Travis’s muscular arms wrap around my waist as he pulls me up on the kitchen counter. My entire body is on fire, burning for relief. The way he kisses me overpowers my entire mind, and I can no longer fight the desire to need him.
“You need it, sweetheart. Don’t you?” he asks against my mouth. He’s never called me that before, which means it must only be reserved for his whores. I don’t have it in me to care, though. I’ll take any part of him he’s willing to give me.
I tighten my legs around his waist and press him closer. His lips curl up, and I can tell he’s smiling.
“That’s what I thought.”
He steps back slightly, keeping his eyes locked on mine as he hooks his fingers to the waistband of my skirt and begins pulling it down with my panties. “Let’s break your record. You okay with that?” He kneels between my legs and smirks up at me. “Hang on, princess.” I smile at his words.
He spreads my legs wider and licks his lips. I feel his hot breath on me, his tongue sliding up my slit and circling my clit. It feels oddly intimate, but I don’t let the thought linger for long. The pleasure is instant, and my body knows he’s the one in control.
My throat hums at the sensation. He throws one of my legs over his shoulder and pulls my ass to the edge of the counter. I lean back and lay my palms flat, but he’s sucking so hard, I can hardly keep myself up.
“Ohmygod,” I cry out, my head falling back. My toes curl as his tongue circles my clit over and over, making my eyes roll to the back of my head and losing all control. “Holy shit.” I’ve never come that fast before. My body’s been on fire since that first time in the mudroom. I knew it wasn’t going to take much, but that was intense.
“You’re so fucking wet.” His voice is raspy as his eyes meet mine, slowing his rhythm. “Count,” he orders. He brings a finger up and begins teasing me as he watches my reaction.
“What?” I ask, almost inaudibly. My eyes flutter closed as he curls a finger deep inside.
“Count with me, Viola.”
Is he serious right now?
“Do it,” he demands, his voice firmer now. He speeds the rhythm of his finger and fucks me hard with it. “Count how many times you come.”
My head falls back, riding each wave and biting my lip.
“Viola,”he growls, grabbing my attention back to his mouth.
“Why?” I ask, arching my hips and meeting his pressure.
“You play by my rules, remember?” He slows his pace, threatening to stop completely. “Now count.”
“You’re such a prick,” I spit out, trying to control my breathing. Why does he get off on humiliating me?
He grins unapologetically. “I warned you, princess.”
I sigh. I can’t fight it any longer. “One.”
He smiles and grabs under my thighs, pinning me down with his mouth. His tongue fucks me and takes complete control. My breathing is ragged as he twists his finger back inside me, thrusting in and out, in and out, until I can’t breathe at all and my body shakes as I release against his tongue.
“Two,” I say on a shaky breath.
“Good girl,” he praises, running his tongue along his lower lip, a pleased smirk forming over his face. “Whatever you do, don’t move.”
“What?” I can’t breathe.
I feel his finger playing with my clit, rubbing slow circles. He brings up his other hand and slowly rubs another finger down my slit at the same time, barely giving me time to recover from the last orgasm he gave me. I’m honestly not sure how much more I can take. I want him inside me.
“Patience, princess.” He makes eye contact with me briefly. “Remember, don’t move.”
Before I can ask why, I feel his finger move lower until he’s circling my tight hole. I gasp the moment I feel his finger push inside.What the hell is he doing to me?
“Travis,” I moan on a whimper. My body feels tense, unfamiliar with the sensation. As he pushes his finger deeper, his other finger continues to circle my clit at the same time. “I can’t…holyshit.”
My legs spread wider, giving him the approval to continue.
“Goddamn, you taste amazing.”
