Julia put her finger in her mouth. She closed her eyes as she tasted the sensuality of her own musk. Travis’s breathing grew ragged. She slowly opened her eyes and gazed at this man. This raw, huge man who was entirely male. She realized she could bring him to his knees.
“I would tell you what I taste like Travis,” Julia whispered. Was that really her voice, husky and shivery with sensuality? “But I want you to find out for yourself. I want your mouth on me Travis.” Had she really said that? Julia couldn’t believe her boldness.
Travis let out a primal groan, deep in his throat. Julia’s blood boiled at the sound. Smoothly she kicked off one pump, then the other and walked over to the bed. She lay down, propping her feet against the edge. Slowly, tantalizingly, she let her legs fall open. Travis stared at her completely dumfounded, frozen to the spot. Julia realized the hunted and become the hunter in that moment.
“I want your mouth on me Travis,” Julia said again. She trailed her own fingers over her swollen flesh, then over to the buds of her breasts.
“Yes Julia,” Travis finally replied, voice thick. “Oh yes.” He knelt before her, sliding her long legs over his shoulders. Julia closed her eyes. The shimmering light played over her body, over Travis’s face. She could still see his expression behind closed lids.
Travis’s mouth was warm, exquisitely warm and tender, when he kissed the inside of her thigh. Julia moaned at the contact. The need within her was so great she wanted to beg for him to release her, to put his mouth on her core and take her. Yet she wasn’t ready to give up the ounce of control she now had over him. She knew her surrender was not going to be so easy.
Travis trailed gentle kisses up one thigh, then over the other. Julia buried her fingers in his hair, guided him to where she wanted him. “Please Travis,” she whispered. “Please, I need you.”
He let out a gentle laugh, his breath tickling her. When he finally lowered his mouth to her core, Julia jacked off the bed. She cried out, gripping his face to her. She opened herself fully, closed her eyes and let his glorious mouth worship her.
His tongue explored her folds, lapped at her, took her in.
“You taste… like the sweetest honey Julia,” Travis whispered, looking up. He ran his tongue over his lips and the action almost pushed Julia over the edge. “Not yet. No not yet. I’m going to make you scream first Julia. Yes, you’ll scream and writhe under me, and then I’ll let you come.”
“Travis… yes…” Julia brought his face back to her. He found her bud and circled it, gently at first, then maddeningly. Julia’s legs began to tremble. Travis slipped his hands under her hips, cupped the cures of her bottom. He moved his mouth and reached over, exploring her tender flesh with his finger. She could have cried out when the warmth of his mouth left her but soon his hand started another sweet torture. He plied her, teased her, made her want to beg him to finish her. Julia’s whole body was on fire, straining at the brink of something she had never experienced before.
“Travis… I want you inside of me…”
“Not yet Julia… but soon. Soon.” His voice held a promise that made Julia’s body convulse.
Travis bent his head over her again, his mouth gently lapping her. She could no longer contain her moans of pleasure. Her feet dug into his shoulders. He sucked at her bud, gently circling it with his tongue.
“Travis, oh god, Travis, it feels so good,” Julia moaned.
“This is just the beginning Julia,” he whispered. “Come for me Julia, come apart for me.”
Julia closed her eyes, focused on the building pleasure. A numbness crept up her legs, turning to a tingle in her thighs. Travis massaged her gently, torturing her, bringing her closer and closer to shattering. His mouth moved lower, his tongue plunging inside.
“Travis, oh my god.” Julia writhed on the bed, her hands tearing at the blankets. Travis’s tongue circled her bud, his hand moved up, entering her, moving rhythmically with his mouth. White hot heat burst in Julia’s core and radiated out through her entire body. She could see nothing, feel nothing, knew nothing, but the exquisite pleasure washing over her.
