When my tongue comes in contact with his soft tip, my insides clench, and I feel my core throb. He tastes heavenly, and I now want more than just a taste. His eyes are hooded when I peer up at him while I close my lips around his girth, and suck while slowly sliding my mouth and tongue over his hard length until his soft head touches the back of my throat.
He hisses, “Jules.” I feel his fingers’ trembling as he gently threads them through my hair. He manages to rasp out, “Fuck, what are you doing to me?” God, he feels and tastes so good. He begins to pant heavily, and my heartbeat speeds with excitement.
I use my free hand to cup his heavy balls, and knead their fullness in the palm of my hand. Opening my mouth wider, sliding his full length all the way in to the base of his balls, he pulses against my tongue. His musky scent and his smooth taste has a rush of wetness seeping from my opening, and my core clenches with need.
His fingers grasp at the roots of my hair and tug, spurring me on. The gesture has me growing frantic so I pick up the pace, bobbing my head, and stroking his solid warmth against my tongue. To his credit he holds still, allowing me to be in control.
He emits a deep guttural sound from the back of his throat as if he's in pain. Suddenly, his fingers release my mussed up hair to slide down either side of my shoulders, and he pulls himself away, slipping out of my hungry mouth with a pop.
His chest rises and falls rapidly as he breathes heavily with desire, “Uh-uh,” shaking his head slowly from side to side dispelling the daze I put him in, “it's not going to be over that quick. You keep that up and I won’t last another minute.”
Feeling proud of myself for putting him in such a state, I reach out and slip the palms of my hands over the hard planes of his chest; I’m in awe of his strength and muscular body. I sink back into the mattress, pulling him down with me. “Make love to me, Travis. I’m yours.”
“Damn right, you’re mine,” he grinds out. He stakes his claim by laying his chiseled body over mine, and positions his forearms on either side of my shoulders. The scent of pure Travis surrounds me as he takes me in a fevered kiss, dipping his tongue through my parted lips, to touch mine. My lungs search for a shallow breath as I absorb each new sensation, electrical currents run through me at a wild pace. I feel the rush of adrenaline burst in my chest when he settles his thick shaft between my legs, and we are totally naked, skin on skin.
Breaking our heated kiss, he then trails hot opened mouthed kisses from my lips, and down my neck. I arch my neck, savoring the feel of his soft lips, heated breath, and tongue as it swirls over my heated skin. Goosebumps erupt and wash over me from head to toe as he slowly, purposefully makes his way down to the center of my chest.
My breasts heaving before his lips, it's my turn to pant now. He gives me a knowing lopsided grin just before he settles his talented mouth and tongue over my left nipple. Sucking gently at first, he kneads my other breast with the palm of his hand. I let out a whimper, he's driving me crazy. His heated gaze locks with mine while he makes a show of circling his talented tongue around my hard nub before he moves to take my other nipple into his mouth.
His hand begins to squeeze and knead on my other breast, and electricity shoots through me, my insides clenching and throbbing with each little nip and suckle. I run my fingers through his thick hair just before he tears himself away from my breasts to begin planting kisses along my stomach, then down to my belly button.
I’m so ready to have him inside me. His strong hand moves to rest on my inner thigh, then slowly nudges my legs further apart. My entire body thrums with excitement, and I gasp when he kisses just above my mound. I believe he’s headed toward my opening, and suddenly, I’m mortified.
“Relax, sweetheart. I can feel you tensing up.” He murmurs over my swollen folds, and before he dips in with his tongue, I panic.
“Travis,” I shake my head, “I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” What I really want to say is, I haven’t taken a shower yet, and I’m self-conscious. Perhaps the other emotion I’m feeling is vulnerability, and I don’t like it.
He pauses, looking up into my eyes, seriously regarding my request. “Are you sure?” He looks almost torn between pushing my limits and giving up the idea. I swallow hard, nod, and become relieved when he slowly works his way back up to my lips. “Perhaps another time then.” His heavy weight on top of me feels like heaven, and I think I’ve reached the Pearly Gates when his tongue licks and nips along my arched neck. My eyes flutter closed when he dips his tongue along the shell of my ear, and then breathes out a long hot breath that sends shivers down my spine.