Travis (33 page)

See,
no craziness in that.

Almost
as quickly as he’d removed his own clothes, Travis had Kylie stripped bare, and
he stared down at her, probably as shell shocked as Gage.

“When
the hell did you have time to do that?” Travis blurted.

Kylie
giggled again. “I told you I had an errand to run.”

Yeah,
well. She could run her errands anytime she wanted to if she came back to him
like that. Travis caressed the smooth, bare skin between her thighs as though
he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful before. At some point during the
day, Kylie had gotten waxed. Bare.

“Fuck,”
Gage breathed.

Exactly.

Kylie’s
head reared back on the pillow as he continued to trail his finger over her
bare skin. “Don’t stop. Oh my God. It feels so good.”

Travis
grinned.

She
didn’t need to worry. He had absolutely no intentions of stopping.

Ever.

♂♀♂

Yes,
Kylie had heard that being bare down there would cause heightened sensitivity,
but she never imagined it would be like this. Travis was merely grazing the tip
of his finger over the freshly waxed skin, and she was about ready to lose it.
Then again, maybe it was a combination of Travis touching her and the sensitivity.
She had no idea, but didn’t want it to stop, whatever the reason.

“Do
you like that?” Travis asked as Gage reached for her wrist again.

Focusing
on anything other than the gentle caress between her thighs was nearly
impossible. Being restrained should’ve been enough to catch her attention, but
when Gage had pulled out those restraints from his bag, the only thing she
could think was “Yes, please.” Kylie had never been tied down before. Ok, she’d
never done much of anything before, so this was a learning experience for her,
and she was an eager student, more than ready to learn.

Before
he reached for her leg, she moved it over toward the post at the bottom of the
bed, making sure he knew she was a willing participant.

“Do
you, Kylie? Do you like how this feels?” Travis repeated his question and Kylie
opened her eyes to look at him.

“Yes.
God, yes.” That was an understatement. The gentle rasp of his finger over her
flesh was igniting a firestorm in her belly.

“Good,”
he mumbled. “Then let’s see how this feels.”

The
bed shifted, and Travis was moving down between her thighs. Gage moved on to
her other leg which spread her wide. Now she alternated between watching Gage secure
her and Travis using his fingers to separate the swollen, wet folds of her sex.

It
was wildly erotic.

The
overhead light wasn’t on, but they were bathed in a soft buttery glow from the
lamps on the nightstand which somehow made this seem much more romantic than
she thought it would. Not that she was looking for romance tonight. They’d had
their fair share of touchy feely last night, and tonight… Tonight Kylie wanted
to explode. If she stood half a chance of clearing those shadows from Gage’s
beautiful brown eyes, this would be how to make it happen.

“Shit,”
she cursed, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as Travis’ warm breath
blew over her naked sex. He wasn’t in a hurry. She was trying not to be either,
but it was damn hard considering how close she was to rapture already.

And
they’d done little more than touch her at this point.

Then
again, ever since she’d received Travis’ call early in the day and listened to
the sweet surprise he was working on for Gage, she’d been primed and ready to
go. Not only was she turned on by the intensity she saw in their eyes when they
looked at her, but Kylie found their undeniable vulnerability worked for her
also.

Not
that either of them would admit to being vulnerable, but she saw it.

The
tip of Travis’ warm tongue glided through her slick folds, the cool air from
the air conditioner contrasting with the heat from his breath and forming goose
bumps on her skin. Her nipples were diamond hard, begging for attention.
Opening her eyes, Kylie found Gage standing beside the bed, lowering his jeans
to his knees as he watched Travis perched between her thighs.

Never
would she have thought that to be sexy, but watching Gage watching her set off
another shower of sparks in her core.

“Mmm,”
Travis moaned against her skin and she tried to close her legs to ease the sensation
that was taking over her entire body, but she was unable to move more than an
inch.

Her
eyes were locked between her legs, and she didn’t look away until she noticed
Gage’s huge, naked body standing at the foot of the bed by Travis. His hand
swept over Travis’ back, getting his attention and the exquisite torture ceased
momentarily.