When it was over, a delicious soreness remained in place of the blinding climax that had taken her. Travis lifted his face. Julia saw the depth of his own need reflected in his eyes. He moved over her, placing kisses on her flat stomach. His mouth captured one of her breasts and he nipped gently at her erect nipple. She cried out again, raising her hips to meet his clad ones, the pain and pleasure of his suckling her almost more than she could bear.
Julia placed her hands on either side of his face, pulled him upwards. She claimed his mouth, tasted the warm musk of herself. Her core started to pound again, a fresh need for him already overcoming her.
“Travis… I want you… more than before.”
He laughed, breaking away from her. “I have what you need Julia. Lay there, I’ll be back shortly.”
She was puzzled when he disappeared but he was back shortly, a bag of ice in his hand.
“You’re so hot Julia… but patience. The night isn’t made for sleeping.” He pulled out an ice cube and held it, dripping in his fingers.
Julia lay back, awaiting this new form of torture. She wanted him with a fierce need but she would let him teach her, let him show her.
“Do you know how beautiful you are Julia, in the candlelight, the flush of pleasure still on you?”
Julia smiled shyly and kept her eyes closed. She had never heard anyone talk that way before, could never have imagined that not only was the night not over, it was just beginning.
Travis trailed the ice cube over her stomach, letting it melt in her belly button. Julia gasped, her fingers touching the trail of water that had melted over her inflamed flesh. Travis circled the ice high, up her chest, to her breast. She moaned when he circled her nipple, numbing it almost painfully before he moved on to the other. When he had brought it to an aching peak, he again circled the ice lower, down over her stomach again, over her pelvis, across her swollen flesh, to her thigh. He made an icy trail up her leg and down.
Instead of cooling her down, the ice only revived her senses, made her nerves tingle and cry out for his touch.
Reaching out, she grabbed Travis’s hand. She opened her eyes. “I think it’s time you got undressed,” she said. “It’s only fair that way.”
His eyes widened and he let out a deep laugh. Julia liked the sound of it and she smiled.
“How would you like me to undress?” Travis stood, his large frame looming over the bed. Desire swept over Julia, almost knocking her over when she attempted to sit up.
“I would like to undress you.”
“Oh. What else would you like to do?”
“That,” Julia said coyly as she stood, “remains to be seen.”
Travis smiled a wicked smile that told Julia he could imagine just what she would like to do to him. His grin spoke of his experience and instead of being intimidated, Julia’s body thrilled at the prospect. Travis had already brought her to soaring, shattering, mind numbing pleasure. She was eager to be under his hands, at the mercy of his desire and strength.
Julia took the bottom of Travis’s t-shirt and slid the soft cotton up, over his ridged chest, beyond his broad shoulders. He raised his arms up and she pulled the shirt off. It fell from her hand with a soft whisper, to land on the floor.
Travis did indeed look like a god. He was tanned, his muscular chest gleaming hard and sensual and golden. His nipples were dark, his abdomen deeply ridged. His jeans stood low on his pelvis, revealing a smattering of dark hair. Julia placed her hands on his warm chest. His muscle was hard but his skin was surprisingly smooth.
He stood still, letting Julia explore him with her touch. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, pressed her naked form against him. She bent her head and tasted him. He was all male from the salty tang of his sweat to the deep musky scent that drove her senses wild. Julia moved her mouth up, over the silky ridges, until her mouth found his nipple. She circled it w
ith her tongue, nipped it as he had nipped her.
Travis moaned, leaning into her touch. It gave Julia a heady sense of pleasure to know that he was as vulnerable to her touch as she was to his. He could bring her to screams of pleasure, to writhing agony, but certainly she could arouse him as well.
Julia pulled away, her hands finding the button of Travis’s jeans. She fumbled for a second, then it came loose. She undid the zipper. His breathing grew rapid as she slid his jeans down over his hips. He was wearing tight boxes but she could see the defined shape of him below that. For a moment Julia was a little afraid. She could tell he was huge.
“Go on Julia… touch me, all of me.” Travis closed his eyes, his jaw clenched. Julia realized he was barely hanging onto his self-control. She marvelled that his heart raced because of her. He was ready and aching because of her own body, because of the taste of her, the sounds she had made.
