Yes.
Planting my hands on the wall in front of me, I arch my back and glance back at him as he presses his cock against my entrance and meets my gaze, sinking into me slowly. My lips part in a silent gasp as he stretches me, filling me completely with his length and his eyes hold me captive as he grips my hips and his fingers dig into my skin. The bite of pain sends a shiver down my spine and my heart hammers in my chest as he slowly pulls back before sinking into me again.
I’m hypnotized, entranced, and completely his.
He glances down to watch his cock sink into me again and his teeth sink into his lip as his grip tightens. Leaning over me, he presses a kiss to my shoulder before biting me in the same spot and I cry out, turning to the wall as I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of his push and pull.
“God, Rowan,” he whispers, pressing his forehead between my shoulder blades as he keeps the same pace but it’s not quite enough. I need more but he doesn’t care. Releasing my hip, he moves his hand up to my breasts and grabs it as he drives into me with a little more force and I moan, hoping it encourages him to give me more. It doesn’t. Instead, he pulls me upright until our bodies are almost one and reaches down between my legs to toy with my clit as he continues casually thrusting into me.
“Travis,” I beg, tears of desperation stinging my eyes and I reach over my head and thread my fingers through his hair. He groans in my ear, kissing my neck before he grabs my leg and lifts it up until my foot settles on the bench next to us. Gripping my hips again, he picks up the pace and the sound of slapping fills the bathroom as pleasure explodes through my body. I lean over and press my hands to the wall again as his ragged breath rushes over my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.
God, I love hearing how turned on he is and I absolutely love knowing that he’s just as desperate for me as I am for him. I love the fire in his eyes when he looks at me and the way he grabs me like he owns me but most of all, I love that I can let go with him. When we’re together, there is nothing else on my mind and I don’t worry about a single goddamn thing because I know, with more certainty than I’ve ever felt before, that Travis has got me.
“Where did you go, baby?” he asks, leaning over me and wrapping his fingers around my throat again. I shake my head as my eyes roll back into my head.
“Nowhere.”
He uses the hand around my throat to pull me back onto his cock as he surges forward and his other hand slips into my hair as he bites the top of my shoulder. “You going to come for me?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my pussy clenching at the thought and he groans again.
“Reach down between your legs, Princess,” he orders, his voice full of gravel as he releases a ragged breath in my ear. “I want to watch you play with your pretty little clit when you come.”
My skin aches everywhere, every inch of me begging to be touched as the delicious, frustrating pressure continues to build in my body. My legs shake and I do as I’m told, slipping my hand between my legs and pressing my fingers to my clit and he groans in my ear again.
“Hard?” he asks and I can’t nod “yes” fast enough. His dark chuckle is the only warning I get before he sets a merciless pace, pounding into me harder than ever before as I scream, struggling to stay on my feet. The hand around my throat disappears before clamping over my mouth and he nips at my ear lobe but doesn’t slow down or back off.
“Travis,” I cry into his hand as my body jerks with each thrust of his hips and just when I think I can’t take anymore, that I’m going to die from the pain and pleasure of it all, my body lets go. Spiraling into the abyss of my orgasm, my knees give out but Travis doesn’t let me fall as he wraps his arms around my body and holds me up as he continues driving into me until he stills and releases a loud, rumbling groan. He pours himself into me and I close my eyes, leaning back into his hold as I struggle to catch my breath. My entire body tingles with the aftermath of my release and I’m almost certain that there is no way I’ll be able to walk out of this shower.
“Baby,” he whispers into my hair, his chest heaving with heavy breaths as he nuzzles into me and warmth rushes through my chest at the gesture.
“I don’t think I can walk.”
He laughs. “Don’t worry. I got you.”
“I know you do,” I whisper, my thoughts from a moment ago rushing back to me as he sets me on my feet. He keeps his arm wrapped around me and lets me lean back against his body as he turns off the shower before guiding me out onto the mat. Grabbing a towel off of the rack, he wraps it around my body before turning me to face him.
“Still can’t walk?”
I shrug, peeking up at him with a smile. “I guess I can manage now.”
“Good,” he answers, pulling me into his arms. “Because I really do have a present for you but it’s in the bedroom.”
“You mean to tell me that wasn’t my present?” I ask with a laugh, pointing to the shower and he grins, wrapping his arms around me.
“You think my cock is a gift?”
I roll my eyes. “I didn’t say that.”
“Mmm, I think you did but no, that is not what I was talking about,” he answers and I pull back, narrowing my eyes at him.
“You got me a Christmas present?”
“Maybe. Guess you’ll have to get your ass in the room to find out,” he shoots back and before I can protest, he spins me toward the door and smacks my ass, urging me forward. My head spins as we walk back into the room and I throw my hair up in the towel before pulling one of his t-shirts over my head and plopping down on the bed. Once he has a pair of mesh shorts on, he walks over to me with a little red box in his hand and sits down next to me. I eye the gift in his hand.
“I didn’t know we were… I didn’t get you anything,” I tell him, my cheeks heating as I mentally kick myself for not picking up a little something for him. He shakes his head, his eyes melting me as he stares at me with something I can’t quite name. It makes my belly do a little flip. “You don’t need to get me anything.”
“I really should…”
“Here. Open it,” he says, interrupting me as he drops his gaze from mine and thrusts the box into my hand before I can protest any further.
Sucking in a breath, I nod and lift the lid off of the box, gasping. The necklace inside has a delicate chain and the most unique star pendant I’ve ever seen in my entire life. The main star has four points and the entire thing has what look like diamonds embedded in it while the second star in the back is pure metal and shifted to the left so it’s four points fill in the gaps left by the other star. It’s absolutely gorgeous and makes me think of the time my dad took us all camping and taught us about the North Star and how to use it to find our way home. Tears sting my eyes and I look up Travis.
“You like it?” he asks, chewing on his bottom lip. “It popped up in an ad when I was online and it just made me think of you…”
I flash him a wide smile despite my tears and lean forward, pressing my hand to his cheek as I seal my lips to his. His hand half slips into my hair and relief pours off of him as the kiss grows into something more. When he pulls away, my heart is racing and butterflies flutter around in my belly as he flashes me a silly grin.