“Move
over,” Gage instructed and Travis got to his feet beside him, and then they
both resumed positions between her thighs. There was some adjustments that had
to be made because they didn’t fit side by side, so they twisted and turned
until they were face to face mere inches from her sex.

“I
–” Yeah, Kylie had no idea what the hell she was going to say and now it didn’t
matter because she couldn’t feel her tongue or remember her where she lived.

She
could feel rough fingers on her flesh, holding her open and then… And then…

“Oh
God!” she screamed. Her muscles locked as her insides erupted in violent tingles,
the feel of two tongues against hypersensitive skin was more than she could take.
She was trembling violently, her body taking on a life of its own and she could
do nothing more than watch as they took her to heights she never even knew
existed.

Gage’s
head came up, their eyes meeting as she stared down her own body, totally immobile
and unable to get away from the sensual torture that didn’t stop even when she
came.

“That’s
it, baby,” Gage crooned. “It’s all about you tonight.”

Crap.
Kylie wasn’t sure she could handle the intensity of both of them focused on
her. But they seemed intent on driving her right out of her mind with pleasure.

As
they continued to tease her with their tongues, one relentlessly circling her
clit while the other drove into her pussy, she was tempted to figure out how
they were managing. Thinking was impossible because her brain cells had been
annihilated by the pleasure. That didn’t keep her from watching, the only time
she stopped was when her head became too heavy to hold up.

The
second they stopped, her muscles unlocked, and she dropped deeper into the
mattress, enjoying the reprieve that she knew wouldn’t last long.

Movement
occurred. Positions changed. And then Kylie was once again thrust into a maelstrom
of heavenly sensation as hands and mouths roamed her entire body, from her
collarbone to her toes. It was like a sensual massage, and she allowed herself
to relax. A sigh must’ve escaped because Travis leaned in close to her face on
his next pass up her body, his mouth hovering above hers.

“Taste
yourself on my lips,” he whispered and she did. She took it to the next level too,
licking around his mouth before sliding between his lips. The groan that tore
from his chest sent a bolt of feminine power flashing inside of her. Even tied
to the bed she had the ability to make him moan and the knowledge was more than
a little empowering.

A
low hum caught Kylie’s attention, but she couldn’t see what it was because
Travis was blocking her view.

On
purpose.

“Ready?”

No.
No, she really wasn’t.

Kylie
screamed, and Travis inhaled the sound, muffling her whimpers with his mouth as
the vibration from what had to be her giant purple vibrator teased her clit.
There was such a difference between someone else using it on her than her own
hands. Especially because she couldn’t see what was about to happen and Travis’
delicious taste and skillful tongue was dragging her attention farther and farther
away...

Her
hips thrust up from the bed of their own volition as the pulsating head of the
vibrator slid inside of her. She ripped her mouth from Travis’ in order to breathe
because she was overwhelmed by spectacular, unadulterated euphoria.

Before
she could determine what was happening, her orgasm shook her to her very core,
making her moan as her body strained against the bonds holding her, internal
muscles locking around the magnificent toy that pulsed against her G-spot at
the same time it vibrated on her clit.

As
she closed her eyes, trying not to give in to the darkness that threatened to pull
her under, the last thing Kylie remembered was thinking that if they kept this
up, she was going to die of sexual satisfaction.

What
a way to go.

♂♀♂

“She
passed out,” Travis whispered as he shifted to his feet, untying the restraints
around Kylie’s wrists. Gage tossed the vibrator toward his duffel and returned
to do the same to her legs.

Shit,
he hadn’t expected that thing to do that, but he couldn’t deny enjoying
watching Kylie come. Gage wasn’t sex toy savvy, but he damn sure didn’t know
they even made a vibrator quite that complex. The damn thing pulsed, and the head
pulled a Poltergeist and spun around in circles.

Fucking-A.
That was hot.

Once
they had her freed, Gage eased onto the bed beside Kylie, pulling her toward
him until she stirred. Her lazy smile stole his heart as she came awake slowly.

“Hi.”

Gage
grinned. They’d accomplished their goal. She was sated, pliant in his arms, yet
she still wanted more. He didn’t stop her when she covered him like a blanket,
her satiny skin soothing him. He’d never known a woman could be that soft.

