hopes and dreams from so many people.”
Travis let go of her hand and shifted to his side, propping himself on his elbow much as he had the night before. She glanced at him without moving anything more than her head.
He was gorgeous, and Bella knew she could look at him every day for the rest of her life and not ever tire of it. Even in the darkness of night, his eyes shone crystal clear. His tattoos were like shadows across his body and the metal through his nipples and the tip of his cock caught the moonlight from time to time.
“I happen to think you’re very good at giving hopes and dreams to some people,” Travis said as he drifted his free hand across her stomach. He gripped her waist and tugged her closer. He radiated warmth and while she wasn’t cold, she welcomed his heat. “Is it wrong to say I don’t remember your brother at all?”
“No. He and Miles are the same age or close.”
“I mean, I remember a vague image of him, but not when I look at you. I don’t see him or what he did.”
“Do I want to know what you do see?”
“You do. You know you do.” He gave her a peck on the tip of her nose, then lightly brushed her lips. “I see a very sexy, very capable woman.”
She started to scoff at his statement, but he must have known she wasn’t in agreement because he pinched her side. “Hush now,” he instructed gently. “You are capable. You’ve been able to pick yourself up and move on. You’re confident enough to take what you want, especially when it’s offered to you on a silver platter. Money is different now than what you grew up thinking it was, but I think that’ll only make you stronger and more determined to not let anything else about you be taken away or lost.”
Travis pulled and Bella rolled until she was on top of him, straddling his thighs. His cock was hard, as it seemed to always be when they were together, and she slid easily along the length.
“Mmm. Nice pep talk.” And it was, and she was once again confronted by her conscience about the changes to her bank-account balance and the fact that she hadn’t told Travis yet. “But you don’t need to say all that to have sex with me.” She didn’t know why she was holding back. It wasn’t as though she liked him thinking of her as poor, but she did like what he’d said last night, that she was easier to approach. She liked that they were on more equal ground. She didn’t want to mess that up and was afraid if he knew about the money, it would. Then again, with their sexfest over tomorrow, did it really matter?
God, she was so confused.
Travis smiled then stole a kiss. “You didn’t let me get to the sexy part.”
Bella lifted, dragged her pussy up his cock again until he was positioned to enter her. She moaned when he flexed his thighs under her bottom. “By all means…” Slowly she moved down then up, over and over, riding the ridge of his cock, catching the ring with her clit, teasing them both with whether she’d take him inside or not.
He grabbed her hips and stilled her movement. “If you keep that up…”
“I don’t have to keep it up. You do, and let me tell you, you do a very good job.”
“Dirty girl.”
She giggled. He knew her so well. “And?”
“And that’s the sexy part. The. Very. Sexy. Part. Your sexual confidence is hot. You take what you want and don’t look for excuses after. You love sex and you’re fuckin’ not afraid to show it.”
At that, she ducked her head, only slightly shy at the praise. He really did know her. When she locked gazes with him again, she grinned. “I do very much love sex. I have since my very first orgasm in the tenth grade.”
“Oh God,” he groaned.
“What? I wasn’t a goody two-shoes and I didn’t want to be. I wanted to experience everything and the first playful slap on my ass took me down a road I hadn’t expected. You found out firsthand that I love a little pain with my sex, that the rumors were right. I haven’t had a lover
Travis let go of her hand and shifted to his side, propping himself on his elbow much as he had the night before. She glanced at him without moving anything more than her head.
He was gorgeous, and Bella knew she could look at him every day for the rest of her life and not ever tire of it. Even in the darkness of night, his eyes shone crystal clear. His tattoos were like shadows across his body and the metal through his nipples and the tip of his cock caught the moonlight from time to time.
“I happen to think you’re very good at giving hopes and dreams to some people,” Travis said as he drifted his free hand across her stomach. He gripped her waist and tugged her closer. He radiated warmth and while she wasn’t cold, she welcomed his heat. “Is it wrong to say I don’t remember your brother at all?”
“No. He and Miles are the same age or close.”
“I mean, I remember a vague image of him, but not when I look at you. I don’t see him or what he did.”
“Do I want to know what you do see?”
“You do. You know you do.” He gave her a peck on the tip of her nose, then lightly brushed her lips. “I see a very sexy, very capable woman.”
She started to scoff at his statement, but he must have known she wasn’t in agreement because he pinched her side. “Hush now,” he instructed gently. “You are capable. You’ve been able to pick yourself up and move on. You’re confident enough to take what you want, especially when it’s offered to you on a silver platter. Money is different now than what you grew up thinking it was, but I think that’ll only make you stronger and more determined to not let anything else about you be taken away or lost.”
Travis pulled and Bella rolled until she was on top of him, straddling his thighs. His cock was hard, as it seemed to always be when they were together, and she slid easily along the length.
“Mmm. Nice pep talk.” And it was, and she was once again confronted by her conscience about the changes to her bank-account balance and the fact that she hadn’t told Travis yet. “But you don’t need to say all that to have sex with me.” She didn’t know why she was holding back. It wasn’t as though she liked him thinking of her as poor, but she did like what he’d said last night, that she was easier to approach. She liked that they were on more equal ground. She didn’t want to mess that up and was afraid if he knew about the money, it would. Then again, with their sexfest over tomorrow, did it really matter?
God, she was so confused.
Travis smiled then stole a kiss. “You didn’t let me get to the sexy part.”
Bella lifted, dragged her pussy up his cock again until he was positioned to enter her. She moaned when he flexed his thighs under her bottom. “By all means…” Slowly she moved down then up, over and over, riding the ridge of his cock, catching the ring with her clit, teasing them both with whether she’d take him inside or not.
He grabbed her hips and stilled her movement. “If you keep that up…”
“I don’t have to keep it up. You do, and let me tell you, you do a very good job.”
“Dirty girl.”
She giggled. He knew her so well. “And?”
“And that’s the sexy part. The. Very. Sexy. Part. Your sexual confidence is hot. You take what you want and don’t look for excuses after. You love sex and you’re fuckin’ not afraid to show it.”
At that, she ducked her head, only slightly shy at the praise. He really did know her. When she locked gazes with him again, she grinned. “I do very much love sex. I have since my very first orgasm in the tenth grade.”
“Oh God,” he groaned.
“What? I wasn’t a goody two-shoes and I didn’t want to be. I wanted to experience everything and the first playful slap on my ass took me down a road I hadn’t expected. You found out firsthand that I love a little pain with my sex, that the rumors were right. I haven’t had a lover
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