Julia had always been a little embarrassed about sex. But this…. this was heaven; this was the most amazing sensation, feeling, everything… that she had ever done in her life.
Julia fingers found the waistband of Travis’s boxers. She gently slid them down his leg, freeing him completely. He stood as brazenly naked as she did. Julia’s eyes widened when she saw just how hard and achingly ready he was. His cock jutted out in front of him, a massive thick rod. Julia’s eyes widened and her legs trembled. The maddening ache between her legs grew in intensity as she stared at him.
“Does my body please you Julia?” Travis opened his eyes when she didn’t touch him further.
“Yes. Oh my god yes. You look like Adonis.” She was embarrassed that she had said something so stupid but Travis just smiled.
“That’s excellent Julia. I want you to imagine what it would feel like, to have me enter you. To have my cock inside of you. I want you to tell me what you would like to do Julia.”
This was not how she had imagined the night going. Somehow, when she had climbed into that cab she imagined shedding their clothes in the dark and falling into a frantic tangle of limbs. She imagined it would be over within half an hour, they would both fall asleep exhausted and in the morning she would slip out in her black dress and call a cab and spend a very long time half regretting and half wondering over what had happened.
She had expected him to dominate her, to take charge. Not to ask her, in that husky voice, what she wanted.
“I…” Julia imagined taking him into her mouth, but she surprised herself by thinking there would be time for that later. She wouldn’t let him off so easily in the morning before leaving herself. The thought shocked her. She was starting to become as bold as he was.
“Yes,” he prompted. He took a step towards her.
“I want you to take me from behind,” Julia shocked herself by saying.
“I would like that as well. But not on the bed. Go stand over in front of the mirror again.”
Julia’s heart hammered against her ribs. She was almost crippled by the weight of her desire. God, she wanted him. He was going to make her watch and the thought almost undid her.
She stood over at the mirror, waiting for him. Travis reached into the nightstand and pulled out a small packet. He had the protection on in a second and then stalked towards Julia. She watched him advance, her heart in her throat.
Travis stood behind her. She watched him in the mirror, watched him bend and kiss her neck. His hands captured her breasts, palming them roughly, plying her nipples until she moaned. Travis bent, trailing hot kisses down her back. His hands moved down her waist, over her hips, until his finger found the swollen folds of her core yet again. He slipped a finger inside, groaning.
“You’re so ready for me. God Julia, I can hardly wait to take you.”
She grew wetter at the raw sexuality, the raw need in his voice. Travis kissed her bottom, slowly parted her legs until his tongue flicked over her. Julia whimpered. She watched her body glow in the mirror, watched Travis’s skilled hand play over her. It was sexy, watching him pleasure her.
“Please Travis, I want you. I want you inside me. I want you to bend me over and take me.”
“What else, what else would you like my dear?”
“I want you to put your cock in me. I need to feel you, all of you.”
Travis growled low in his throat. His hands gripped Julia’s hips. She bent over, her hands touching the floor. He stood against her, the hard ride of his cock pressing into her. Slowly, agonizingly, he entered her. She was tight and aching and so ready. She felt every inch of him slide in, filling her to his hilt. Julia opened her eyes and looked into the mirror.
Travis was standing straight, his hands on her hips, thrusting in and out of her, pumping his pelvis, his hips slamming into hers. His eyes were closed and she watched the raw pleasure play over his features.
Julia stole a glance between her legs. She was unprepared for the erotic sight of Travis’s cock slipping in and out of her own swollen, wet flesh. He filled her, and withdrew, sliding home again. Again and again she watched him plunge out of her body, heard the primal groans he emitted.
“Yes Travis,” Julia panted. Fire stole up her legs. “Harder,” she moaned. “Travis, yes, yes!” Julia closed her eyes, shattering into a thousand pieces. He thrusting increased in speed, becoming harder and harder. Travis slammed into her body, sending her over and back into soaring heights when she had just started to come down. Julia cried out, her breath stolen from her lungs. Her whole body exploded with white hot pleasure.
