Travis (38 page)

“Right
here?”

“As
good a place as any as far as I’m concerned.” The slightly subversive gleam in
her eyes turned him on.

When
she fumbled with the edge of her t-shirt, Travis took her chin between his
fingers and thumb and held her so she looked at him.

“I
want you to do everything I tell you to. Can you do that for me?”

“Depends,”
she stated.

“On?”

“On
what you want me to do.”

“You’re
going to have to trust me.”

There
was a long pause and then Kylie smiled, and Travis felt as though sunshine had
just lit up his chest. “Ok.”

The
fact that Kylie would trust him, even with their history together, almost
leveled him. Cupping her face, Travis pressed his lips to hers and swallowed
the words he was about to say.

He
would tell her eventually, but he needed to make sure she was wholly his first.
He had no intention of losing her again when he’d come this far.

♀♂

Kylie
was breathless. The idea of what Travis was intimating had ratcheted up her
body temperature by at least ten degrees in the last ten seconds. She felt as
though she were on a roller coaster and they’d just climbed the hill, pausing
at the top. She was about to free fall to the earth, and she only prayed
another curve was going to come along and usher her forward.

That
curve arrived.

In
the form of Gage as he approached her from behind, his coffee cup now gone, his
hands running along her sides, his fingertips sneaking beneath the edge of her
t-shirt. He wasn’t helping her, but he was teasing as he leaned in and nipped
her earlobe, whispering against her hear. “I love watching you get naked.”

As
a chill ran across her skin from his words, Kylie lifted the hem of her
t-shirt, ever so slowly, keeping her eyes focused on Travis’ as she did. It was
a magnificent effort not to look away, but she refused. She wasn’t willing to
lose that connection with him. The glimmer of hunger was making his normally
blue gray eyes darker, more midnight blue than smoke.

Not
only was desire spurring her on, but Travis’ request for her to trust him had
shifted something inside of her. Probably her heart. Knowing what their history
was like, she couldn’t imagine that it was easy for him to ask because he was likely
expecting an answer other than the one she gave him.

Travis
took a step back after pressing his lips gently to hers, resuming his casual
lean against the counter and allowing her plenty of room to remove the rest of
her clothing. She was more than ready for this, even if she was a little embarrassed
having them staring at her the way they were. But Kylie was going to prove to
both of them that she could handle this.

 “Come
on, baby,” Travis encouraged, “I want to see your sweet naked body.”

A
quick flick of her fingers and the front clasp of her bra broke free, her
breasts spilling out as the black lace separated. With a shrug of her
shoulders, she was now topless.

“Shorts.”

Gage
moved into her view, standing beside Travis and crossing his arms across his
chest as though he were settling in for a show and Kylie’s nerve chose that
moment to falter. Fumbling with the button, she kept her face turned up toward
them, still refusing to look away.

She
could do this.

Finally,
she managed to push the denim down over her hips, allowing it to pool at her
feet. The only thing she had on were her sandals, which were keeping her from
losing the shorts fully
,
and the black thong she’d specifically chosen
for this outing.

Kylie
smiled. It was a dare, and they both knew it, which caused another flood of
desire to seep between her thighs.

“Lose
the shoes and the shorts, but keep the panties on. For now.”

Somehow
she managed not to stumble as she slid her feet from the sandals and then
stepped out of her shorts as Travis instructed.

“Now
what?” she asked, pushing them because she could feel the subtle vibration from
Travis’ body even with several feet separating them. He was holding himself back
from her, she could sense it.

Now
was not the time to hold anything back.

“I
have half a mind to bend you over my knee for that mouth of yours,” Travis
whispered and the sudden vision assaulted her, making her thighs clench. He
sounded serious, but that shouldn’t have turned her on the way it did.

“I
think she likes that idea,” Gage added, his arms coming down to his sides as he
stood to his full height.

In
the last few weeks, Kylie had learned a lot about herself. More than she
thought she ever would. It seemed as though blasé and mundane – which was what
her life had been up to this point – had been replaced with enthusiasm and fascination.

“You’re
just lucky I have other ideas in mind first.” Travis grinned that sexy, crooked
smirk that made her panties wetter. And when he winked, she knew she was a
goner. “Turn around.”

