Travis (43 page)

Kylie
wasn’t particular about how they got down to business because right then she
was ready to explode, and Travis and Gage were going to make that happen.

♂♀♂

Travis
was pumping his hips, sliding his cock through the wetness that coated Kylie’s
pussy while he looked up at Gage who was hovering over her shoulder. When
Gage’s mouth slid to Kylie’s neck, Travis strained up to meet him, and when
their tongues touched, his body shifted into overdrive.

One
would’ve thought Travis had never done this before.

Considering
the three of them had already broken the double penetration ice, he should’ve
been easing into this one. Savoring it. But noooo. Travis felt like a damn
teenager who’d just been told by the hot girl that she’d jack him off behind
the school.

Only
the hot girl was the woman he couldn’t get enough of, unsure whether he’d ever
be able to get close enough to her to sate him thoroughly. Not that he had any
problem with trying because she felt so damn good in his arms.

Kylie
had blown his mind with her request for them to take her at the same time and
after the initial shock wore off, he was willing and ready to make that happen.
Sliding deep inside of her welcoming body at the same time as Gage was quite
possibly the best feeling in the world.

Gage
met Travis’ insistent tongue with a fury of his own, but he didn’t rush. The
world revolved around only Gage’s kiss at the moment, the way he kissed him
like he wanted to own him. When Travis thought it couldn’t possibly get any
better, Kylie eased in, forcing their heads to part slightly as she slid her
tongue out to touch theirs.
Fuck
. Travis nearly lost that last sliver of
control he’d been holding on to. He wanted to hand it over, knew it was going
to happen sooner or later… why shouldn’t it be now?

“I
need you inside me,” Kylie whispered, her breaths fluttering against their
mouths. “Both of you.”

“I
need
to be
inside you,” Travis told her as soft, gentle kisses were
shared.

Travis
wanted to get down to business right there in the dim light that trickled in
from the lone bulb in the hallway. On a bed covered in a tarp.

Strange
how it didn’t seem to matter where they were or how they got there, the intensity
still rivaled anything Travis had ever known, but this was so much more than sating
the urge. They were coming together and for whatever reason, none of them
questioned the way the mood seemed to shift, maintaining the blazing heat, but
lacking some of the need to rush through to completion.

Gage
pulled back, and Travis shifted Kylie forward, his cock longing for the wet
heat of her body. But the warmth was replaced, this time in the firm grasp of
Gage’s fist as he began stroking him. Slowly.

Too
slowly.

Travis
pressed his head back into the pillow, focusing on the perfect grip on his
cock, the unparalleled friction that intensified even though Gage maintained a smooth,
even rhythm.

“You’re
killing me,” Travis groaned through clenched teeth. “Please.”

The
hand on his cock stilled, and Travis realized what he’d said.
Please
.
Another shocking change in Travis’ overall demeanor that apparently took Gage
by surprise as much as it did him.

“Fuuuuuuck!”
Travis damn near bucked Kylie clean off of his body when the searing heat of
Gage’s mouth came down over his cock, his lips wrapped around him as he sucked.
Hard.

“Suck
him, Gage,” Kylie murmured, putting her hands on Travis’ chest as she twisted,
obviously trying to see behind her.

Travis
was having none of it, because if he didn’t get inside of her soon, they were
going to be rocking the bed without him. He grabbed her and pulled her down to
him, crushing her mouth to his as he thrust his hips upward, driving his cock
deeper into Gage’s willing mouth. A roar erupted from his chest, and Gage
stopped abruptly, but the slick warmth of his tongue was replaced by the condom
sheathing him. As soon as it was on, Travis lifted Kylie’s hips and surged up
into her. Hard.

“Fuck
me, Kylie. Ride my cock,” he pleaded. Kylie clasped their hands together, her
fingers twining with his and pressing them into the mattress as she began
rocking back and forth on his dick, while Travis got lost in her beautiful
body, merely watching her move.

She
was so fucking beautiful. Her creamy skin gleamed in the yellow glow, her face
reflecting every emotion clearly as she took her pleasure from him.

“That’s
it, baby.” Travis had control of her hands, so he pulled his farther up the
bed, forcing her to lean down against him, giving Gage the angle he needed.

