Page 135 of The Lair

He kisses me again slowly, helping me relax. And it works. Because within seconds, I’m writhing under him, his stiff member between us, and I can’t wait any longer.

“I’m ready,” I whisper against his lips.

“You sure?”

“I trust you, Travis. And I want you to make me feel good.”

He grunts. “Condom.”

Right. We probably should use one, but I find myself shaking my head instead. “Can we go without it?”

Another grunt, this time buried in my neck. His hips buck against my middle. “Allie.”

“We can use one if you want to,” I’m quick to say. “I just wanted…I want…”

He nips at the sensitive skin behind my ear. “Tell me.”

“I want to feel you without any barriers between us. Is that okay? I tested negative.”

“Me too. Are you on the pill?” When I nod, his hips meet my center again, as if he couldn’t help himself. “All right. I’ll pull out just in case.”

He pecks my lips softly, easing the nervous rhythm of my heart.

Time stops when I feel his thick head penetrating my entrance. Wet sounds fill the silence, followed by our heavy breathing. He pushes inside of me a little further, gently and slowly, as he promised, and I lose all sense of reason.

“Deep breaths, sweetheart,” he instructs, sounding like he’s struggling to breathe too. “Let me fill you up.”

I do as he says, finding that it hurts a little before the pain transforms into pleasure.

“That’s it. Keep taking deep breaths for me,” he praises. “You’re taking my cock so well.”

By the time he buries himself inside of me to the hilt, I’m a mess. I’ve never known a deeper or a more intense pleasure. Not like this. I feel full in ways I didn’t know were possible. And when he starts moving inside me, my wetness coating his every inch, a flame lights up inside my chest.

Moaning, I beg him to go faster. Harder. He’s hesitant at first, saying he doesn’t want to hurt me, so I start using his shaft as I please, moving up and down on it to prove a point.

That throws him over the edge. He grabs one of his pillows and places it under my lower back, angling my body in a higher position. He grabs my hips, pounding in and out of me at a punishing rhythm. Soon, the only sounds filling the room are our moans and the slapping of our bodies coming together.

I can’t stop staring at him. His lips are parted, frowning, as he watches himself ease in and out of me. He looks so powerful right now, so raw and manly andprimal, a powerful wave crashes through my body, and I know I’m close.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he demands as his finger starts rubbing circles on my center. “Soak my cock.”

A physical reaction I don’t fully understand takes over me, and suddenly I feel like I’m falling. My mouth opens, but nosounds come out. My back arches, taking him deeper, and I’m hit by such a strong wave of pleasure that I lose my breath.

Travis pulls out in time to come all over my stomach with a heavy grunt. He fists his length, pumping it until he empties out on my skin. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Holy fuck,” he grunts when he’s done. “Fuck. I went too hard. I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”

I shake my head. “You were perfect, Travis. It was perfect.”

He leans down to kiss me on the lips. “I love you, Allie. So much. You’re my life.”

His words squeeze my heart. “And you’re mine.”

I sleep in his bed for the first time that night, with one of his arms protectively wrapped around me. The first of forever.

Chapter Forty-Four

One year later…

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