Kylie’s
belly fluttered, her knees almost buckling beneath her own weight as she stared
back at them both, trying to discern exactly what they had in store for her.
Surely Travis wouldn’t spank her, would he?

Gage
closed the distance between them and placed his palm on her shoulder, giving
her a slight nudge until she was turning to face away from them. She began trying
to take stock of Travis’ house while she waited. It was the equivalent of
having a spelling bee in her mind just to keep her focus on something other
than what they were about to do to her.

Yeah,
for some reason, seeing the small breakfast bar and a little bistro table with
two rattan chairs didn’t do much to sway her thoughts. Travis didn’t have much
in his house, although the materials used on the floor and the counters were stylish
and would’ve made for a great platform for sophistication and elegance.
Instead, the house was frighteningly simple. As though he didn’t spend much
time there.

The
warmth of a palm against her bottom had Kylie flinching. Both men were now
standing close, but she wasn’t about to assume whose hand it was. Then another
hand joined the first, both of them cupping her from behind, and despite the
initial fear, she was suddenly overwhelmed by a tremor that nearly rocked her
off of her feet.

“You’ve
got a perfect little ass,” Gage said, the cadence of his voice reflecting something
like admiration. His approval did wondrous things to Kylie’s insides, but she
didn’t move. She kept her arms hanging down by her sides, only because she
didn’t know where to put them.

When
Gage gripped her hips gently, she felt him shift behind him, but she had no
idea what he was doing. That’s when she felt his breath against her lower back,
followed by his tongue.
Oh, jeeezus
. It was as though she were
blindfolded, unable to see what he was doing, but knowing that he was there.
Not to mention, she was in a particularly vulnerable position.

That’s
when Travis stepped around in front of her, forcing her to look up at him or to
stare at his sexy chest. A very naked, very tempting chest.

Kylie
clamped her teeth together as he stepped closer until her nipples grazed his
midsection.

“You
said you were wet,” Travis stated. “Show me.”

Kylie
arched a brow. How was she supposed to do that with him standing so close? As
though he read her mind, Travis lowered himself to his knees in front of her.

Gage’s
thumbs hooked into the edges of her panties, and as they lowered, so did
Travis’ eyes. There was a tingling sensation building quickly in her belly. No,
lower. The way Travis looked at her combined with the feel of Gage removing
what was left of her clothing had her climbing closer to an orgasm she wasn’t
expecting. Yet.

“Spread
your pussy lips,” he instructed as he lowered himself to his knees in front of
her.

Kylie’s
entire body shuddered from his vulgar instructions. She was pretty sure she
just came from his words alone.

Travis’
sudden gasp had Kylie’s body trembling again. Her panties continued to ease
down her legs, Gage’s warm, wet tongue rasping down the back of her thigh, just
beneath her bottom, but it was the flare of heat she felt radiating from Travis
as his eyes locked between her legs.

“Pretty,”
he grumbled when she managed to separate the drenched folds of her pussy using
only two fingers.

Ok,
maybe she’d given herself too much credit.

Kylie
wasn’t quite sure she would survive this.

♂♀

When
Travis caught sight of Kylie’s slick sex, he was rendered speechless. Just a
few days ago, she’d waxed and seeing her bare again, the delicate, glistening
slit of her beautiful pussy visible made his mouth water.

Something
came out of his mouth as he admired her, but he didn’t know what he actually
said. He was too busy trying to keep his attention focused on Gage’s tanned
fingers as they caressed the front of Kylie’s thighs. He was behind her, in
much the same position Travis was in front, and they were purposely drawing
this out just to see how long it took Kylie to surrender.

She
was stronger than he’d given her credit for. Much stronger than he was patient,
for sure.

Travis
ran his palms up the front of her slender, smooth thighs, forcing Gage to slide
his elsewhere. Kylie was holding open the lips of her sex, but he wanted to touch
her, so he took over, her arms slowly lowering to her sides.

Travis
leaned in and kissed her clit, and Kylie shivered again. Using the tip of his
tongue, he began teasing her slowly while Gage did the same behind her. They
were purposely driving her wild because what she’d done to them last night on
the phone had blown Travis’ mind. He wanted to return the favor.