Kylie
didn’t stop moving, even when Gage fully penetrated her. Her moans intensified,
her eyes closed, and she continued to rock between them as both Gage and Travis
found the perfect rhythm, alternating thrusts so she was taking them separately
at first.

When
Gage leaned forward, more of his weight pushing Travis into the mattress, Kylie
stopped moving, Gage’s motion alone pushing Travis deeper inside of her. They
were perfectly still for long seconds as both Gage and Travis buried deeper.

“It’s
so good,” she moaned, seemingly content just to feel their cocks pulse inside
of her.

As
he held himself up with one hand, Gage slid the other under Kylie’s chin,
forcing her head back until her back was bowed, shifting the angle, allowing
Travis to go in even farther. As he lay underneath their combined weight,
Travis surged his hips upward as soon as their mouths touched. Gage didn’t
release her mouth as the both began pounding their hips, punishing thrusts that
had her moans getting louder, her hands squeezing Travis’ fingers. She was so
damn close.

Neither
of them stopped until her sweet little body clamped down like a velvet vice,
gripping, sucking, milking. Travis erupted inside of her as Gage continued to
pound into her ass, once, twice, again. A low rumble reverberated through the
room as Gage rode out his orgasm, his mouth still crushed to Kylie’s.

It
didn’t get much hotter than that.

♀♀

“I’m
so glad you could meet. I’m starving, and I was about to go out of my mind
sitting at the house by myself,” Zoey greeted when Kylie joined her at the
table in the little diner.

The
place was adorable and so country, Kylie felt right at home. The rustic wood
walls with the various signs, some purchased and some – like the street signs –
probably stolen by one misfit or another, made the place welcoming and cozy.

“Kaleb’s
at work?” Kylie asked, unwrapping the plastic silverware from the paper napkin
and placing them all back on the table.

“Yes,”
Zoey said with what sounded like disappointment.

Kylie
must’ve had a questioning look because she continued talking, “It’s not that I
don’t want him working, it’s just that I don’t know what to do with myself. I
closed my little cleaning business when I became a partner in the resort and
now I’m just ready to get back to work.”

“Ladies.”

At
the interruption, Kylie looked up to see a pretty young waitress who didn’t sound
at all happy to be serving them. Glancing back and forth between Zoey and the
woman, it didn’t appear any love was lost between the two.

“Do
you know what you want?” Zoey asked Kylie, and she looked so hopeful, she
didn’t even want to take the time to look at the menu.

“Do
you have a house salad?” she asked the woman standing at the end of the table.

“Yup,”
was the one word answer.

“I’ll
take that. With Ranch dressing, please.”

“And
let me guess, you want chicken strips, French fries, and a salad with Ranch
dressing?” the woman asked as she glared at Zoey.

“Hmm,
I was kind of thinking about the chicken fried steak.” There was a lengthy
pause as Zoey appeared to be thinking. “Nah, you’re right. I’ll have that. And
iced tea. Thanks.”

“Just
water for me,” Kylie added when the woman’s steely glare transferred her way.

Once
the waitress was out of earshot, Zoey grinned. “Sorry about that. I don’t think
Rachel’s all that fond of me because I’m bedding one of the Walker brothers.”

Kylie
chuckled. “By the ring on your finger, I’d say it’s a little more than that.”

Zoey
giggled in turn and then leaned forward, lowering her voice, “Just wait. The
second she finds out you’ve snagged one too, steam’s going to come out of her
ears. I mean, it’s glacier cold in here when V and I come together.”

The
waitress, Rachel Talbott was her name according to Zoey, was about as friendly
as a rogue wasp, but the meal progressed anyway. They received their drinks
while they chatted about the progress being made on Gage’s house. When Kylie
wasn’t answering various questions about the house, Zoey was going on and on
about V and Zane, who were apparently blissfully happy these days.

Who
knows how long they had been talking when Zoey’s salad arrived. While she ate,
Kylie asked about some of the details of her own house. Zoey was more than
happy to ramble on and on. Apparently, the woman was starving for attention.

The
chatter continued while they ate, but it wasn’t until their meals arrived that
the real conversation took place. With her nerves fluttering, Kylie tossed the
lettuce in her salad around with her fork as she said, “So, I’ve got a question
for you.”

