Nicole Edwards - Travis

She liked the idea if her increased pace was anything to go by. Kylie began rocking faster, her breaths becoming more labored, her body coated in a fine sheen of perspiration.

“Do you, baby? Do you want to feel us fucking you at the same time?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Yes, I want you to fuck me at the same time.”

Travis continued to rock with her, but Gage knew he wasn’t going to penetrate her. If he was right, and he was fairly certain that he was, she’d never had a man take her like that, let alone two.

“Not right now, baby. But soon. I promise.” Travis continued to speak as Gage began thrusting his hips upward, driving into her as she slid down on him. The momentum went from long and slow to shallow and fast, all three of them sweating from the exertion.

Gage gripped Kylie’s hips, trying not to dig his fingers into her as he fought the urge that was building, drawing his balls up close to his body. “Fuck,” he uttered, barely holding himself back.

“I’m –” Kylie didn’t even get the words out before her muscles stiffened, her legs locking, her pussy clamping down on his cock. Gage surged up into her one last time, coming at the same time she did, not a single sound in the room other than their rapid panting.

After all, her sister was in the other room.

♂♀

Travis would be willing to endure the wrath of Kylie’s sister first thing in the morning if this was what he got to walk into afterward. As Kylie and Gage succumbed to their orgasms, Travis slipped down onto the mattress, his cock stiff and aching as he began to stroke insistently.

And if he thought he couldn’t be more astounded than he had been when he walked in to see Kylie fucking Gage, when she maneuvered between his legs, replacing his hand with her mouth, he thought his brain might just explode out through his ears.

The need was too great for him to be sweet and gentle, but the wicked gleam in her eyes said she wasn’t expecting him to. Travis slid his fingers into her hair, tightening them firmly and began to thrusting his hips up into her mouth. He controlled the depth and speed, her tongue and throat handled the rest.

“Fuck, baby,” he mumbled, trying to keep his voice low so as not to alert her sister. “Suck my cock, baby. That’s it.”

Travis could see Gage from his peripheral vision and the man looked totally blissed out. Travis knew he’d be right there with him in about two minutes.

“Fuck, yes. Kylie. Baby.” Travis held her head firmly, pulling her close and driving up into her mouth at the same time. She wasn’t struggling, so he didn’t slow as he used her mouth relentlessly.

Just the idea of fucking her sweet ass while Gage was deep inside her pussy had him clinging to what little control he possessed. And the second they came together, Travis thought he might’ve just managed to climax without any sort of stimulation other than Kylie’s soft skin along the length of his cock as he dry-humped her from behind.

And now she was pushing his limits with her sweet, sweet mouth. “Baby, I’m gonna come.” He wanted to come in her mouth, but shit, he didn’t know her limits yet. “If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, tell me.” She met his eyes but didn’t stop. “Tell me, baby. I can’t hang on much longer. Can I come in your mouth?”

When she nodded, Travis returned to watching his dick slide in and out of her succulent mouth. The sharp tingle flared in his spine, rapidly racing upward until he bucked one last time, holding her head, but releasing some of the tension so she could pull away if necessary. His cock swelled and then exploded. Tossing his head back on the pillow, he held her to him as his orgasm seemed to go on forever. Finally releasing her, Travis dropped his hand and nearly wept when she eased him from her mouth and gently laved him with her tongue before sliding up his body and pressing her lips to his.

And if he hadn’t seen it coming, Travis realized right then and there that he was in deep, deep shit.

The mattress shifted as Gage got up and left the bed only to return a few seconds later. He crawled back in, pulled the blankets up over them and then wrapped his arms around Kylie who was lying between them. Travis was tempted to close his eyes, but he didn’t.

“What time is it?” he asked a few minutes later when Kylie’s breathing slowed, her arm limp on his chest.

“Seven thirty,” Gage answered.

“Shit.” Travis didn’t try to sit up, but he realized he had a meeting at eight thirty that wasn’t going to take place because he was a solid hour away and not in any hurry to run out on Kylie at the moment.

“What’s up?”

“Meeting.”

