She pointed at them both and bit her lip. “You’re both barefoot.”
The hand resting against his lips hid a smile as he quietly said, “And?”
“I was right. You both have sexy feet.”
After showering, Hank had changed into jeans, like Travis, but they’d left shoes off and were bare-chested as well. Hank darted a glance at Travis and he could see the pleasure in his eyes. Her demeanor was a far cry from the nerves she’d had no choice but to give in to earlier. He wanted to see her smile much more often.
Hank lifted his foot off the floor for brief inspection and then smiled at her. “I’m happy you think so, Nika. Travis has a gift for you but first he needs help with something.”
Veronica turned to face him, her voluptuous beauty making his pulse pound. She’d washed her hair and dried it, leaving it in soft auburn waves around her shoulders. The scent of her bodywash, something floral tinted with vanilla, teased his nostrils as she drew close and placed her hands in his as he reached for her.
Travis rose from the recliner and looked down at her, stroking her chin as she watched him. “You’ve had a long, trying day, and we want to take care of you tonight. Can you trust us to know what you need?” he asked as he gently maneuvered her hands behind her back, watching as her pupils dilated and the sensual glaze he loved filled them.
She swallowed and looked up at him, not hesitating as she nodded.
“Kneel and take off my jeans, Nika.”
She dropped to the floor so quickly he was relieved he’d put a pillow on the floor in front of him. After she’d unzipped his jeans, she slid them down his hips, revealing that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick was as hard as granite. She looked up at him once he’d stepped out of the jeans.
“Suck my cock, Nika.”
She rose up on her knees and right before she touched his legs she looked up at him, holding her hands back.
“You don’t need permission to touch me, Nika. Touch me all you want.”
Her warm brown eyes glowed as she smiled up at him and slid her hands around his thighs, leaning forward to lick his tingling cock. Her tongue was hot and drew a gasp from him as she engulfed the head in her mouth. She caressed the backs of his legs as she looked up at him, swirling her tongue around the ridge and sucking a little more of him into her mouth, getting him slick and wet. He grew even harder and heat licked up his spine as she made a soft sound and increased her suction.
“Do you like sucking my cock?”
“Mmmhmm,” she affirmed, her cheeks taking on a soft pink tinge as she averted her eyes.
He touched her chin and pushed her back a little so she released him. “You sound surprised at the admission, Nika.”
“I am.” She opened her mouth to take him back inside her again, but he halted her, his cock bobbing slightly as if trying to finding her wet heat again on its own.
“Why?”
“I’ve never enjoyed it with anyone else—except for you and Hank—
I never liked doing this before I met…before I came to Divine.” He smiled as she struggled to define their relationship. Maybe she wanted more, too. She licked her lips and said, “You don’t…”
“I don’t what?”
“I don’t want to talk about my past experiences right now.” She leaned forward for his cock but he stopped her gently. He didn’t intend to push her tonight but he had to know what thought had rolled through her mind, disrupting her sensual mood.
“I do, Nika. If we’re helping you learn, part of that is erasing old perceptions and triggers. Tell me.”
“Brent liked face-fucking me. He would lose control and become rough.”
Travis heard Hank’s growl and frowned. “Did he hurt you?”
“I hated swallowing his cock but he would force me to until I refused to give him head anymore. I have a sensitive gag reflex now, so I’m not sure if you’ll be very happy with me—”
Travis stopped her with a thumb on her chin. “I’m glad you refused him. I will push your boundaries, Nika, but I’m not an asshole. Thank you for telling me. Is swallowing my cock a hard limit?”
She contemplated the question for a minute and apology was in her eyes as she nodded. “It probably should be. Yes.” She didn’t like the admission. Interesting.
“All right. Did you ever talk with him about hard limits?”
She shook her head. “He said I shouldn’t have any and that I should trust him.”
Travis growled softly. “I guess we should be grateful he wasn’t a hard-core sadist then.”
The subtle way her lip curled as she gazed off into the distance spoke volumes. He’d been sadistic enough, evidently.