“Shoot,”
Zoey said as she wiped her mouth with her napkin before picking up her plastic
fork again. “I’m an open book.”

That’s
what Kylie feared.

She
took a bite, using a full mouth as an excuse to gather a little more of her
courage. When Zoey continued to stare at her, she knew she had to ask.

“What’s
your relationship with Gage? Did the two of you date previously or something?”

Zoey
put her fork down on her plate and leaned back in her chair. “Gage hasn’t
talked to you?”

“Should
he?”

“No,”
Zoey shook her head back and forth and leaned forward once again. She seemed a
little more fidgety than she had before. “Not necessarily. I just thought…”

“Thought
what?”

“I
don’t know, I just thought he’d say something.” Zoey glanced down at her plate
and then back, nothing but warmth shining in her eyes. “Gage and I didn’t date,
but we have had what could probably be defined as a relationship. Ever since
Kaleb and I started… well, you know.” Zoey’s hand waved around like she was
hoping Kylie would know what she was referring to.

She
simply shook her head, wanting Zoey to continue.

That’s
when Zoey sucked in a deep breath, looked her right in the eyes and said, “Ever
since Kaleb and I started having sex, we’ve had some threesomes with Gage.”

Kylie
was pretty sure she stopped breathing, and it was possible the Ranch dressing
she’d eaten was curdling in her stomach. She leaned forward, fighting the
unexpected tears that threatened. “Are you still sleeping with him?”

Zoey’s
head jerked up, her hair falling behind her shoulder. “No, oh my God, no. I’m sorry,
that’s not how I meant it.” There was an awkward pause and then Zoey continued,
“Gage hasn’t joined us for a long time. Well, I guess not since my bachelorette
party in Vegas back in December.”

A
tingle of relief overshadowed the sudden nausea, but Kylie still didn’t like
what she heard. Remembering how Zoey and Gage were so touchy feely with one
another had her stomach churning violently.

“Kaleb
and I decided to try and get pregnant earlier this year after we got married,”
Zoey explained. “We chose not to have any more threesomes at that point.”

Kylie
wasn’t even sure how she was supposed to respond, although she wanted to thank
Zoey for answering her question, even if it wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

“Gage
hasn’t said anything,” Kylie managed to choke out. “I’ve just seen how close
the two of you seem when you’re around each other, and I thought, maybe…”

Zoey
reached over and surprised Kylie when she touched the back of her hand. “Look,
what happened between us is in the past. If it’s any consolation, I’ve never
seen Gage act the way he does when he’s with you. That goes for Travis too.”

For
some reason, that news didn’t make her feel any better. She was hurt that Gage
wouldn’t have thought to share that sort of thing with her. She was angry at
herself for asking. And worst, she was so confused because she’d never done
anything like this before, hadn’t even considered that this might be a frequent
occurrence with Gage.

Or
that she would have to interact with women who had been with him.

“Were
Kaleb and Gage…?” Kylie let the words die off, but she met Zoey’s eyes.

She
must’ve known what Kylie was thinking because Zoey shook her head. “No, things
between Kaleb and Gage weren’t like that. Kaleb isn’t…” Zoey seemed to be
trying to find the words. “Kaleb isn’t interested in men, and honestly, I never
got the impression Gage was interested in Kaleb that way. In fact, until
recently, I didn’t know Gage was into men at all.”

Kylie
picked up her water and took a sip. Put it down. Stared at it as though it held
all the answers.

“Kylie,”
Zoey said, waiting until she looked up to continue. “What Travis and Gage have
done in their pasts doesn’t have to define your relationship with them. They’ve
had some very untraditional interactions from what I’ve heard, but what they’ve
found with you and each other has never happened to them. At least not that I
know of.”

Kylie
hadn’t even considered that Travis had spent the better part of his life in
relationships such as this one. He must’ve been with other women and men together,
maybe alone as well. And here she was thinking this was special, and the three
of them together had just clicked into place.

Her
stomach cramped up as she stared down at the salad she’d hardly touched.

God,
she was so naïve.

And
the pain in her chest was not a good sign. She was pretty sure her heart was
breaking all over again.

