Nicole Edwards - Travis

Crushing his mouth down on hers, he pressed his body into hers, letting his cock slide between her bare thighs. She was still dressed, which he vowed to rectify in just a minute, but for now he wanted to taste her sweetness. She was kissing him like she didn’t have a care in the world, and he wasn’t ready to relinquish her mouth at this point.

Travis heard Gage as he moved around the room. He could only assume he was putting those restraints in place, and the idea of Kylie tied to the bed ratcheted up his hunger another notch. Delving into her mouth, they explored one another as though they were making up for the years they’d lost along the way.

Travis fully intended to make up for lost time for as long as she would let him. At this point, he was thinking forever sounded pretty damn good to him, although that might just freak her out a little. Hell, it should have freaked him out.

It didn’t.

His head spun from the lust this woman induced, and he closed his eyes. Shit, she was like a drug. One he’d become addicted to and after ten years of rehab, he found he still couldn’t deny the need.

Kylie broke the kiss and Travis pulled back a little, a surge of adrenaline flooding his bloodstream when he saw Gage taking one of her hands and easily maneuvering the novelty restraints around her wrist. She wasn’t pulling away. Quite the contrary, actually. There was a brilliant sparkle in her baby blue eyes.

“Wait,” he told them, and they both abruptly turned to stare at him like he’d lost his mind.

He could assure them that he had. No doubt about it.

Only he had a reason for stopping them now, and it had nothing to do with the crazy thoughts running through his head. “I need to get her naked first.”

See, no craziness in that.

Almost as quickly as he’d removed his own clothes, Travis had Kylie stripped bare, and he stared down at her, probably as shell shocked as Gage.

“When the hell did you have time to do that?” Travis blurted.

Kylie giggled again. “I told you I had an errand to run.”

Yeah, well. She could run her errands anytime she wanted to if she came back to him like that. Travis caressed the smooth, bare skin between her thighs as though he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful before. At some point during the day, Kylie had gotten waxed. Bare.

“Fuck,” Gage breathed.

Exactly.

Kylie’s head reared back on the pillow as he continued to trail his finger over her bare skin. “Don’t stop. Oh my God. It feels so good.”

Travis grinned.

She didn’t need to worry. He had absolutely no intentions of stopping.

Ever.

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Yes, Kylie had heard that being bare down there would cause heightened sensitivity, but she never imagined it would be like this. Travis was merely grazing the tip of his finger over the freshly waxed skin, and she was about ready to lose it. Then again, maybe it was a combination of Travis touching her and the sensitivity. She had no idea, but didn’t want it to stop, whatever the reason.

“Do you like that?” Travis asked as Gage reached for her wrist again.

Focusing on anything other than the gentle caress between her thighs was nearly impossible. Being restrained should’ve been enough to catch her attention, but when Gage had pulled out those restraints from his bag, the only thing she could think was “Yes, please.” Kylie had never been tied down before. Ok, she’d never done much of anything before, so this was a learning experience for her, and she was an eager student, more than ready to learn.

Before he reached for her leg, she moved it over toward the post at the bottom of the bed, making sure he knew she was a willing participant.

“Do you, Kylie? Do you like how this feels?” Travis repeated his question and Kylie opened her eyes to look at him.

“Yes. God, yes.” That was an understatement. The gentle rasp of his finger over her flesh was igniting a firestorm in her belly.

“Good,” he mumbled. “Then let’s see how this feels.”

The bed shifted, and Travis was moving down between her thighs. Gage moved on to her other leg which spread her wide. Now she alternated between watching Gage secure her and Travis using his fingers to separate the swollen, wet folds of her sex.

It was wildly erotic.

The overhead light wasn’t on, but they were bathed in a soft buttery glow from the lamps on the nightstand which somehow made this seem much more romantic than she thought it would. Not that she was looking for romance tonight. They’d had their fair share of touchy feely last night, and tonight… Tonight Kylie wanted to explode. If she stood half a chance of clearing those shadows from Gage’s beautiful brown eyes, this would be how to make it happen.

