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)
“How in the hell is it that every time we have sex, it seems to get better and better?” Travis eventually asked as we lay in bed together later that evening after showering.
I shrugged. “I don’t know, but I sure as hell don’t mind it,” I murmured, closing my eyes. “I’m really sleepy.”
He flipped us over so he was laying on his back, and my head was on his chest. He wrapped one arm around my back to hold me to him, and he placed his other hand on my hip. “Go to sleep, baby. I’ll be here when you wake up in the morning; I promise.”
I smiled at the thought of waking up beside him and closed my eyes. Travis made me feel safe and secure. I was in so deep with him already, and it had only just begun.
The last thing I heard before I fell asleep was, “you’re doing crazy things to my heart, baby girl.”
15
When I woke up, Travis was still beside me, staring up at the ceiling. There was a glass of water and a pill on the nightstand with saltine crackers. A small smile tugged at my lips. He knew I would need them first thing this morning. How did I get so lucky to get pregnant by a guy that cared so much?
I stretched, groaning as my muscles popped, and Travis looked over at me. “Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured. I watched as he sat up and grabbed the pill and water off of the nightstand, handing them to me. “Take it.”
I did as he said with no complaints, already beginning to feel my stomach churn. Once I had finished the glass of water, I laid back down, and Travis laid back down beside me, propped up on his elbow. He ran his hand over my hip. “Your ass is bruised where I spanked you yesterday,” he said softly, rubbing his hand over the curve of my ass.
I shrugged. “It doesn’t hurt, so I’m not worried about it.” He frowned. I shot him a pointed look. “So, you shouldn’t be either. Stop letting it get to you.”
He sighed and kissed me softly. I knew he didn’t want to let it go, but he stopped talking about it, knowing arguing with me on the subject would be practically useless. “Come on. Let’s go get a shower, and then we can go downstairs and have some breakfast. Luke texted me and said Grace is making a large breakfast for everyone.”
I groaned. “I bet that includes that bitch, Leanne, doesn’t it?”
I really didn’t want to be in the same room as her, much less eat with her. I was not a morning person at all, and I could be bitchier than normal if you fucked with me too early in the day. I knew shit was going to go down again if she decided to open her big mouth.
“Yes, it includes her, but hopefully, she won’t be here much longer. I’ve got my lawyer drawing up a restraining order against her. I’ve tried getting her to leave, and so has Luke, Ryan, and Grace, but she’s dead set on getting me back, meaning she wants to stay here. Without using physical force that could get me sent to jail, she’s not going anywhere until legal action has been taken.”
I slid out of bed. “Well, it’s not happening,” I muttered. “She’s not getting you back if I have anything to do with it.”
When we got in the shower, Travis wasted no time lifting me up against the wall and pushing into me slowly. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him. I would never get tired of shower sex with him. I loved the way the water ran over both of us and the way he could hold me up without bracing himself or me against the wall. Although he could fool you into thinking he wasn’t, Travis was strong, fit, and toned. It was such a turn on seeing him use sheer strength to hold me up sometimes.
He slid out of me slowly and then pushed back in at the same speed. “Travis, you’re killing me,” I whimpered. Fuck, he knew how much I hated being slowly fucked.
“We had rough sex yesterday, baby. Right now, I want to take my time with you. I want to watch you come apart for me, to watch the ecstasy slide across your face as you come around my cock. I want to watch you fall apart in my arms.”
I panted as he continued his torturous speed, yet still drawing me closer and closer to my orgasm. “Look at me,” he rumbled once he noticed I was beginning to fall apart at the seams.
I opened my eyes, looking into his, and he pushed into me, twisting his hips a certain way that made me convulse around him. “Travis!” I sobbed, throwing my head back.