“Then tell me what I want to hear, baby girl. You’re mine mine mine and that’s the only way you’re getting a goddamn thing from me.”
Fine. If he’s going to be punishing and crazy about it, then I’ll torture him right back. I’ll make him as crazy as he’s making me. I writhe against him, offering myself to him. “I want your big cock inside me, Travis, please. I’m so wet for you. I want you to fill me up with your hot cum.”
It’s one of his weaknesses. He sort of loses his mind when I talk dirty to him.
I hear the clink of his belt buckle as he unfastens it.
“Travis.” I reach blindly for him. I want to make him come. “Give it to me. Please.”
He manacles my wrists with one iron-strong hand. He lays himself over me so his cock slides against my wet, swollen pussy. I try to rub against him and squirm so I can get the broad end of his huge length inside me but he pins me down with his big body, glaring down at me with his eyes dark and his hair falling over his forehead.
He looks mean and dangerous and all I want in this world is for him to make me come. “Please, Travis.”
“Who do you belong to? Say it to me. That’s the only way you can have me. Say it.”
I’m fighting him, maybe, because I’m as stubborn as he is.
He parts the intimate folds of my pussy with his hot, thick, slippery length. Oh, God, I could come right now if he’d just let me squirm against him. But he holds himself—and me—infuriatingly still. “Don’t play me, Ruby. You’re trying to fucking rile me, aren’t you, baby girl? Well, it’s time you learned your lesson. Tell me what I want to hear.”
I look up into his darkly vivid eyes and I say it. Because it’s him and if he doesn’t give me what I need right now I’ll go mad. It’s true, after all, even if I don’t know how he did this so easily and it scares me to think about how true it is. It’s so true it could—it will—break me if he ever decides to walk away. But he’s here now and I want every inch of him, every heartbeat, every pulse and every sigh. “I’m yours, Travis,” I whisper. “Only yours. All yours.”
Through his fury I can see that my words spear straight to the deepest part of his emotion. And I realize at that moment as he thrusts his giant, bursting cock deep inside me, instantly triggering a tidal wave of pleasure so severe my body bucks and clenches with the overload, that Travis Tucker really loves me. That this big, lusty animal with his hard muscles and his pumping, spilling cock is making love to me as he fucks me. His lust and his love compound each other. I can feel his devotion, in his need and his desperation, as his release overtakes him.
We come hard, gripping each other as our bodies bond wetly in a slow, grinding frenzy of pleasure.
We lay like that for a long time, letting the ripples calm and ebb. He smooths my hair with his fingers. He kisses my face.
Then he pulls himself from my body in a rush of wet warmth.
For a while he just watches me, staring into my eyes.
“What happened to your father?” he finally says.
I’m not expecting the question. “He, uh, he had a heart attack. Five or six years ago.”
“That must have been hard.”
“It was. It felt like … he’d left us. We all needed him so much.” It’s strange to talk about it, but I find myself wanting to tell him. “Scarlett and Rose found their comfort from … well, men. Gigi buried herself in books. I wrote and played my music. It was my link to him. But we were never quite the same.”
“I’m sure.”
“What about your parents?” I’ve never heard him mention them.
“They died. Around six years ago.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It was a drunk driving accident. My father was the drunk driver.”
“Travis,” I whisper. “I’m so sorry.”
“So I get how hard it can be. My parents were always … free spirits. My dad had been having issues for a while. When we lost them, we all dealt with it in our own way. Vaughn got crazy, Kade got quieter and more introspective, Roxie won’t touch a drop of alcohol and she refuses to date anyone, and me, well, I cruised past it all. Not feeling much, just gliding along the surface.” He weaves his fingers through mine. “Until you. Now I’m feeling everything.”
I touch my fingers to his face. He’s so beautiful.
“It affects you in ways you don’t realize,” he says.
“Yes. For me, the world got emptier and it also got scarier. We felt like we’d lost our protector. I think that’s why my mother sent us to boarding school. So we’d at least have some supervision and some support.”
“You must have felt like you needed to rely on yourself a lot more. Like you had to dig in to your own grit.”
“That’s exactly how I felt. But … I had Chase. He was there for me when it happened. He helped me get through it. Until he left.”
Holy hell. I think I might have just had my first therapy session.
My father left me. And then Chase did.
That was how it seemed to me at the time.
Travis is getting me in a way that very few people ever have. His perceptiveness feels wildly connective. How can he get me and fix me and love me so effortlessly? Huskily he says, “I’m not going to leave you, honey.”
My heart skips a beat.
Because he just speared straight to the core of what holds me back.
I’m scared to love him because I’m scared he’ll leave me too.
My eyes fill with tears because he somehow just dug up the crux of all the pain and fear I’ve buried for a long time.
I want to try to explain this to him but he holds a finger over my lips. “You don’t have to say anything, Ruby. I understand. I actually do. But you should know that it’s my mission and my obsession: to convince you that I’m here for you and that I’m not leaving. I love you, baby, so much it’s making my head spin. I’m crazy in love with you. When I told you I started feeling something when you walked into my life, I meant that. You got under the surface like nothing and no one ever has. The only thing I care about is keeping you safe and happy and close to me. From that very first second, I knew. You hit me like a goddamn lightning bolt. And I know all this has happened fast and if you need time, that’s okay. But I’m ready. I’m fucking all in, darlin’. I want to marry you and make music and babies with you and give you everything you’ve ever wanted. I know that’s a lot to take in right now but it’s the truth. You can take all the time in the world to figure out whatever you need to figure out. But I’m going to be right here by your side as you do it. I’m not going anywhere. And you’re going to give me everything, including that little piece of your heart you keep hidden and protected. That’s the part I want most of all.”
He holds me as I cry. But these tears are cathartic. The more I let go of, the more exhausted I feel but also, in a different way, strangely stronger too. Tonight, he doesn’t ask me for anything more.
I’m going to have to make a choice. I’m either going to have to give myself to him in body and soul with no holds barred, or walk away. And I already know I can’t walk away from him. Of course I can’t. He’s already become as necessary to me as my own lifeblood. Travis Tucker has completely taken over every aspect of my success, my future and my life.