AintNoAngel (13 page)

Releasing one nipple from the tight little ring, he
immediately closed his warm mouth over it. The sudden rush of sensation had her
back bowing and he thrust once, hard, within her, effectively tossing her over
the edge without mercy. She wanted to buck her hips in time with the waves of
ecstasy but he held her firmly and all she could do was take it.

Before the last tremor had faded he released the other
breast and moved his attention to it. The tremors started anew, harder and
deeper this time. He moved back and forth between her oversensitized nipples,
nipping and sucking them deep into his mouth.

Still filled in both places, Jessie felt his hard cock swell
bigger, stretching her tightened muscles back out. He felt as if he were made
for her, touching all the right places to keep her in a constant state of need.

Letting go of her hands, he cupped both of her tits and
pressed them together, close enough that he could suck both hard peaks into his
mouth at the same time. She couldn’t take it anymore and lifted her body only
to slam back down on him.

Using the force of her bounce, she dropped back down again,
his mouth pulling free of her nipples and his hips thrusting up to meet hers at
the same time.

Travis growled as he tangled his fingers in her hair and
used it to tug her down to his lips, kissing her passionately. Then he suddenly
rolled her onto her back and plummeted into her willing body. She met him lunge
for lunge, her breasts bobbing with each push. Their moans and murmurs of
praise mingled together, gaining force as they rocked her bed, the joints
protesting under their assault upon it.

Jessie came first, screaming her pleasure and his name out.
Her body shattered, exploding hard and fast. Travis followed at the initial
clenching of her sheath around him. Reaching behind her, he gently pulled the
plug from her ass and she felt a new set of shock waves take over.

Gradually they subsided and Travis collapsed heavily on top
of her. Wrapping her legs around his back, holding him in place when he tried
to move, she wasn’t ready to let him go.

Too soon he rolled off her and disposed of the condom before
helping her to her feet. “Let’s go and take a shower. You know how I like your
big shower.” He grinned at her and she trailed along behind him to the
bathroom.

He adjusted the water and she stepped under the spray. She
let Travis rub soap into her tired muscles and then he washed her hair. They
knew each other well now and he handed her the soap so she could wash him, all
without a word.

She lingered over the muscles in his arms and back. She
couldn’t help repeatedly running her fingers over them and drawing moans from
his parted lips.

Too soon he stopped her, shutting the water off before
helping her out. He continued his efforts by drying her from top to bottom,
taking special care with her hair. She was feeling very pampered by the time
they got to her bed.

Laying her down, he asked, “Where do you keep your scarves?”

She was pretty sure what he had in mind and her belly
quivered at the thought, sending wetness between her legs. “In the top drawer
of my dresser.”

She watched in fascination as he retrieved the scarves and
knelt on the bed between her legs, forcing her to open them wider.

Hovering over her, he asked quietly, “Can I tie you up?”

She couldn’t force her voice past her closed throat so she
just nodded her assent. Giving her a devilish grin, he leaned down and kissed
her hard, sweeping his tongue in her mouth and stealing her breath.

Taking one wrist, he tied it to one corner of her bed,
stretching her arm out and then sliding her body down so it stayed tight. He
continued to the other arm and tied it to match. She expected him to move to
her legs but he used the last scarf to cover her eyes.

All at once her other senses were heightened. She could
still feel him between her legs, even though he wasn’t touching her.

“I’ve dreamed about having you this way, Jessie.” His face
was closer than she realized and instinctively she moved her head his way. His
lips nibbled her jaw, going away from her mouth instead of toward it.

He moved down her neck to her collarbone and then shoulder. He
left a trail of warm wetness with his mouth across her body. She shivered as he
blew a line of air over her skin. Licking and nipping, he moved to the valley
between her breasts, down and around, leaving her nipples tight and wanting.

