AintNoAngel (12 page)

They both slept late and were quiet on the way to the police
station.

Jessie was sad. She knew that Travis would be leaving soon
and she didn’t know what to say to get him to stay.

But that was just it. She didn’t want to say something that
would reveal what she was feeling. She wanted him to stay on his own. Because
he wanted to.

He helped her from his big truck and they entered the police
station together. But he didn’t reach for her hand and her heart started a slow
sink.

Once they were inside they were separated.

They gave their statements and then Travis drove her home.

She expected him to leave when they got back to the house
but he shut the truck off and stared out ahead for a few minutes before turning
to her.

“I know a lot has happened in the last few days,” he began.
“But I was wondering how you would feel about one more night.” He smiled at her
and she realized he was uncertain.

Jessie hesitated. While she did want him, more time with him
was just going to make it that much harder to say goodbye. But her heart was
already going to be broken. What was one more night of pleasure?

At least it would give her something to think about in the
lonely nights that were sure to come.

“One more night sounds good to me,” she told him.

He reached for her hand. “Do you remember what I asked for?”

She did. It had been in the back of her mind since he had
brought it up. A night of kinky sex might be just what she needed to erase the
memories of the night before.

“I do.”

“Still up for it?” he asked.

“Yes, Travis. I am.”

He grinned at her and pulled her into his lap, kissing her
long and deep. She absorbed the feeling of him, not wanting to forget one
little detail.

Jessie spent the day resting after she had called Marc and
Brad and then Betty. She assured them all that everything was fine and that
Cyrus was in custody.

Marc and Brad wanted to return immediately but she talked
them into waiting until tomorrow. She wanted this one last night to be perfect
and she wanted to be alone with Travis.

She wanted to forget all about everything but the two of
them. Cyrus seemed like so much a part of her past that she didn’t want one
second to be wasted thinking about him.

She would do for Travis what she had never done for any
other man. She knew what he wanted. What he was asking for with this last night
together.

He wanted her to give herself to him. To let him take total
control over her body and her mind. What was scary was that he already had
control over her heart and he didn’t even know it.

Her mind wandered back to their first night together and
when he had asked her to take her clothes off for him. She hadn’t been able to
do it.

But this time she didn’t feel as if she was losing something
by giving in to him. She felt as if she was gaining something.

The day passed, Travis making phone calls and wrapping up
his end of things with Cyrus.

When night came he turned his cell phone off and sat next to
her on the couch.

Her heart sped up and she studied him, wanting to remember
the gray of his eyes and the dark lashes around them. She knew now that they
would go soft and warm after lovemaking and they would go dark and stormy when
she pressed his buttons.

“I bought you something,” he said, his voice low and
gravelly.

“You did?” She smiled.

Pulling something from beside the couch, he handed her a
plain brown shipping box. It was bigger than she expected and she gave it a
little shake. “Can I open it?” She was practically bouncing on the seat.

He continued to surprise her and she wanted to make him
happy.

Travis stood and then crouched before her on the floor,
chuckling at her excitement. “I never would have guessed that you like
surprises and presents.”

“What can I say?” she said with a shrug and a giggle. “Can I
open this now?”

“Wait.” His face became serious and she stopped her excited
movements. “I ordered these things just as fun. You don’t have to wear any of
it if you don’t want to.”

“What do you want me to do?”

He hesitated for a moment. “Wear it all.”

He kissed her quickly. “Go get ready and I’m going to run into
town to pick us up some dinner.” He stood and went to the door but paused
before going out it. “There is one thing in there that we didn’t talk about
yet. Wait for me on that one, okay?”

“What is it?” she asked.

“You’ll know it when you see it,” he said with a wink and
then was gone.

* * * * *

Jessie hurried to her room and closed the door behind her.
She ripped into the box and dumped the contents on the bed.

There was a necklace of some kind, long and sparkly, a white
dress that was incredibly short and had a deep, plunging neckline. It had a matching
white thong and he had even thought of shoes. White, high-heeled and strappy
around the ankles.

There was something else too. Picking up the little box, she
read,
jeweled butt plug
. She had heard about them, of course, but had
never tried them. Pulling it out, she looked it over. It was smaller than she
expected but heavy, made of stainless steel. One end of it had a large
sparkling gem, light-blue, the same color as her eyes.

This was what he must have been talking about, what he
wanted her to wait on. But just holding it in her hand was exciting. She wasn’t
sure how to go about using it but by the end of the night she would know.

Smiling slightly, she grabbed the other things and headed to
the bathroom and the shower.

She was just coming down the stairs when he got back from
town. The white dress he picked out for her was fluttering around her legs as
she descended. She took his breath away and his mind went momentarily blank as
her eyes met his. He worried that his feelings for this stubborn, red-haired
firecracker were toppling over some unseen edge and he was helpless to stop them.

If he had any doubts before that he was in love with her
then they were gone now. It was going to be hard to say goodbye even if he
couldn’t offer her what she deserved. But he was going to make sure that after
tonight she would never forget him.

He would never forget her.

His greedy gaze couldn’t hold hers for long, wanting to take
in every detail. Her hair was a mass of fiery curls around her face, flowing
down her back. The dress hugged her hips and the deep plunge of the front
revealed the necklace, coming from her throat to split, each side disappearing
under the white material.

He knew that both of her nipples were confined in the little
circles at the end of each short chain. He could just see them through the
fabric, pink and stiff, pressing and swaying with each step.

She got closer and he could smell her sweet scent. She
stopped one maddening inch from touching him and he reached out to jerk her
against his chest.

It was rougher than he intended but she lifted her face and
just smiled.

“I think dinner is going to have to wait,” he choked out.

She nodded and ran her fingernails down his shirt.

