“You,” he admits easily, much to my surprise. “I need you. I need it all.”
Pulling back and meeting his baby blue gaze, I push a stray strand of dirty blond hair out of his eyes. His cheeks are flushed, his lips swollen, and he’s looking up at me, letting me see just how badly he wants me right now. It ignites a throbbing type of yearning inside me.
“Let’s go to your room,” I murmur before placing one last kiss upon his lips.
The layout of his apartment is exactly like mine, but I let him lead me to his room anyway. It isn’t until we step into the room that I remember he has a dog. She’s lying on a huge navy-blue bed on the floor in the corner of his bedroom.
Travis whistles, waking her up. “Nova, out, baby.”
“You don’t have to kick her out. She was sleeping.”
“Trust me, she’d wake up, and then it’d be weird.” He glances at me over his shoulder. “She’s got a big bed in the living room, so she’ll be fine.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, okay.”
Travis closes the door once she leaves, resting his back against the tall wood. A mixture of nerves and arousal dance over his features as I close the distance between us. Threading my fingers through his on both hands, I raise them above his head, pushing them into the door as I press my body into his.
He’s already hard, but so am I.
Our lips mold together, moving hungrily. My tongue slashes into his mouth, the taste of him exquisite. I can’t get enough. It’s too much.It’s everything.
Switching the hold I have on his wrists to one hand, I bring my other down to his throat as I pull back, giving him a once-over.
“Hermoso,” I breathe, my chest tight, throat dry.
I walk us over to the bed, where I sit on the edge, patting my thigh. Making a kissing noise, I order him, “Come, puppy.” I can’t even get the two words out before I’m laughing, his eyes narrowing into slits.
It doesn’t deter him, though. He climbs in my lap, our lips finding each other again. It’s passionate, the way we consume each other right now. Slipping my hands into the back of his pants, a grin slides onto my lips when I realize he’s going commando. I palm his tight, firm globes, squeezing and massaging them as his hips undulate into me.
“Go lie on the bed,” I growl. “I need to taste you,cariño.”
A shudder runs down his spine as he bites down on his bottom lip, climbing off my lap.
Standing up, I add, “Lose the pants too.”
“So bossy,” he grumbles, but I don’t miss the slight smirk trying to break through.
Reaching into his pocket, Travis grabs his phone, tossing it onto the bed before shoving the fabric down. Kicking it off to the side, he crawls onto the bed, turning music on before getting settled.
The sensual beat ofYou Put A Spell On Meby Austin Giorgio filters through the sexually charged air of this room, and I’m frozen in place as I watch him peer over at me, one hand wrapped around his dick, the other reaching down, cupping his beautiful pink balls. The sight sparks something dark and feral andneedyinside of me.
Climbing on the bed on all fours, crawling over to him, I position myself between his spread open thighs, lowering myself onto my stomach. I wrap an arm around one of his thighs, lowering my lips onto his heated flesh. The ghost of a moan leaves his lips while I run the flat of my tongue along his skin, inching closer to his center.
Travis’s hand moves leisurely up and down his shaft, fingers dancing along his sac. Part of me wants to stop and watch, absolutely mesmerized by his unabashed toying, but anotherlargerpart of me needs to taste him like my lungs need oxygen. Nuzzling my nose into the crease between his groin and his leg, I breathe in his fresh, musky aroma, my head growing dizzy and my mouth watering.
Everything about him has my body operating on overdrive. His scent, the way he feels, the sounds he makes, the way he’sstillplaying with himself shamelessly, even as my tongue drags along his balls. He moans, the sound throaty.
I want more of that noise.
Ineedmore.
My tongue trails down farther, licking along his taint before dipping into his crease. I nip sharply at his flesh, sucking on it hard enough to pull a gasp out of him before flicking my tongue over it soothingly. I relish the way his gasps morph into groans, like he isn’t sure how I make him feel.
Just as my tongue swirls around his hole, Travis’s phone starts vibrating incessantly like a call is coming in. He grabs the phone beside us, quickly silencing it. The music comes back on, and I dive in. I spread him open with my hands, pushing his legs back onto his chest, closing my lips around his hole, sucking.
Travis lets out a long, low rumble as he pushes himself up onto his forearms, letting his head drop back. “Fuck, Mateo…”
My name on his lips is a firecracker set off in my bloodstream.
