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)
Fuck, he knew he was driving me crazy.
He leaned his head down, and this time, he took my entire nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. With his other hand, he played with my other nipple. “Fuck, Travis,” I moaned.
“Do you like it when I do this?” he asked huskily, pulling my nipple and pinching it.
A shocked cry left my lips. “Oh, God, yes,” I whimpered.
He stood up and unsnapped the button on my jeans before he slid them down my legs, pulling my lacy panties down with them. A soft gasp ripped from my throat as he kissed the bottom of my foot, licking a sensitive spot that had me arching my back. His lips and tongue were like the devil as he made his way back up my leg before moving back down the bed to do the same thing to my other leg.
By then, I was practically begging for him to satisfy me. Fuck, I didn’t know how much more torture I could take.
“Patience, baby,” he murmured against my skin, almost as if he could read my mind. “Have patience for me.”
I shook my head. “Travis, I can’t,” I sobbed. “Fuck, I’m going crazy.”
“I know, baby, and I love it. I love making you fucking crazy for me.”
He veered right around my pussy, not even breathing on it, which made me slam my fists against the mattress. He laughed softly in amusement and nipped at my hips, drawing deep moans from my throat. He dipped his tongue into my belly button, making me tangle my fingers into his hair.
He was a fucking expert when it came to using his tongue.
He moved back down and licked my clit slowly. I cried out, my back arching, my fingers plunging into his hair. “Yes, Travis. Fuck.”
He slid his tongue into my sopping cunt, and I arched my back, loving the way his tongue felt inside of me. He swirled his tongue around right before sliding it out and licking my clit, then sliding it back in. I began playing with my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples.
It wasn’t long before my body began to tremble, and when I came, he lapped all my juices up like a starved man.
“You taste so good, baby,” he groaned, making my body flush.
He leaned up and kissed me, the taste of myself exploding on my tongue as I opened my thighs to his massive body again. I moaned as he pushed into me, hooking my ankles over his shoulders before he began to move in and out of me slowly. “Travis,” I whimpered in a warning through gritted teeth. I wasn’t in the mood to be fucked slowly.
“No, baby. This is the only night I’ve got with you for God knows how fucking long. I’m going to take my time with you.”
He continued to move in and out of me slowly at a constant, steady pace with the same amount of force between his thrusts. This moment between us was beautiful. It almost felt like he was making love to me, and my heart fucking wept.
When I came, tears were slowly spilling down my cheeks, and he was kissing them each away as they fell.
That night, we fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. I was dreading the next day. I knew it was going to be hard to watch him drive away, but I needed to get used to this.
I was a biker girl at heart. I was meant for this life, and I would fall into the role that I was meant to play.
Travis shook me awake, and I groaned, slowly blinking my eyes open to look up at him. He was already dressed in jeans, boots, and a t-shirt with a leather jacket slung over his shoulder. He had his duffel bag slung over his other shoulder. “Come on, baby. Come walk me out.”
I slowly got out of bed and slid on shorts and a tank top. He grabbed my hand in his, leading me out of the room as I ran my hand through my messy, unruly hair. We went outside where everyone was waiting. I let Travis go to hug my dad, my throat closing up. I wasn’t ready to tell Travis goodbye yet.
“Please be careful. I thought I lost you once. Please, for God’s sake, don’t put me through that again,” I begged.
He rubbed my back, kissing the top of my head. “Don’t worry. Remember, it’s going to take a lot more than Nicholas to kill me.”
I rolled my eyes at him and released him. I hugged Liam next. “Don’t let anything happen to any of them,” I pleaded.
“I’ll try my best, Katie,” he assured me, stepping back from me. I knew Liam wasn’t one for hugs and such, but since he was a Bloody Royal, he was family. I was relying on him to protect my dad and Travis.