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any way, not in the way he touched her, or when he stared
at her. He was touching her possessively, like he had
a claim on her, and Lord in heaven did she want to be claimed by him. He ran
his hand along her side, over her belly, and cupped her breasts. She was a
fuller, bigger woman, with curves and lumps on her body, but she loved every
part of her, every inch of her form. Maybe she liked being wanton with Travis.
Maybe she liked acting totally out of character with him. She was grieving from
her grandmother’s death, pained that she had to be here, starting her life over
because she was truly alone in the world now.
    Pushing
her thoughts away, and only focusing on this moment, she arched her back,
thrusting her chest further into his body. The slow glide of his lips along her
jaw had her closing her eyes and letting her head fall back, giving him better
access. He was a skilled lover, that was for sure, and she’d never felt so
thoroughly wanted before. Yeah, this was so a one-night stand, but who in the
hell cared if she never crossed paths with him again? She’d enjoy their time
together. He moved his other hand against her lower back and slowly pushed it
way lower until he cupped her ass.
    “Oh, God.” She hadn’t meant to say
anything, but the feel of one of his hands covering her ass and the other
cupping her breast was driving all common sense out of her. When he started
moving his thumb over her hard nipple, back and forth, using slight pressure,
she would have given him anything he wanted at that moment, even if it made her
seem weak and submissive. Pearl was far from the submissive, giving type in the
bedroom. In fact, she normally took control, but hell, Travis was doing fine
leading the way.
    “Baby,
you feel really fucking good against me, and I want to see all of you.” He
breathed against her throat, and as if to emphasize his point, he thrust
against her belly, grinding his dick into her and reminding her exactly why she
was here. “You want my mouth on your pussy, want me licking you until you come
all over my face, don’t you?” His voice was so deep and rough it was like a
wild animal growling.
    A
shiver worked through her, and she found herself nodding, not able to find the
words to express how dirty she wanted to get with him. She turned her head,
needing to feel his mouth on hers. He dragged his mouth back up her neck, over
her jaw, and ran his tongue along the corner of her mouth.
    “I
think we should get back to what we were doing before I lost my control and had
to kiss you.” He continued to kiss and lick the side of her mouth, not giving
her what she really wanted, but teasing her that he would.
    “Let’s
get to it then, cowboy.” She wanted pure, unadulterated sex with him, and she
was done wasting time. He pulled back and gazed down at her face. Her breath
caught at the look he gave her. He moved his thumb along the puckered flesh of
her nipple, and continued to caress her ass with his other hand.
    “I
want you to finish stripping for me, then get back on your knees and suck my
cock.” Travis stood there, his jeans open at the
zipper, his bigger than life belt buckle seeming to glint in the darkness, and
the material parted to show his huge erection. “Finish getting undressed. Show
me that wet pussy of yours.”
    Hearing
him say those words had her pulse throbbing between her thighs and a fresh gush
of moisture leaving her pussy.
    “The
pants and panties, Pearl.” His voice hitched, and she could see his chest
rising and falling a bit faster as he looked at her breasts, then lower still
to where she grabbed the edge of her pants. She slid the button of her jeans
through the buttonhole and drew the zipper down. She hooked her fingers under
the edge of her pants and panties and started to push them down her thighs.
Even though the chilled air hit every part of her, the very knowledge that he
was staring at her had her body hot.
    When
she tossed the garments free she stood