I love you, too. Be home soon.
I smile and set my phone on the kitchen counter before finishing up dinner for Max and me.
Two hours later, I’m curled up with one of my books in my reading nook when I see Travis walk in.
Grinning, I set my book down when he leans down for a kiss. His soft lips meet mine, and I sink into them with a sigh.
“Hi,” he whispers against my lips.
“Hi.”
“Did Max go down easy for you?” He sits down next to me on the plush cushion.
“He did. I let him take a bath in the big tub, and I think it wore him out,” I laugh. “He was a prune by the time he got out.”
“That doesn’t surprise me. He loves the water,” he chuckles. “He really loves you, you know.”
“I know. I can feel it. I love him, too.” He brushes back the hair by my face.
“Thank you for loving him…for loving us both.”
“You don’t have to thank me. The two of you have been the greatest gift I’ve ever been given.”
“God, I love you.” He presses his lips to mine again. “I have a surprise for you,” he smiles and stands up, holding out his hand. “Let’s get ready for bed first.”
I take his hand and walk with him to our bedroom curious about what the surprise could be.
“I have a confession to make,” he says when he closes the bedroom door. “I did visit my brother today, but it wasn’t just to create some new designs.”
“Okay,” I say slowly. “Why else did you visit?”
He stops in front of me and lifts his t-shirt that I was wearing over my head, dropping it to the floor. His gaze roams over my breasts as he traces the lace on my bra before moving behind me. I feel his lips graze my shoulder where my tattoo is.
“I know I tell you every day how I’m yours, but I wanted to show you in a way that means a lot to me.” He releases the clasp on my bra, and I lean my head back on his chest as his hands come up to tease my nipples.
Closing my eyes, I feel his hand move lower over my stomach before he slides into my thong and runs his finger through the wetness that has already formed. “Mmmmmm. I love how I can make you this wet.” He teases my swollen bud with this thumb, and a moan escapes my lips. “And I really, really love how I can get you to make those sounds.”
He removes his hand, and I hear his zipper as he steps out of his pants and boxers.
“Turn around for me, wildcat,” he says softly. I turn aroundand watch as he lifts his shirt over his head. He has a wrap on his chest right over his heart.
“You got a new tattoo?” He gives me a small smile before removing the wrap. I gasp as I see my exact tattoo staring back at me. I reach out and lightly touch the black panther and flowers. Tears blur my eyes as I take in the details and how he perfectly had it blended into his other ones.
“I had Jake do this for me today. I wanted you permanently next to my heart. Every time you look at it, I want you to remember how much you’re branded into my soul and always will be.”
“Travis…” the words fail me as I look at this beautiful man before me who just permanently placed his love for me on his body. The possessive woman inside me is really liking the thought that he put my mark on him for everyone to see. “I didn’t realize how much this would mean to me. I know you love me, but to see my mark on you is doing something to me.”
“Something good, I hope,” he grins at me and presses his body against mine.
“Something very good.” I run my fingers lightly over the tattoo again before trailing down his stomach and circling his hard length that’s been swollen and ready for me. “I’m really wanting to touch what’s mine now.” I stroke him long and hard, causing a bead of cum to leak out. “I want to taste what’s mine, too.” I drop to my knees and suck him deep into my mouth.
“Fuck, wildcat,” he rasps out. I take him deeper, and I’m rewarded with a moan as he grips my hair tighter. I glance up and see my tattoo on his heart, and all my thoughts go to pleasing this man who’s shown me time and time again how much he loves me.
I eagerly fuck him with my mouth at a pace I know he loves. I moan against him when he pulls my hair harder.Knowing he’s close, I grab his ass and bring him to the back of my throat.
“Holy fuck,” he shouts as his warm release shoots down my mouth. I lick and suck every last drop of this man before me. “Come here,” he growls, hauling me up and crashing his lips to mine. “I fucking love having my taste on your tongue. It’s my turn.” He backs me up to the bed and lays me down.
I see him reach into the drawer and pull out my pink vibrator. “Let’s see what I can do with this.” His eyes get a wicked gleam as he turns it on, and a hum fills the room. He drags it down my breasts and stomach before rubbing it over my swollen clit. I arch my back at the sensation as he continues to torture me with the device.