He circled one heaving breast, getting closer and closer to
the straining peak, and when his mouth finally closed over it firmly, she rose
off the bed to get closer to him. It was warm and wet and he knew just the
right pressure to bite down with his teeth to send shocks from her nipple to
down between her legs.

He moved to the other side, back and forth between them
until she was squirming under him, tilting her hips up, seeking him. But he
wasn’t in a hurry and took his time, open-mouth kissing and lapping at her
stomach then dipping into her navel.

He continued down, skipping the whole area between her legs,
going to her thighs and lavishing attention there, then lifting her legs so he
could get underneath with his talented mouth. Time ceased to exist for her and
all she could focus on was the sensations he caused.

Her ears picked up on every sound, him shifting on the bed,
the little noises that came from him as he moved slowly but surely to her wet
and waiting pussy. Her body tensed and her hips rose, poised and waiting for
his lips to connect.

Finally his open mouth closed over her and a long moan was
pulled from her lips. He locked his lips around her folds and held himself
there as she shamelessly ground against his face. The pressure built quickly
and suddenly she was toppling off the edge, her body convulsing and her hips
undulating.

He released her as her body slowly lowered back to the bed
but he didn’t move away completely. She could still feel his heat. Lightly he
slapped her swollen clit with his hand and her body convulsed again. He was so
close she could feel the stubble on his chin and the warmth of his breath on
her quivering thighs.

Relaxing into the bed, her legs coming down around him, her
foot found his hard cock and she brushed back and forth against it as he
groaned. He licked his way back to her swollen folds, murmuring his approval of
her taste.

He was relentless with his tongue, leaving no fold or line
of her unlearned and when she felt the sensations fill her up, about to spill
over, he stopped.

Groaning, she cried, “Travis!”

“Not yet, baby, I’m going to be inside you when you come
again.”

He moved back up her body, his chest brushing against her
still-tight nipples. When he kissed her she could taste herself on his lips.
His mouth left hers to bite and pull the scarf off her eyes.

“Look at me, Jessie.” She blinked a couple times to focus
her eyes and took him in. He was braced on his arms over her and slowly he
lowered his body to hers, never breaking eye contact. She struggled against her
bonds, wanting to touch him and bring him as much pleasure as she was feeling,
but the scarves held her tight. He quickly opened the condom wrapper and rolled
it on.

“Wrap your legs around me.” She did what he told her to and
hooked her legs on his hips. With one strong, smooth stroke he buried his big
cock to the hilt inside her. Her body opened to him, her legs going wider and
her arms pulled hard.

He pulled back and slowly built a rhythm, long, deep strokes
that carried her higher. The sensation of him filling her was too much and her
eyes closed. He immediately stopped his movements.

“Don’t close your eyes.” She could do no more than nod and
hold her eyes open as he resumed his strokes. Faster and faster until he was
riding her hard and swift, noises of their coupling filling the room. Her bed
rocked under them, the legs screeching on the hardwood floor.

Their voices mingled, Jessie sobbing out her pleasure and
Travis’ groans low and deep. They reached the crest together, a long scream
ripping from her throat as he spilled within her, her body squeezing him tight,
over and over.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing hard.
After a while he leaned up and grinned down at her and she felt her belly erupt
in butterflies and her heart swell. Smiling back at him, she knew that this too
was now over.

Travis untied her arms and gently rubbed her wrists. Jessie
curled on her side and closed her eyes. Travis was still for a minute and then
wrapped his arms around her, his front against her back.

She briefly considered just telling him that she loved him
but she wanted him to stay on his own, not because she had asked him to.

Jessie woke up alone and threw her clothes on, praying that
Travis hadn’t gone already.

Racing down the stairs, she came to a screeching halt when
she saw him standing in front of the windows. He was dressed and his duffel was
at his feet.

He turned when he heard her come in.

“Morning, Jessie girl,” he said, but his voice was off and
she couldn’t place what it meant.

“Morning. I thought you had already gone.”

“I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye.”