“Shit,” she cursed, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as Travis’ warm breath blew over her naked sex. He wasn’t in a hurry. She was trying not to be either, but it was damn hard considering how close she was to rapture already.

And they’d done little more than touch her at this point.

Then again, ever since she’d received Travis’ call early in the day and listened to the sweet surprise he was working on for Gage, she’d been primed and ready to go. Not only was she turned on by the intensity she saw in their eyes when they looked at her, but Kylie found their undeniable vulnerability worked for her also.

Not that either of them would admit to being vulnerable, but she saw it.

The tip of Travis’ warm tongue glided through her slick folds, the cool air from the air conditioner contrasting with the heat from his breath and forming goose bumps on her skin. Her nipples were diamond hard, begging for attention. Opening her eyes, Kylie found Gage standing beside the bed, lowering his jeans to his knees as he watched Travis perched between her thighs.

Never would she have thought that to be sexy, but watching Gage watching her set off another shower of sparks in her core.

“Mmm,” Travis moaned against her skin and she tried to close her legs to ease the sensation that was taking over her entire body, but she was unable to move more than an inch.

Her eyes were locked between her legs, and she didn’t look away until she noticed Gage’s huge, naked body standing at the foot of the bed by Travis. His hand swept over Travis’ back, getting his attention and the exquisite torture ceased momentarily.

“Move over,” Gage instructed and Travis got to his feet beside him, and then they both resumed positions between her thighs. There was some adjustments that had to be made because they didn’t fit side by side, so they twisted and turned until they were face to face mere inches from her sex.

“I –” Yeah, Kylie had no idea what the hell she was going to say and now it didn’t matter because she couldn’t feel her tongue or remember her where she lived.

She could feel rough fingers on her flesh, holding her open and then… And then…

“Oh God!” she screamed. Her muscles locked as her insides erupted in violent tingles, the feel of two tongues against hypersensitive skin was more than she could take. She was trembling violently, her body taking on a life of its own and she could do nothing more than watch as they took her to heights she never even knew existed.

Gage’s head came up, their eyes meeting as she stared down her own body, totally immobile and unable to get away from the sensual torture that didn’t stop even when she came.

“That’s it, baby,” Gage crooned. “It’s all about you tonight.”

Crap. Kylie wasn’t sure she could handle the intensity of both of them focused on her. But they seemed intent on driving her right out of her mind with pleasure.

As they continued to tease her with their tongues, one relentlessly circling her clit while the other drove into her pussy, she was tempted to figure out how they were managing. Thinking was impossible because her brain cells had been annihilated by the pleasure. That didn’t keep her from watching, the only time she stopped was when her head became too heavy to hold up.

The second they stopped, her muscles unlocked, and she dropped deeper into the mattress, enjoying the reprieve that she knew wouldn’t last long.

Movement occurred. Positions changed. And then Kylie was once again thrust into a maelstrom of heavenly sensation as hands and mouths roamed her entire body, from her collarbone to her toes. It was like a sensual massage, and she allowed herself to relax. A sigh must’ve escaped because Travis leaned in close to her face on his next pass up her body, his mouth hovering above hers.

“Taste yourself on my lips,” he whispered and she did. She took it to the next level too, licking around his mouth before sliding between his lips. The groan that tore from his chest sent a bolt of feminine power flashing inside of her. Even tied to the bed she had the ability to make him moan and the knowledge was more than a little empowering.

A low hum caught Kylie’s attention, but she couldn’t see what it was because Travis was blocking her view.

On purpose.

“Ready?”

No. No, she really wasn’t.

Kylie screamed, and Travis inhaled the sound, muffling her whimpers with his mouth as the vibration from what had to be her giant purple vibrator teased her clit. There was such a difference between someone else using it on her than her own hands. Especially because she couldn’t see what was about to happen and Travis’ delicious taste and skillful tongue was dragging her attention farther and farther away...

Her hips thrust up from the bed of their own volition as the pulsating head of the vibrator slid inside of her. She ripped her mouth from Travis’ in order to breathe because she was overwhelmed by spectacular, unadulterated euphoria.