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A dangerous,dangerous, two-way street.

One that could break me.

A small smile started growing on his face, andfuck, I just had to kiss him again.

These kisses were hungry, desperate, marking. They held a message.

And then Scott pushed me away momentarily to gain his breath and tried to stop my heart.

“Will you fuck me?”

Chapter 15

Scott

“Will you fuck me?” I asked, breathless.

Travis stared at me for a long moment, as if shocked by the question—which he shouldn’t be, since I’d already mentioned this before. Then he seemed to shake himself out of it, a small wicked smile growing on his face.

His voice was gravelly and pure sex. “You want me to fuck you in my car?”

Yes.

Of course I freaking did.

The thought of Travis taking me in the back of his car, dirty and illicit, made my skin start to burn up.

“You want me to fuck you here?”

“What?No, I…” We were in thedrive-in, for fuck’s sake.

People may not be able to recognize us, but would they see two people fucking each other senseless?Yes.

Travis let out a low laugh.

“I won’t fuck you here, sweetheart, I’m notthatcrazy,” he said, making something in my chest flutter wildly. “But…I have one condition.” Staring at me very seriously, he said, “You have to finish the movie. Without coming.”

“What?”

Why did his evil smile have to make me harder than a rock?

“I’m going to edge you.” He started trailing kisses down my face, back to my ear. “I’m going to take you to the brink of coming, touching your dick because it’smine, and then, when the movie’s over, if you’ve been a good Prince and done what you’ve been told, I’ll take you to a parking lot and fuck your brains out. Does that sound good?”

The groan that came out of me as I pushed my crotch against his squeezing hand must have been answer enough.

But he still made me say it.

“Fine, you evil mastermind.”

Taking my cock out of my pants, Travis gave it a hard tug, using his thumb to spread the pre-cum already leaking out of it.

His eyes seemed to dance as he said, “I’m going to enjoy torturing you.”

And he did. He fucking did.

I didn’t even know what the fucking rom-com was about anymore. Travis had my cock in his grip most of the time, jerking me off slowly, then leaving my poor dick to stand cold and alone, trying desperately not to come.

How Travis managed to get me from pissed off and jealous (hearing about the whole Mark situation), to vulnerable (from my confession) to hornier than ever, was a mystery to me. It was just the Travis effect.

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