
He felt her body tense and it seemed that her temperature rose against him. It turned him on even more that he caused her to blush with arousal.
“I did.”
Travis walked around in front and led her to sit on the bed with her legs dangling over the edge. He sat down the cushioned bench directly in front of her and led her foot onto the covers. He nodded to the smaller bag. “This one?”
Kris’s bedroom eyes swept from him to the bag and then back again. She visibly swallowed and nodded.
With hands posed over the zipper, he inquired, “May I?”
“Go ahead,” she whispered.
It didn’t take him long to find a small pink box with discreet labeling. “Do something for me.” He lifted a miniature pink vibrator from its silk covering and handed it to her. “Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
She accepted the toy, but brought her feet and legs together. “I’ve never done it in front of a man before.”
“And a woman?” he asked, suggestively.
She pur
sed her pretty lips with indifference. “Don’t get it twisted.”
“You’re feisty. I love it. All jokes aside…I would be honored to be the first man to watch you.” Travis licked his lips as his attention dropped to her plump nether lips. “Spread your legs, Temptress.”
“Is that a command?”
“It’s a challenge.” He grinned. “You like those, don’t you?”
*
Spread your legs, Temptress.
The words sounded more like a command, not a request. Kristina’s entire core warmed to his voice and she felt her body grow tense under his heated scrutiny.
In that moment, there was nothing else she wanted to do but please Travis. She knew he would return pleasure in kind. There was no doubt about that.
Kristina parted her legs, slowly gliding the soles of her feet across the bed. “Is this what you want to see?” She felt a cold draft travel up the inside of her thighs and settle between her warm center as she exposed herself.
“Yeah. Now put your fingers down there…with the vibrator.”
Needing something to satiate the deep arousing need inside of her, she wasted no time obliging his request. She slid the pink vibrator between her lips, noting how aroused and wet she was already. She tested her clit, drawing circles around it with the tip of the vibrator until it was swollen. The bed dipped as he slid from the chest onto the bottom edge of the bed.