He hesitated and then came to pull her into his arms. Jessie
was trying desperately not to cry.

He kissed her forehead and then pulled away.

“You’ll call me if you need anything?” he asked, both of
them knowing that she wouldn’t.

She nodded once and he grabbed his duffel and was gone.

Travis went back to the office the day after he left
Jessie’s. He hadn’t slept much and it showed.

Ian took one look at him and sent him packing. Told him to
take a few more days to get it together. It pissed him off.

He stood outside and for the first time in a long time he
took a good look around. They had a nice spot on the main street of a little
town. The trees were green and the sky was a brilliant blue.

He thought of his mother and his sisters and what they might
be doing right now. He was sure that Mom had lemonade in the fridge, cookies in
the jar and his sisters were running around the house fighting about clothing.

He took off in the direction of his truck and jumped in.

Jessie was alone but not by choice. She missed her parents
and he suddenly realized that he had no idea what it was like to be an only
child. His family had never made him feel like he was an outsider.

He cranked the engine and as it roared to life he suddenly
knew exactly where he was going. For the first time in five years he was going
home.

His mother welcomed him with open arms, almost as if he had
never been gone. She served him lemonade on the back porch while they talked.

He was surprised to learn that none of his sisters were
home. The two oldest, Kate and Tara, were working to pay for school on their
summer breaks from college. It was taking them longer to finish than expected
when they could only take the classes they could afford.

As he looked at his mother it all sank in. She was older and
more fragile. The years of raising five kids had taken their toll.

He could have eased a lot of her worry if he had given them
the money. But his pride had gotten in the way.

“How’s Dad doing?” he asked.

“Oh, he’s fine. He picked up a few house painting jobs from
those city folk who are moving up here.”

“I thought he was retired?”

“He is. Has been. But we do have children to put through
college.”

They had never said a word to him that they were struggling.
Not that he had given them the opportunity.

“So, tell me, son. Why is it that you have come back to me
after all this time?”

Travis couldn’t help but smile. She may look older, her hair
grayer, but she didn’t miss a thing.

“I’m not sure, Ma,” he told her.

She stared at him shrewdly and then nodded once. “A woman,
then.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle. “I guess you’re right. But
that isn’t the only reason. I’ve been thinking about the money.”

He knew he didn’t have to explain. It was the money that had
torn them apart. Maybe now it could put them back together.

His mother reached her hand out and laid it on his. “Before
you say anything I want you to know something. It was never the money. All we
ever wanted was you.” She stopped and he could see the tears well in her eyes.
“Your father never understood what he did that was so wrong. I tried to tell
him that you just needed to make your own way and then you would come home.”
She sniffed a little. “Now here you are.”

“Yeah, Ma, here I am.” He smiled at her and squeezed her
hand.

She pulled herself together and demanded, “So, tell me about
this woman.”

Travis leaned back in his chair and looked out across the
little yard that he had played in as a kid. It hadn’t changed much.

“She’s strong like you, Ma. I’ve never met anyone like her.”

His mother smiled at him. “You’re in love with her.”

It wasn’t a question but he nodded anyway. He was in love
with her.

“What are you going to do about it, son?”

“There is nothing I can do. She never told me that she loved
me.”

He heard his mom mutter something and it sounded an awful
lot like, “Damn fool men.”

“Did you tell her how you felt?”

“No. We had an agreement. Neither of us is looking for a
long-term type of relationship.”

He was surprised when he heard her chuckle. “You may not
have been looking, son, but it found you anyway. You need to tell her how you
feel.”

“I’ll think about it, Ma.” He could hardly think of anything
besides Jessie anyway.

“Good. Now I have to get dinner started and you can help me
in the kitchen like you used to,” she said as she got up and hustled him
inside.

Jessie had cried herself to sleep the night before. It had
only been one day and it felt like forever since Travis had left.

She was regretting not telling him that she was in love with
him. Even if he hadn’t told her back she would at least not be wondering if
things would have turned out differently.