♂♀

“Hey,
Travis. Do you know where my sister is?”

Travis
looked up from his computer screen to see Jessie standing in his office.
Glancing behind her, he automatically sought out the twins, but it appeared she
was alone.

Glancing
down at his watch, then back up at her. “She’s having lunch with Zoey right
now. Why? Everything ok?”

Jessie
took a tentative step forward, and he motioned for her to take a seat. Funny,
she didn’t seem like the nervous type, but there was clearly something
bothering her now.

“It’s,
ummm…”

Travis
waited, thinking she’d continue, but when she didn’t he lifted an eyebrow,
wondering if the scrutiny of his gaze would have the same impact on her as it
did most people. He was impressed when she didn’t squirm, however, she didn’t speak
up either. “What’s up, Jessie?”

He
was about ten seconds from storming out of the office and heading right to the
twins’ house and laying into them. If they broke this girl’s heart already,
which he fully expected they were going to do, he was going to beat them to a
pulp.

“It’s…
Well, it’s my dad,” she muttered, making eye contact on the last word.

That
got Travis’ attention, and he sat up straight. “Is he ok?”

“Well,
that depends.”

Travis
never had done well with half ass sentences, but he bit his tongue and waited
as patiently as he could for her to finish. “On?”

“Well,
he’s kinda coming here,” she told him in a rush.

“Here?
As in Coyote Ridge? Or here as in my office?” Travis suddenly wasn’t sure he
was ready to meet Kylie’s father although he’d been giving it some thought over
the last few days.

“He
said he was making a surprise visit. He knew Kylie was working on a house here,
and he just called to tell me he was on the way.”

“So
why didn’t you call Kylie?” he asked.

“I
did. She’s not answering her phone.”

As
though she’d magically answer just because he called, Travis grabbed his cell
phone and dialed. The phone didn’t even ring, just went straight to voicemail,
which meant Kylie had turned it off. Probably so she could have lunch with Zoey
without interruption. She’d seemed so excited about meeting with Kaleb’s wife,
had talked about it for the last couple of days.

“If
you’ll tell me where they are, I’ll try to track her down,” Jessie said, her
voice regaining some of its original conviction.

“She’s
at the little diner in town,” he told her.

“What’s
the name? Or will I just know.”

Travis
smiled. They didn’t call the diner by its given name since it was the only one
in town. “Ma’s Diner,” he answered, thinking that the name sounded strange on
his lips.

“Thanks,”
Jessie said as she jumped to her feet and turned toward the door. “Oh, and,
Travis?”

He
met her gaze from across the small space. “Yeah?”

“I
kinda accidentally let it slip that Kylie was married. Yeah… So… Well, I just
wanted you to know.” With that, Jessie took off out of the office, the screen
door slamming behind her.

Travis
was surprised he heard it over the roaring in his ears.

Ok.

Well,
shit
.

There
was no way this was going to go well.

Ten
minutes later, Travis was pulling into the diner beside Kylie’s red Chevy. A
couple of seconds after that, he was walking inside to find her.

“Hey,
Travis,” Rachel said when she met him at the door. “Table for one?”

“No.
Thanks. I’m actually just looking for someone.”

“Oh.
Ok. Well, let me know if you need anything,” she said sweetly and then
sauntered off without looking back.

The
place wasn’t all that big, so it only took Travis a minute to find Kylie
sitting in a booth in the back. Both Zoey and Jessie were sitting across from her,
and the horrified expression on her face said Jessie had already shared the wonderful
news.

Shit.

On
the way over, Travis had called Gage and let him know what was going down. He
told him that he might want to have a first aid kit handy because he had no
idea how her father was going to take this. Considering he didn’t know whether
Jessie had given the man any backstory, he wasn’t sure what he should expect.
Then again, either way, if it had been his daughter and he’d learned that she
was married, well, Travis would pound heads first and ask questions later.

“Why
would you do that, Jessica?” Kylie’s voice was hysterical and based on the fact
that she used her sister’s full name, Travis figured this wasn’t going to be a
happy reunion.

“”I
don’t know. I was… I was mad. He was yelling at me and telling me that I was
not acting like a responsible adult. I just wanted him to focus on something
else.”