Precious - Roe Horvat Page 0,39
your father’s reaction to me today, he’ll cooperate.”
Powerless, Travis stared at Micah’s mouth, a flash of teeth as he bit his lip.
“Thank you for the offer. It’s very generous. I’ll think about it,” Micah said quietly after a while, unusually formal.
He might as well have punched Travis in the stomach.
“You’re safe here, Micah. I’d never hurt you.”
A sad smile. “I know.”
He’s not leaving yet. I have three more days to make love to him.
Maybe, if Micah stayed and they got to know each other…maybe then.
Micah acted distant for the rest of the day, and Travis gave him space. He didn’t push when Micah said he wanted to go for a walk alone.
“I’ll stay close to the chalet. Don’t worry.”
Just the same, Travis spent those thirty minutes sitting in the kitchen, staring out the window. He was pathetic.
In the evening, after showering alone, Micah came to the bedroom naked, and Travis’s heart surged. He set the laptop aside, not giving a damn about the unfinished email that might or might not get saved, and he tugged Micah into his arms.
“I missed you today,” he murmured against Micah’s lips.
“I’m sorry. I just needed to clear my head. But I missed you too.”
Micah tugged Travis’s T-shirt off, then his sweats, and Travis sighed with relief when their naked bodies touched from head to toe.
“I can smell your desire, darling.”
“The waves come slower now. We have time.”
“What do you want?”
“Kiss me.”
Travis feasted on Micah’s mouth, under his ear, down his neck, running his hands all over the satiny skin, everywhere he could reach. Micah’s fingers wrapped around his erection, and he moaned with the gentle touch.
After a couple of minutes, Micah disentangled himself and rose to his knees, holding the headboard and pushing his ass out. Travis stared, entranced as Micah’s hips swayed sensually, the perfect round curve of his ass pronounced. Was he even aware of how seductive he looked?
“Breed me, Travis, please,” he whispered, and Travis’s cock pulsed.
He scrambled up and knelt behind Micah, caressing his perfect ass cheeks and tracing his slim waist, the line of his back. He ran his fingers through Micah’s exposed crease, over his pink, glistening pucker, all soft and pliant, slick trickling out over the smooth taint.
“Have I told you how gorgeous your ass is?”
“Don’t tease, Travis.”
“Not teasing. Savoring.”
“I need your cock, Travis, please.”
Travis rubbed circles on those supple ass cheeks and ran his thumbs over Micah’s opening.
“Perfect, beautiful ass, ready and wet.”
“Fuck me!” Micah whined.
With his knees spread, Travis pushed into Micah’s body in one forceful thrust. At this angle, his cockhead glided along the front wall of Micah’s hole, over his gland, until it reached the mouth to the womb.
“Like this, sweetheart?”
Micah only groaned with pleasure.
Travis teased the trembling bud with the crown of his cock, and Micah arched into his hold, straining to impale himself.
“Fuck, you’re needy. So hot and slick.”
He gripped Micah’s hips and watched his cock disappear between those flawless, round muscles over and over, his cockhead kissing Micah’s inner opening on every thrust.
“Travis! Please!”
“Why, Micah? Why do you need it?” Travis asked, feeling guilty as soon as the words left his lips. Micah had left him alone and in doubt today, and Travis longed for a reassurance he had no right to demand.
“Your cum…please. Want to keep it.”
“You’re insatiable, love. Amazing, horny hole.” The soft pouch in Micah’s belly quivered against the tip of his cock. The fear of losing Micah was driving Travis crazy with want. It sharpened his vision, making everything raw and rich in color. Senseless words poured out of him. “Maybe you want more than just my cum. Maybe your greedy womb needs a proper fucking?”
One hard thrust and Travis breached the barrier easily, and Micah cried out. The flesh around Travis’s cockhead spasmed, and Travis gritted his teeth against the need to come. Gathering scraps of his self-control, he sank deeper into the tight channel. The base of his cock tingled, but he held back, even when Micah struggled to get him deeper.
“Not getting my cum yet, my sweet nympho. You need a good hard fucking first.”
He pulled out of the soft mouth and shoved inside again a few times, increasing the tempo. With every thrust, the little channel tried to hold on to him, sucking on his cock, while Micah’s hole clenched around the base. Micah threw his head back and wailed, his hands rattling the headboard.
There was something forbidden and vicious in the act. Travis fucked the sacred place in Micah’s core, where