She should have stuck to their original agreement and only
had one night. Then maybe it wouldn’t hurt so bad.

Marc and Brad did their best to cheer her up. Acting silly and
doing things for her that she usually did herself.

The days went by and after a week she could finally sleep
without tears. But her dreams were another matter altogether. He was always
there, waiting for her.

Jessie knew that time would heal her wounds but she wasn’t
going to let another day go by without telling him she loved him. If he didn’t
feel the same about her then she would be able to move on.

Her decision made, she went home early and changed. Within
an hour she was on her way to Travis.

Travis sat at his desk, surrounded by paperwork that needed
to be finished. New cases to read over and old ones to close. But it didn’t
give him the same feeling of purpose anymore. He missed working with his hands
and being able to see his accomplishments at the end of the day. Most of all he
missed having Jessie around.

He told himself it would go away after he finished the case
and closed it. But it was a hollow victory and his thoughts of Jessie were only
getting stronger and more intense instead of fading. He dreamed of her at
night, her hair spread out all fiery on the pillows. He heard her moaning his
name while she was under him, felt her soft body and heard her giggle from far
away.

His red-haired goddess.

He had spent a few days with his parents and then the first
thing he had done when he got home was call his sisters’ colleges and pay the
tuition. Then he had transferred some into his parents’ bank account.

He had to go through a lot of red tape to do that but it
helped that he had once been a police officer. But it had felt good, right.

“Travis!” Ian jolted him out of his thoughts and he jerked
to look at him.

“Boy, you have it bad, don’t you?”

“Is it that obvious?” Travis groaned.

“You have been sitting at this desk for two days and have
accomplished not one lick of this paperwork.”

“I know. I just can’t concentrate.”

Ian chuckled. “What are you planning to do about it?”

“It’s complicated.”

“Nothing is that complicated. Answer me this. Do you love
her?”

Travis hesitated and then gave in. “Yeah, I do.”

“Then what the hell are ya doing? Life waits for no one,
boy.”

Travis knew he was right. If he never told her then he would
regret it for the rest of his life. “You’re right,” he said as he jumped from
his seat. “I need to take the rest of the day off,” he told Ian as he grabbed
his keys.

“Hold on now. I came in to tell you that you have a
visitor.”

Travis looked up as Jessie entered the doorway. Travis froze
and his gaze roamed over her as if she were food to a starving man. Their eyes
locked and Ian stepped back into the hallway. “I’ll just give you two some
privacy,” he said as he hurried away, closing the door behind him.

She was even more beautiful than he remembered. But when he
looked closer he noticed that she had lost a little weight and there were dark
circles under her eyes. It gave him hope that maybe she had missed him too.

“You were coming to see me, Travis?”

“Yeah, I was. Is everything okay?”

“Yes. No. I came to tell you something.”

Travis suddenly realized how stupid he was. She loved him.
It was written all over her face.

It was now or never. He took a couple steps closer to her so
that he could smell her flowery shampoo and see the shallowness of her breaths.

“I’m in love with you, Jessie.”

Her eyes went round and a single tear slipped down her cheek
and he could bear it no more. Tugging her into his arms, he held her, still
staring down into her face.

“I’m in love with you too, Travis.”

His face split into a grin and she smiled that sweet smirk
back at him. “How about a few more one last nights together?” he said as he
crushed his mouth to hers.

Jessie pulled back suddenly. “How long is this one going to
last?” she asked quietly.

“Forever, I hope,” he whispered back.

She grinned up at him and his world slid into place with
that smile. He lowered his head to kiss her and she met him halfway, holding
him tight, as if she would never let him go.

He knew that they had made a commitment to each other and it
wasn’t nearly as terrifying as he had expected. He planned on spending as much
time as possible convincing her to marry him. But he was confident in his power
of persuasion and getting her to agree was going to be half the fun.