Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
He kept going until he reached ten. “Ten.” I cried out. Whether it was from pleasure or pain, I didn’t know. The pleasure had only intensified with every fucking hit, but the stinging of the belt got worse, too.
“That’s for being so fucking hot,” he muttered.
I heard him toss the belt somewhere across the room, and suddenly, his hands were rubbing my ass in soothing circles, slowly ebbing away the stinging sensation. I softly whimpered. This was perfect. I loved every fucking minute of it.
Why was he so afraid to do this with me yesterday? So far, he hadn’t shown me any reason that I couldn’t trust him. He was being perfect in every way. I knew I could trust him not to hurt me.
He flipped me back over and ran his eyes over my body. “You have no idea how hot you look when you’re tied up like this,” he said, breathing harshly. “For fuck’s sake, it’s so hard to control myself.” I turned my head to the other side, glancing up at him. His eyes were tormented, like he was fighting demons inside of himself. He fought it down though and opened his nightstand drawer, pulling out a vibrator. I licked my lips. “Roll back over,” he commanded, kissing me softly.
I rolled back over onto my stomach. He grabbed my knees and positioned me so that my ass was in the air, and my chest was still flat on the bed. I felt something cool and moist being rubbed over my clit, and I moaned. Son of a bitch, this was fucking amazing.
He pushed a finger inside of me, and I tensed, not expecting the intrusion. No matter how many times we fucked, I was still tight. He rubbed my back with his other hand soothingly. “Relax, baby. I promise it’ll feel better. You just have to relax for me.”
I forced myself to do as he said, and he pumped his finger in and out. Immense pleasure coursed through me almost immediately, and I moaned, throwing my head back. He quickly removed his fingers and replaced them with the tip of the vibrator. I hissed a breath through my teeth, relaxing my body.
Once the vibrator was all of the way in, he turned it on, and I moaned loudly, arching my back in a way I hadn’t known was possible. He removed the vibrator after I came all over my thighs, his dick quickly replacing its spot in my pussy, and he began to fuck me hard. He used one hand to hold my hips in place, to keep them from moving forward with his thrusts, and his other hand ran over my body, pinching my clit, my nipples, rubbing soothing circles over my sore ass.
“You won’t come until I tell you to, do you understand?”
“Yes,” I gasped out. How the fuck did he think I was supposed to manage that? Who the fuck had the power to hold back their orgasms, especially with a sex god like Travis pumping into their cunt?
He began pushing harder and going faster, all the while still playing with the most sensitive parts of me. I felt myself getting ready to come, and I began breathing even harder. “I – I can’t—”
He stopped spanking me and touching me. I whined, but then, he reached around and roughly squeezed my breast. “Come,” he ordered.
I did, my body shuddering from the force of my climax. He slowly slid out of me, wrapping an arm around me to keep me from collapsing. He rolled us onto our sides and laid on the bed beside me, pulling me up beside him and into his arms. We were both slicked in sweat, but I felt like that was the best damn sex he had ever given me.
“I haven’t let myself go like that in a couple of years,” he murmured a few minutes later after we both had our breathing under control and he had released my arms from their binds.
I could tell, and as I looked into his eyes, I could still see the torment lying within them. Doing this to me was taking its toll on him, but he had to overcome his fears, had to overcome his desire to hurt people, especially women.
“You didn’t lose control,” I said softly. “I’m glad you decided to do that with me. You did great.”
He pushed my sweaty hair back from my face and kissed the tip of my nose. I smiled softly at his small act of affection. Travis was definitely something else.
“That was just a preview of what happens when I lose control of my anger,” he confessed. “I was already pissed off when I came home from talking to my lawyer, and then, I found out that you had fought Leanne. I’m not pissed that it was her you fought. I’m glad someone took it upon themselves to beat her ass. However, I’m pissed that it was you that fought her because you’re pregnant, Katie, and I don’t want you to lose this baby.” He drew in a deep breath. “Leanne miscarried before she went on birth control, and it was severely painful, not only for me but her as well. I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle seeing you in that kind of pain. It hurts you not only physically, but emotionally, too. It’s hard to recover from the loss of your child.”