Blyssful Lies (The Blyss Trilogy 2)

My hands then thread through his hair, forcing him to feed on my breast as the sound of our bodies slapping erotically against each other fills the room. The feeling of his hard shaft as it slides in and out of my drenched, velvety folds has my entire body shaking. As he undulates at the deepest part of me, I struggle to keep my eyes open just so I can commit every second of him to memory. My eyes flutter closed with finality when Travis draws my other nipple into his mouth and sucks hard, his lips creating an erotically painful vacuum. I feel something burst within me, and suddenly, all of the bottled-up euphoria explodes into a kaleidoscope of colors. My legs uncontrollably shake, and my toes curl tightly as the eruption of a climactic orgasm washes over me. It’s all so intense; I couldn’t be quiet if I tried.

“Ohhh, Travis…” I repeat his name over and over like a whispered prayer. My mouth is dry and I’m spinning dizzily. I thrash my head side-to-side and cry out my pleasure as a thousand tingly electrical currents race through my body. As I’m coming, his hips thrust even harder. His cock plunges in and out of me with such force it intensifies the spasms and draws out my orgasm, causing me to cry out again.

“Oh, baby, I’m going to come so deep inside you. I can feel you squeezing the hell out of my cock.” I open my eyes just in time to watch this magnificent man take one last long stroke as he thrusts himself in deep and stays there. He throws his head back, the muscles in his neck straining as he roars out his release. I feel him pulsating within my walls as he pumps pure ecstasy inside me. He tilts his head to the side, and his face is flush as he takes his pleasure. While I watch this striking man come apart before me, I can’t help but think we truly belong together.

At this moment in time, there is nothing but the two of us connecting together inside our little world, and the fact we were able to explode at the same time makes it more special to me. As we both come down from our rapture, I realize I’m breathing heavily and coated in my own sweat as well. I smile at him, and he returns the expression as he moves lazily inside me again. He drops down onto his elbows, resting them beside my head, keeping the majority of his weight off me. He gives me a quick, tender kiss, then pulls back to look at me with what I believe to be adoration. “Are you okay?”

I swallow hard; my mouths still dry, a byproduct from my soul-shattering orgasm, but nevertheless, I give him a grin, smiling from ear to ear. “That was incredible.”

“Mmm, a most stellar experience.” He leans down and kisses me with sweet reverence while he continues to move his hips against mine.

I feel as if I could seriously fall in love with this man. Not wanting this moment to end, I wrap my arms around him, and begin caressing his back while he stays inside me. When both of our breathing patterns begins to slow down, I grin as I think of how he made my body sing, and I break out in tingles from head to toe at the mere thought.

He brushes the tip of his nose against mine. “You, baby, are phenomenal.” I close my eyes and sigh in contentment as he brushes his lips over mine. I feel complete, whole, and happy. Brushing my wild hair out of the way, he quietly asks, “What are you thinking about?”

A smile takes place on my lips as I slide my hand around to cup his cheek. Using the pads of my fingertips to stroke along his sharp jawline, I feel the prickly stubble on his chin. “I’m thinking that you, mister, are trouble.”

His brow arches as he grins back at me. “Trouble? Is that right?”

“Mm-hm. I can get addicted to this...to you.”

“I hope you do, sweetheart, because I’m already there.” Suddenly, I’m slammed with a realization. Worry crosses over my features as I shift my gaze away from his. “Hey,” he moves his head to stay in my line of vision, “what’s going on?”

I bite my lower lip with anxiety. “Travis, we didn’t use protection.”

His shoulders visibly sag as he expels a breath of air. He acts as if he’s relieved this is all I’m worried about. He shakes his head. “I’m clean, Jules. I promise.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

His eyes stare intently into mine as he gives me a piece of my past. “I know you won’t remember this, but while we were dating, we covered this topic. Somehow the subject came up, and you had made mention about having to get a birth control shot. You said you were terrible at remembering to take a pill.”