Licking my lips, I lifted my left leg, doing as he said.
Travis knelt before me, kissing from my knee up my inner thigh to the apex, but he completely ignored my pussy, instead moving on to the other leg. I hadn't pushed him over the edge after all. I still had some work to do, but now all I wanted was to enjoy the sensations that were happening inside me.
He seductively licked up my other leg, his gaze intent on mine, then kissed past my pussy again and up to my torso. He pushed himself up to his feet, peppering kisses across my heated skin until his face was level with mine.
I nearly buckled over when I felt the tip of his cock against my clit. Looking between us, I saw he'd grabbed himself at the base and was moving his erection in precise strokes against my clit. My breath caught. My legs were shaking.
"Travis," I murmured. "Oh God, Travis."
With a wickedly determined expression, he moved me onto the bed until I was lying down. I wedged my feet wide apart, pushing myself up on my elbows. He entered me in one swift move, and I tore at the sheets.
I felt him move over me, drawing the tip of his nose along the side of my neck. One hand was feathering up and down my body. He moved in exquisite, slow strokes. It was torture, but it was also oddly satisfying. I felt every inch of him filling me up and stretching me.
I was coming apart at the seams while I put my hands everywhere on him, especially on his gorgeous arms. My orgasm formed so slowly that I was afraid I was going to burst into tears. I couldn't take any more, but then it rolled over me so fast that it knocked the breath out of me. I screamed his name, digging my fingers deep into the mattress.
Blinking my eyes open, I realized it wasn't the mattress. I was still holding on to his arms. I took my hands off him, a bit horrified at the scratches in his skin, but he didn't seem to care or feel it. His neck and face were completely red. The veins on his neck stood out, and the muscles in his arms and chest clenched tight as he gave me every drop of pleasure. He was gorgeous and all mine. He buried his head in my neck when he climaxed, and a deep groan reverberated through his body.
As he moved next to me, I turned onto one side, glancing at him. He looked like a god splayed out on the bed on his back. His muscles rippled with every breath.
He turned to look at me, wiggling his eyebrows. "You like the view?"
"Oh yeah." I drew my fingers from his collarbone down to his navel, moving them through the ridges of his abdomen. "How are these real?"
"With a lot of work. I have to say, I fulfilled a fantasy tonight: ripping off your panties."
I grinned. “Oh, that you did.”
Chapter Thirty
Bonnie
Two months later
Isurveyed the fourdifferent cupcakes on the kitchen counter. “They look so gorgeous. Liz has outdone herself this time.”
"They certainly look very good," Travis agreed.