Page 102 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

But we needed to move.

We must’ve had the idea at the same time, because when I shifted my hand from his neck to his chest to haul him up on his knees, he was already lifting himself, plastering his back to my front so there was nothing between us and reaching back to curl his fingers in my hair.

“Oh Jesus Christ.” The guttural curse on my lips was unexpected, but so was the way this new angle intensified everything. I could barely breathe as Travis turned his head to capture my lips, diving in to consume me and lighting my insides on fire.

It wasn’t easy to thrust in and out of him like this, but the angle did have its perks—like guiding my dick to hit against his sweet spot. The one that made him cry out suddenly and grab hold of his cock.

“More,” he moaned, arching his back to force my hand.

Need coiled low in my stomach, and so did the sudden urge to look at him, to watch his eyes glaze over as the ecstasy hit, and to know it was all because of me. I didn’t want this to be like any other no-name encounter he’d fuck and forget.

“Don’t come,” I growled by his ear.

“Fuck you.”

“Maybe later, but I mean it. I wanna see your face when I wring it out of you.”

He snapped his mouth shut as he let go of his rock-hard cock.

I grinned against his neck and pressed a sweaty kiss there. “Good to see you can take orders.”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond as I raced toward my release, as hungry for his as I was for my own.

A few ragged thrusts deep inside to avoid hitting his G-spot was all it took. A searing heat scorched a path down my spine, pulling my balls up tight. I unleashed inside him with a shout I didn’t bother muffling against his skin, wanting him to hear the effect he had on me.

Harsh curses met my ears as I held on to him, waiting for my vision to come back, because holy shit, I think I blacked out for a second.

A threatening cracking sound coming from beneath us had me tensing even as the aftershocks rolled through my body.

“As fucking hot as that was, I’d rather not come in a pile of rubble.”

“Agreed.” He was right, but the last thing I wanted to do was slide out of him. I did it anyway, peeling the condom off my spent cock, tying it off, and then tossing it aside to join the epic mess we’d made. Leftover food, plates, and utensils littered the floor, but neither of us could be bothered with that. Not when Travis climbed off the table, his naked body on full display.

This.This right here was why I wanted to look at him. Because he was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. Especially with his black hair mussed and wild from my fingers, and the mark I’d left on his shoulder that matched the one on his ass.

The angry reddish-purple shade of his dick was the only part of him that looked the least bit frustrated, its plump head glistening and making my mouth water.

I wanted to lick it.

Travis’s lips curved into a devilish grin when he caught me staring, but I couldn’t help it. Now I understood why no one could.

He reached out for me, helping me down, since my sex-drunk ass wobbled from still-weak knees. “Where do you want me?”

The fact that he was still handing over the reins, letting me take charge instead of being a bossy fuck made me feel even bolder.I glanced past him into the family room, and when my eyes landed on a little piece of our past, I knew exactly where I wanted him.

There was just something else I needed first.

I teased the head of his dick with my finger, running it along his slit and getting it nice and wet. Our eyes locked, and Travis swallowed hard when I brought the digit up to my mouth. I took a long lick, savoring the taste of him on my tongue. It was like nothing else in this world. I didn’t know how to describe it, only that it was like a narcotic, something I could easily become addicted to. Hell, maybe I already was.

As I swallowed down what remained on my finger, Travis’s jaw clenched, like he was physically holding himself back.

The moment I dropped my hand, he attacked.

There was nothing gentle about the way he took possession of me. His hands were everywhere, roaming all over my body, mouth crashing down on mine to steal my breath, both of us groping for any part of the other that we could touch, tongues warring in an assault that left me dizzy and had us stumbling back into the wall.

The cum-drenched head of his dick painted my lower stomach, begging me to give it the attention it desperately needed.

I didn’t want it happening here, though.

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