“You’re
not allowed to come until I tell you that you can,” Travis told her, not
wasting time as he slipped his tongue into the sweetness between her legs. Her
pussy was wet, just like she said and her scent went to his head as he dove in,
holding her still as Gage began reaming her ass with his tongue. He felt her shift,
figuring she was now bracing herself in the doorway, but he didn’t relent.

“Travis!”
Kylie screamed and he slowed, licking her like a lollipop several times before
pulling back and looking up at her, arching his brow in question.

“It
feels too good,” she said in an agonizing rush. “I have to come. Please.”

Travis
shook his head and then leaned in once more, kissing her clit one last time
before returning to his feet. Gage seemed to be taking his cues from Travis, so
he decided they’d change it up a bit.

“Follow
me,” he instructed and then headed into the living room. “Have a seat.” When
Kylie went to sit on the couch, he stopped her. “On the table.”

Travis
watched as Kylie took tentative steps toward the coffee table sitting just in
front of the couch, lowering herself until her bottom rested on the very edge.
Funny, until right then, Travis had never liked that damn table. Now, he was
pretty sure he’d never look at it the same.

“Lie
back.”

With
Gage’s help, Kylie reclined on the table, her ass still resting on the edge.
Gage easily maneuvered between her thighs, spreading her legs wide. Her feet
were planted on the floor, but not for long.

“Put
your heels on the table.”

Travis
watched from behind Gage, perfectly aware that Gage was setting this up for his
benefit, but that didn’t matter. He suddenly wanted to be the one kneeling
between Kylie’s legs, admiring the glistening pink folds of her sex as the position
put her on full display. Aside from the rapid rise and fall of Kylie’s chest,
she pretended she was unaffected. A very possessive, strikingly avaricious
chord was struck inside of him. Travis suddenly wanted to know that he and Gage
were the only men to have ever touched her.

He
knew that wasn’t the case, and he knew he didn’t have the right even to ask, so
he clamped his jaw shut, his teeth clashing together as he breathed through his
nose. The woman had a hold on him, one he hadn’t known before her or even
after.

“That’s
it,” Gage murmured from a few feet away, his face hovering inches above Kylie’s
glistening pussy, his fingers separating the soft, delicate folds as he
appeared to be admiring her.

Lick
her
.
The words speared his brain, but Travis managed to hold them back.

“Lick
me,” Kylie breathed the words on a sigh.

Yes,
please listen to the woman!

Gage,
as though he’d been waiting for permission, leaned in, his tongue slowly
sliding through the pretty pink flesh as Kylie bucked her hips upward.

“Oh,
God. It feels…”

“Tell
me,” Travis told her when she let the words die on her tongue.

“Oh,
sweet mercy.”

Travis
returned his attention to where Gage was teasing her with light, gentle flicks
of his tongue, his eyes molesting her as much as his mouth. She was absolute
perfection and the sweet, tangy scent of her arousal drifted through the room.

As
Gage dove in, his mouth closing in on her sex, Travis’ body tightened, his cock
getting used to the perpetual state of hardness that these two inflicted on
him. Even if he had just come not half an hour ago. Unable to resist the urge,
Travis released the towel from around his waist and let it fall to the floor.
When Kylie’s eyes darted between his legs, he gripped his cock, the rough,
callused scrape of his palm against his tender flesh causing him to groan.

That’s
when Gage pulled back slightly, one finger sliding inside of Kylie,
disappearing up to the knuckle briefly. He removed his finger before sucking it
into his mouth and Travis’ tongue twitched. It fucking
twitched
. He
wanted to taste the juicy, candied flavor of her again.

“She’s
so wet,” Gage announced.

Gage
continued to finger her slowly, his mouth lowering to her clit, which with
Kylie’s legs splayed all the way open, Travis had a perfect view of. He was
mesmerized by the way Gage appeared so focused, so intent on driving her crazy,
but not seeming to be pushing her toward orgasm. He seemed to be making her
hover on the very edge, pulling back only to dive back in again. The next time
he pulled back, Gage used his hands to separate her ass cheeks, and when he
moved in again, but this time he wasn’t licking her pussy, he’d moved his
tongue to her anus, and Travis knew without a fucking doubt that Gage was doing
this on purpose.