Blyss (The Blyss Trilogy 1)

I want to feel his hard body over mine; I want to escape into everything that is Travis. “Travis, kiss me, please,” I quietly plead, and he doesn’t hesitate. With his passionate kisses and the vibrator working its magic over my pussy, I groan into his mouth.

He begins a pattern, sliding the toy back and forth over my opening, then swirling it around my clit. Sliding his tongue over mine, he mimics what he’s doing to my opening.

“You are so damn sexy,” he whispers over my lips with heated breath. My heart is beating wildly in my chest as my passion rises to heights untouched before. I feel the vibrator increase in speed against my core. My free hand grabs onto his bicep, and I squeeze his thick muscle as the vibrator swirls, playing just inside my entrance. It’s not enough.

“Travis,” I plead, “please, I need more.”

He doesn’t disappoint. He increases the intensity of his kiss, and I give him every bit of the passion I have. My body is speaking to his with unspoken words of want and desire for him.

He slowly begins to tease the tip in and out of me, going a little deeper with each thrust, testing my ability to take it without pain. I’m so turned on, and I wish this was his cock driving in and out of me. I let a whimper of frustration escape from me.

“That’s it, baby. Reach for it; let the feeling take you away.” While the toy vibrates on high, he suddenly thrusts it all the way in and holds it there. I let out a loud gasp and hang onto his bicep for dear life, digging my nails in hard. “Shh, the worst is over now,” he whispers against my lips.

Surprisingly, the pain dissipates quickly, leaving behind a need to move against the fullness. I relax the death grip I have on Travis’ arm and catch my breath. “Good God, you’re amazing,” he murmurs and begins trailing hot kisses from my lips to my neck, ending at my breasts. When he reaches my pink nipple, he slips it into his warm, moist mouth and gently suckles. At the same time, he begins moving the vibrator tenderly in and out of my wet core. My chest heaves, breathing in a gasp of air. The combined stimulations assaulting my body have the beginnings of an orgasm of stellar proportions building deep within.

“Oh, God, Travis!” The sensations are driving me crazy, overwhelming my senses. I hear the wetness of my pussy making slurping sounds alongside the buzz from the dildo.

“You hear that? It’s your pussy making hot, wet, sucking sounds, begging to be fucked.” He groans and takes my other nipple into his mouth. “So damn sexy.” The rhythm in my core builds to a crescendo as he wildly plunges the toy in and out of me, harder and faster. He moves his body out of the way and hovers above me. “Look down, baby. I want you to see how your perfect body is working for its release. Grind on it. Watch it slide in and out.”

Oh, shit. This is incredible. He sits up, grabs another vibrator by my side and clicks it on. When he places it on my clit, I instantly go wild, flying away in a whirlwind of frenzied fire. My hips have a mind of their own, bucking and straining, chasing my building orgasm.

“Travis…please…I want you…” I gasp between breaths. I want nothing but this man. I want his raw flesh, skin-on-skin, deep inside of me. I cry out, my toes curl, and I’m on the brink again.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, everything stops, and my eyes open wide in shock. The immediate loss after I was just getting ready to slip over the edge into a blissful orgasm makes me want to scream.

“Travis, what the—“ I quit mid-sentence as I watch and feel him apply more lubricant to my folds.

He glances my way and says, “What’s the matter?” He tilts his head to the side, looking at me skeptically. “You know, I’m not sure you really want it, Julianna…I mean, really want it.”

I’m sure bewilderment of epic proportions crosses my features. I can’t believe this shit! I shake my head at him. “Are you kidding me?”

“Then show me,” he taunts, “show me, Julianna... just... how... bad... you want it.”

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

He lifts his brow. “Does it look like I’m joking?”

No, he certainly doesn’t look like he’s joking, so I shake my head no. The vibrators crank up again and he slides one into my vagina, where I can feel the excessive amount of lube he just placed there, and more erotic, wet, and naughty sounds overtake me. I begin to move my hips back and forth, then I work in circles as he works the vibrator.