“Fuck,”
Gage growled, realizing Kylie wasn’t out of it anymore, and she just managed to
sheath his cock with her body, fiery, wet heat enveloping him. With a rush, he
pulled out of her. “Condom, baby.”

Gage
had never in his life had sex without a condom and even that brief taste of
what it felt like was enough for him to want to continue without one. But he
had to protect them both. His life had been spent in polyamorous relationships,
monogamy a word that didn’t appear in his dictionary. Promiscuous was an
understatement, and although Gage knew thanks to routine checkups that he was clean,
there was no way Kylie could know that. If they decided to forego condoms, it
would be a conversation to be had outside of the bedroom as far as he was
concerned.

He
expected Travis, who was now crawling up on the bed at Gage’s feet, to toss him
a condom, but he didn’t. The sound of foil crinkling could be heard over Kylie’s
rhythmic breathing, so clearly Travis was preparing…

“Sonuvabitch,”
he groaned as Travis’ rough fingers slid over his cock, surprising him to the point
his breath rushed out of his lungs. “That feels so damn good,” he moaned,
peering at Travis over Kylie’s body.

“Not
as good as it feels to me,” Travis murmured.

“I’m
not so sure about that.” Travis’ skilled hand stroked him, his cock lengthening
and swelling more than before, the delicious friction causing flashes of brilliant
light and colors behind his now closed eye lids.

Gage
allowed himself to enjoy the spine-tingling feeling as Travis continued to glide
his hand up and down his shaft, not seeming to be in a hurry, but drawing out
the pleasure until Gage was panting.

Kylie
was lying over his chest, straddling his hips while Travis was between their
legs and he didn’t even question what was about to happen. When Kylie peered up
at him through heavy lids, he hooked her chin with his fingertips and pulled
her forward so their lips touched. The kiss started slow and easy, a gentle
glide of tongues, but that grew hotter within minutes. Gage was hovering on the
edge of orgasm with Travis continuing to stroke him. Then a warm mouth replaced
the strong, callused fingers, and Gage’s body tightened even more.

He
didn’t make a sound, other than the rumble in his chest as the sensation
changed from dry friction to wet suction. Travis wasn’t hurrying either, he was
measuring his length with his tongue, sliding up and then down, licking the moisture
that beaded on the head and Gage wished he could watch. Only without sight, he
had no choice but to feel and with Kylie’s body hindering his view, he couldn’t
find it in him to complain.

As
sensations morphed together, the insistent drive of Kylie’s tongue in his
mouth, the gentle, yet persistent suction of Travis’ mouth, Gage found himself
floating. Somehow they’d managed to turn this on him, and he was now at their
mercy.

Gage
opened his eyes and pulled his mouth away from Kylie’s as he watched her. “I
want to be inside you when I come,” he whispered.

She
nodded, but resumed kissing him, and it was clear they were working him with purpose.
Gage was gliding his hands over her back, trailing down to the base of her
spine, then back to her shoulder blades over and over. On the next downward
stroke, he cupped her bottom in both hands and spread her cheeks slightly. He
continued doing this, caressing her then familiarizing her with his touch on
her ass as she mewled into his mouth, her kisses slow and lingering.

On
the next stroke down, Gage stopped, this time grabbing her ass and separating
her cheeks at the same time Travis’ tongue disappeared from his cock. Her body
stiffened momentarily, but then she moaned right into his mouth and the kiss
took an erotically urgent turn. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she
thrust her tongue into his mouth over and over, faster and faster. He had to force
her to stop because he was blind to what was happening and desperate to know
how it made her feel.

“Look
at me, Kylie,” he urged her, cupping her face. “Tell me what Travis is doing.”
Gage already knew, but he wanted to hear her say it.

“He’s…”
Her body was gently rocking backward, then forward, enjoying what Travis was
doing behind her.

“Tell
me,” he whispered. “Is he licking you?”

“Yes,
he’s licking me… there.” She breathed in, her eyes locked with his. “No one’s
ever touched me there.”