“Go upstairs and I’ll be right there.”

She turned and headed back the way she had come but he
couldn’t move his feet or his gaze until she was out of sight.

Adjusting his rock-hard cock in his jeans, he tossed the
food in the fridge and took the stairs two at a time after her.

Jessie had hardly made it to her bed before she heard Travis
coming behind her. His big frame filled the doorway and he was already pulling
his shirt over his head.
Oh yes.

He moved slowly and deliberately as he met her at the foot
of the bed. Reaching down, he held up the little box with the butt plug still
in it.

“What do you think about trying this?”

She smirked up at him. “I’d like to but I was hoping that
you would help me with it.”

“I think I could be persuaded,” he said, tilting his hips to
grind against her. He was hard and pushing against his jeans.

Inspiration struck her and she got down on her knees in
front of him. She sucked in a breath as her movement pulled the chains of her
necklace tight on her nipples.

“Put your hands behind your head.”

Cocking an eyebrow up, he said, “Bossy today, aren’t we?”
but he did as she asked, lacing his fingers together behind his head.

“I think the boss has the right to be bossy every now and
then, don’t you?” He looked even taller from her spot on the floor.

Her hands were steady as she reached for his zipper,
shifting it down carefully over his bulge. Popping the button, she shoved her
fingers in the waistband of his boxers, working around to his ass and pushing
them down a few inches.

His big, stiff cock sprang free, catching her in the cheek.
He groaned and his body tensed. She took a moment to study him from her view on
the floor. He was taller, broader and his appetizing member was twitching mere
inches from her mouth.

She raised her gaze to look at his face. His eyes were
hooded and his arms corded with tight muscles. Flicking her tongue out, she
caught the drop of moisture that had leaked out. There was no way she was going
to be able to fit all of him in her mouth, so she started with her tongue.
Licking and lapping up and down his length, circling around to get the
sensitive underside.

Her hand came up to cup his balls just as her lips closed
over the head. He groaned and his hips bucked forward, sliding him deeper into
her mouth.

“Oh fuck, yeah, baby.” He rocked harder into her and she
moaned her approval around the mouthful. His skin was silky smooth and she
loved the feel of him rubbing back and forth on her tongue.

She sucked hard and before she knew it he was pulling free
of her mouth and lifting her to her feet. “That’s quite a method of persuasion
you have.”

He bent her over the end of her bed so she was braced on her
arms and her ass was high in the air, level with his face when he knelt behind
her. She was wet and ready for him and wiggled her rear to lure him in closer.

His hand came down hard on her ass, catching her off guard,
and she squeaked out a moan.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help it. You have a great ass.”

Looking at him over her shoulder, she asked, “Are you really
sorry? I think I’d rather you didn’t do that unless you mean it.”

“Hold still. You have never used one of these before?”

She flipped her hair out of the way so she could see him. He
held up the butt plug. “No, I haven’t.”

Giving her a devilish grin, he smacked her ass again,
playfully but with enough force to leave her pink. Lowering her thong, he
helped her step out of it. Then she felt his face between her cheeks as he
spread them with his hands and licked her puckered hole. It was intense and she
could swear that she felt every stiff hair that covered his jaw.

Too soon he was flipping her over to her back, lifting and
spreading her legs. He spread some cool, smooth lube on her and slowly began to
work the plug in. Her fingers dug into the sheets as the toy thickened,
spreading her. It got wider and wider and just when she thought she could take
no more the pressure released and she felt her body close around the end,
locking it in place.

“That looks amazing.” His voice was filled with wonder as he
stared down at her, his fingers massaging her thighs. Relaxing, she got used to
the new sensation of being filled there. The quick hint of pain was gone and
she felt incredibly full back there but her pussy was dripping with want.

Travis lowered her legs to the floor and stood, pulling her
up with him. It was strange to have the full feeling intensify as her feet hit
the floor. Travis hooked his fingers in the straps at her shoulders and let go,
watching the material slide down her arms and to the floor at her feet.

Her nipples had been hard and confined for the last hour and
she could feel every wisp of air that blew her way and, what was more, he knew
it. Cupping her breasts, he let them slide through his fingers and fall, the
chains pulling tight.

She moaned and swayed toward him, not sure how much longer
her shaky legs would hold her. He caught her up around the waist and laid her
back on the bed, his lips coming down hard on hers. Jessie was aware only of
him, the feel of his skin under her fingers, his weight on her throbbing
nipples.

Travis kissed his way down her body, pausing only briefly to
flick her nipples before continuing his descent. Reaching her swelling folds,
he buried his mouth against her, eating her like a starving man. It was too
much and she felt the quickening of her body, her back bowing and her legs
clamping on his head as she came.

He groaned his approval as she ground against him, then
finally relaxing, her body going limp on the bed as his tongue still worked
her.

Standing up, he swiftly kicked off his jeans and slid a
condom on. Then he lay next to her, pulling her on top to straddle his hips.
Sitting up, she braced her hands on his chest and lifted her body, offering him
entrance.

Gripping her sides tightly, he impaled her on his rigid
cock, sliding into her yielding body. She felt the tightness of her muscles,
slowly easing to accommodate both Travis and the heavy little plug that was
still lodged firmly in her ass.

“You’re so tight, baby, stay still a minute.”

“Not sure if I can, Travis!”

He gave a quick bark of laughter and smacked her rear. “Try.”

She sat up and balanced her body on her bent legs, taking
the weight off her arms. Grabbing her wrists, he held both of them behind her
back with one hand while he played with her breasts with the other. They were
so sensitive and having her arms back thrust them forward into his hand
eagerly. The necklace swung between them. Each movement of his hand had the
little silver rings tightening on her hard nipples.