Travis moaned, his breathing grew ragged. He thrust hard, filling her completely. He groaned her name and his body shuddered and bucked against her. His hands dug in painfully into the flesh of her hips.
When Travis stilled, Julia did so as well. He leaned against her and she fell to her knees, her legs unable to hold her any longer. Travis collapsed beside her on the floor, his body covered in sweat, his breathing completely erratic. Julia lay beside him, her vision slowly returning to normal, the bright lights she had seen leaving her gaze.
“Travis, are you alright?” Julia finally asked when she could at last speak again.
He laughed. “Yes Julia.” His voice was still husky though less so than before. He sounded like a man who was well pleased and for some reason that made Julia glow inside. She stood up shakily and made her way over to the bed. She fell on top the sheets, closing her eyes.
She heard Travis leave and come back then the bedsheets were pulled back and her naked body was pulled against the strength and warmth of his.
“I don’t do this,” he whispered.
“Do what? This? I’m sure you’ve done it a couple times.”
“Yes you’re right. I won’t lie, I’m an experienced man. But I rarely do this.”
Julia realized he meant what they were doing now. The intimacy of it stung her throat. Yes, she could see that he was right. She relaxed against him, this man who was a stranger, this man who had opened up parts of herself she had never known existed.
Chapter 4
Julia wasn’t sure what time it was. The room was light with the early rays of dawn. She wasn’t sure why she was awake, or why she wasn’t hung over. She knew where she was right away. She was still tucked against Travis’s strong form, his arm tucked around her chest protectively.
Travis had shown her what pleasure could be. He had taken her shyness and inexperience and turned it into a sort of powerful release for her. He had given her the absolute most stunning pleasure she had ever experienced. He had shown her that crazy risks were sometimes worth it and that below her often shy exterior, lay a woman capable of deep passion.
Julia thought that she had learned more about herself in one night than she had learned in her entire adult life.
She turned over in bed and faced Travis. He slept soundly against her. She had imagined, last night, taking him into her mouth, driving him wild as he had tortured her.
Julia slipped her hand down, over Travis’s leg until she found his member. She cupped him gently.
He stirred slightly but didn’t wake. Carefully she slipped out from under this arm. She moved down the bed, pushing the blankets out of her way, until her face was mere inches from him.
He wasn’t as hard as the night before but he was half ready. Julia palmed him, took him into her mouth. She felt him harden immediately, knew also that Travis was awake. He groaned quietly and shifted.
Julia liked the taste of him. He was salty and musky and all male. His skin was velvet and smooth under her tongue. She ran her mouth over and back, snaking her tongue out to tease the top of his cock. Travis’s hands tangled in her hair, guiding her, showing her what he liked. His hand came up to cover hers, tightening her grip on his shaft. She stroked him firmly, ran her tongue over and over, teased and pleasured until he gave a cry and moved her face away.
“Julia,” Travis said, all vestiges of sleep faded. “What are you doing?”
“Just giving you a little payback.” She laughed at the expression on his face. It told her that was the last thing he had expected from her.
“Well miss payback… the day’s starting and I’m sure you want to get back to your hotel.”
“Not really.”
Travis chuckled. “Regardless, I have a job to go to.”
“Oh?”
“Don’t sound so surprised. What did you think, I drive a motorcycle around all day, bumming from one place to the next?”
“No… No. I just… Nothing about last night felt real, least of all that you would have a job to get to this morning.”
“I’m a tattoo artist. I work at a shop here.”
“Oh.” Suddenly it made sense about his sleeves. She had seen other tattoos as well, on his legs, but nowhere else. “Which shop?”
Travis shook his head and grinned. “Oh no. That’s classified information. Last night wasn’t about that. It wasn’t about me. It was for you.”
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