The Billionaire of Bluebonnet(9)

But he groaned, reaching to cup both of her breasts in his hands and admiring the way they overflowed his grasp. “Beautiful. You’re beautiful, Risa.”

And that was the stuff of fantasy, right there. She arched into his touch, gasping when his thumbs brushed over the hard peaks, teasing them. He leaned down to take one in his mouth.

“Oh God, Travis!” Desire pulsed through her as his teeth scraped over the sensitive bud. She could feel his tongue flick the tip over and over and she moaned. Her fingers dug into his hair, holding his head there. Her entire body trembled as his thumb continued to brush over her other nipple, the dual sensations driving her mad.

“Do you like that?” he whispered against her skin, brushing kisses over the globe of her breast before turning to give attention to her other.

“I’ve never felt anything so good,” she said softly.

“I want to kiss you all over,” he said, licking the top of her other breast. “See where all these freckles go.”

She shivered at the thought, and her hands went to the waistband of her sleep pants. She tossed them to the ground, quickly followed by her panties, and then she was naked.

With Travis Jesson, her fantasy man.

He stepped out of his boxers in the next moment, kicking them to the ground, and he pushed her gently to the bed. She felt the head of his cock brushing against her thighs, the crown slick with pre-cum. Her fingers trailed over it and he hissed in response.

“Not yet,” he told her. “I want to touch you, first. Make you come. I want you moaning and wild when I sink into you.”

The breath stole from her throat at that mental image. “I want that, too.”

“Then lay back, Risa, and let me explore you.”

She lay back on the bed, ignoring the way her breasts bounced as she did, but she noticed his gaze was riveted there. He leaned in and kissed the tip of each one again, sending new shock waves of pleasure rippling through her body. She moaned, reaching for him.

He clasped both of her hands in one of his and reared back, studying her body. “You’re so soft and beautiful, Risa.” The fingers of his free hand brushed over her belly button. “You’re not as freckled here.”

“Not much sun hits there.”

“I think you’d be gorgeous on a nude beach,” he said softly. “I’d love to see every inch of this skin kissed by the sun and freckled.”

She laughed. “I don’t think anyone wants to see me on a nude beach, sorry.”

He shook his head. “Do you not realize how sexy you are?” Travis bent over her and kissed her belly button, then lightly traced his tongue over the small indentation. “The curve of your belly is delicious. Makes me want to sink my cock deep inside you.” His hand moved lower, caressing the curls of her pussy. “Are you freckled here?”

The whimper in her throat caught. “I—I don’t know.”

“I want to find out,” he said, bending low. “Spread your legs for me.”

Biting her lip, she hesitated a moment, then spread her legs a bit.

His hand was immediately there, releasing hers to push her thighs apart. Before she could protest, he leaned in and licked her long, slow, and deep.

Risa cried out. “Travis!”

He groaned against her pussy. “You taste so sweet. I could lick you for hours.”

Quiver after quiver of desire raced through her body. She felt his breath on her most intimate flesh, felt his tongue sweep over the wet folds again, then circle her clit with the tip of his tongue. Pleasure began to build inside her body and her thighs clenched, her body tensing. “Travis, I . . .”

He lifted his head, looking up at her with hot, dark eyes. “You want me to stop?”

She stared at him, at his beautiful face, his mouth wet from tasting her. She didn’t want him to stop. Even if this was madness, she wanted it. Her fingers stroked along his cheeks, then moved to his hair, and then she pushed his head back toward her thighs.

“Good,” he said roughly, his voice a low growl. “I want to see you come.”

The moan that had been building in her throat escaped again, and Risa clung to his head as his tongue stroked over her clit again, teasing it with back-and-forth and then circular motions. One of his fingers slid along her wet folds, and she tensed as it suddenly thrust deep into her pussy. It was too much, too quick, and she was going to come too soon. She wanted to enjoy every moment of this, to savor being in his arms.

But then he thrust his finger inside her again, at the same time that his tormenting tongue pressed against her clit, and she came with a sobbing gasp, her hips undulating as she held his face to her sex, riding the waves of her orgasm.