My Cover Model (A Love Like That #1) - R.L. Kenderson Page 0,45
guy to do it just because he felt like he had to.
Travis slowly built me up with every kiss, lick, and stroke. When he put his lips on my clit again and sucked, I was ready for the sensation. And I was also ready to come.
I rotated my hips across his face and was almost there when Travis pulled away.
I opened my eyes to see him sitting up. “Wha—wh—why’d you stop?”
He tilted his head to the side and pretended to look confused. “I’m sorry. In the elevator, I said I was going to tease you if you teased me. You went for it, so I thought this was what you wanted.”
“Noooo,” I whined.
He grinned. “Revenge is a dish best served hot and wet.”
He picked up Tripp and turned it on. He studied it for a moment and then looked at me.
My eyes widened as I realized what he was going to do. He brought it down and put it directly on my sensitive clit.
I thrashed my head back and forth. I was so close.
He moved it away before I could come and pushed it into me. It didn’t feel as good there, but I supposed that was the point. He fucked me with Tripp for a few minutes and pulled it out and held it up.
“Look how fucking wet you are. Amazing.”
I would have blushed if I wasn’t so turned on.
I thrust my hips. “Please.”
He put the vibrator back between my legs. “Please what?”
He pushed it down on my clit again, and I knew I was going to orgasm in seconds.
He pulled it away.
“Noooo,” I cried again. “This isn’t fair. I’m sorry I teased you. Please let me come.”
Travis grinned, turned off Tripp, and stood. I’d forgotten he was still completely dressed, except for his shoes. He pulled off his shirt and pushed off his boxers and jeans. I moved to touch him, as he was hard and beautiful, but I was stopped by the ties.
“I want to touch you.”
He shook his head. “Not yet.”
He reached for a condom, and I watched him slowly roll it down his impressive length. I wasn’t sure, but I thought he was putting a show on for me.
It worked because I only wanted him more.
“You’re mean.” I pouted.
Travis just laughed.
He pushed my legs wide and knelt between them. He grabbed my vibrator again and turned it on. He thrust it in and out of me a couple of times and then pulled it out. “Are you ready?”
“I don’t know.” I didn’t know what he was going to do next.
He laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He pressed the toy down on my clit again, and despite my being afraid that he was going to pull it away, my climax was barreling down on me.
And, like a moron, I yelled out, “Oh shit, I’m going to come.”
“I know, sexy. Let it go.”
And, right before my orgasm hit, he thrust into me.
I came so hard that I actually saw stars, and I didn’t care if I passed out.
Thankfully, I didn’t faint, and I rode my orgasm for what felt like a full minute. It was glorious.
When my body finally relaxed, I felt like a limp noodle. I opened my eyes to see Travis grinning down on me.
“Hey, sexy.”
He untied my hands, and I used all my strength to run my fingers down his six-pack.
He twitched inside me, and I smiled.
“Your turn.”
Travis leaned over and kissed me as he began to thrust into me. He pushed an arm under one leg, bringing it to my chest, giving him access to go even deeper.
I moaned as he rode me to his own climax. I held on tight to him and enjoyed the pleasure. Even if I couldn’t come again, it still felt incredibly good.
And, as Travis came, I squeezed down on him in hopes that it would make his orgasm feel as amazing as mine had felt.
He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard and sweating.
I never wanted the weekend to end.
Twenty-Eight
Sydney
Travis got up to get rid of the condom in the bathroom, and I snuggled down under the covers.
I didn’t know if I should stay or go to my own room, but I told myself to worry about it after a few minutes. Travis wouldn’t mind me staying there and relaxing for a bit.
I heard the toilet flush and the sink turn on and off, and then Travis came out of the bathroom.