“What time?”

“In an hour,” he told Gage as he lightly caressed Kylie’s arm. Up, down. Up, down. Over and over, the satiny feel of her skin calming him.

“When are we heading back?”

Never? Since that answer wouldn’t go over well and should have Travis questioning his own sanity, he said, “An hour, maybe?”

Gage moved closer, causing Kylie to adjust between them. It was almost as though she knew they both needed her, that they both wanted her warmth, because she turned and realigned herself so they were both right up against her.

Yeah, Travis could get used to this.

A short while later, Travis was opening his eyes once again, the morning sun now shining down rather than sideways which meant the day was quickly progressing and as much as he wanted to sleep the day away with them both, he knew he had to get home. The last thing he needed was his brothers ridiculing him because he was suddenly slacking off on the job.

Travis cuddled closer to Kylie, partly because he wanted to be close to her, partly because he was hoping she would stir. He wasn’t about to leave without saying goodbye, but he needed to get going.

“Baby,” he whispered against her ear and she stirred a little more.

“Hi,” she said with a smile, her hand clutching his chest and making his heart squeeze a little more. Ten years without this made it damn hard to want to go without for even five minutes.

“I need to head out. I’ve got some things to take care of today.”

“Ok,” she mumbled, but then she jumped, as though she just remembered something. Her warmth disappeared as she flipped over, facing Gage.

“Before you leave, I wanted to tell you that I want to take the job. If you’ll still have me, that is.”

“Baby, I’ll take you any way I can get you,” he replied, his voice hoarse from sleep.

The topic of their conversation reminded Travis that Gage’s house was now crispy, and he’d lost everything he had worked so hard for. All of his material possessions gone. It also gave him an idea, and he made a mental note to stop by his parents’ house once he was back in Coyote Ridge.

Shit. And that meant he had to go dig his truck out of the ditch. Realizing that the day was going to get away from him fast if he didn’t get a move on, Travis rolled out of bed, once again pulling on his clothes, this time getting his shirt although he’d much rather see Kylie in it.

Then again, he had plenty more she could choose from. Especially when he invited her to his place.

♀♂

Kylie thought her heart would shrivel as soon as Travis and Gage walked out her front door, but with so many things to do, she hadn’t had time to think about anything other than getting things in order.

She had a few more days with Jessie in town, but then she was going to go stay in Coyote Ridge so she could start working on Gage’s house. They’d had a brief conversation before he left that morning about plans. Since he didn’t offer for her to come stay with him, she figured she would have to seek out a hotel in the area so she’d be fairly close. She’d been so busy finishing up the plans for the house that she hadn’t had a chance to call any.

Now that she had a few minutes to spare, she figured she’d reacquaint herself with her friend Google. A good friend who never let her down, she pulled up the search engine and got ready to search for hotels in the area when her cell phone rang.

“Daddy!” she greeted her father with the same excitement she always did when he called, which had seemed to be less and less lately.

“How’s my little girl?” She found it amusing that he still referred to her as his little girl, although she had a younger sister. Since he referred to Jessie as baby girl, Kylie figured it was only fair. And endearing.

“Better now that you called. Where are you?”

“La Guardia.”

Her father was an airline pilot, and because he had moved to Dallas a few years ago to be closer to his then girlfriend – now fiancé – she didn’t get to see him as often as she would like. Although she got along brilliantly with Melissa, the lovely woman who had walked into her father’s life three years earlier and effectively changed him for the better, there were times when Kylie was just a tad bit jealous of the woman.

Not quite to the extent Jessie was, but she still longed for the times she’d spent with her father when she was younger. Mostly after her mother abandoned them not long after Travis had shattered her heart to pieces. Needless to say, that hadn’t been a good year for her.

Not that she would ever let her father know that she had any concerns whatsoever. He deserved to be happy and Melissa apparently made him very, very happy.

“Will you be home soon?”

“Tomorrow. Why? You coming to see your old man?”

“Not yet. Remember that job I told you about? Down closer to Austin? Well, I’m taking it so I’m going to be busy for a few weeks.”