His Dark Promise (Siren Publishing Classic) (11 page)

He told her to let go and feel the pleasure when the pressure became too much. “Just feel, Holly. Let the pleasure take you where it wants to take you and come for me, darlin’. Come now for me.” His words feathered over her heated skin, and on a hoarse cry she came in a gush of warm liquid silk on his fingers he fucked her with. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she sucked some air into her lungs as she fought to breathe. The orgasm was too much. She felt ripped apart and now had to somehow put herself back together again.

“Travis...” She was breathless and still on edge after climaxing hard on his wicked fingers. Holly needed him to take her here on the balcony with the night sky surrounding them and the city lights glowing in the background. She needed to feel his possession once again, and this was about the most romantic setting they were going to get. Uncurling her fingers from around the railing, she turned around and dropped to her knees in front of him. She reached up and quickly released the button and zipper on his jeans and pushed them down his thighs, freeing his throbbing, weeping erection.

The size of his dick still had the ability to amaze her and stun her. It certainly was a magnificent sight to see for sure. “Are you just going to tease me and stare at my cock all night, darlin’, or are you planning on sucking it?”

“Now, now, Mr. Kane, shouldn’t you be asking me nicely to suck your massive dick?” she asked him with a shy smile, curving her lips and fluttering her eyelashes at him.

He answered her with a groan then added, “Damn it, Holly, stop teasing me and suck my dick already.”

Holly gave in and wrapped her lips around the crest of his cock then swirled her tongue at the weeping slit to gather up his essences. She swallowed his taste down while he tangled his hands into her hair. He tugged lightly on the lengths and pushed further into her mouth. She relaxed her jaw
allowing him to push more
of his hard, hot length into her mouth. She then lowered one hand and clasped it around the base of his cock and worked her mouth and hand in tandem with each other.

Hearing his strangled growl of approval, Holly doubled her efforts on his cock so he would spill his warm seed into her mouth. She needed it and wanted it with a desperation she didn’t want to acknowledge out loud. However, it seemed Travis had other ideas. He tugged hard on her hair and pulled her away from his cock until it popped free from her lips. Holly rose slowly to her feet and stared
up
at him, waiting for
Travis
to instruct her on how he wanted her and where.

“Lean forward on the railing, feet spread wide just like before, Holly. I want you to lift your dress up high enough to present me with your pussy and ass, and then I’ll choose which one I want to take. Do it now,” he growled.

Holly quickly scrambled to do as commanded of her, knowing Travis’s control was slipping fast. Gripping the railing with one hand she spread her stance as wide as she could go without toppling over. Her other hand grasped her dress to bunch it up at her waist, baring her pussy and butt to him. The feel of his warm hand caressing the cheeks of her ass had her shivering against his touch. He then fitted the tip of his cock to the entrance to her core and drove straight in.

Pleasure and pain washed over her from the animalistic way he took her. He had one hand splayed across her bare mound so he could fiddle lightly with her clit and the other hand rested on softness of her belly pressing her back on to him. Over and over again he shuttled his cock into her weeping core. They both were moaning and panting, fighting to stay afloat in the sea of overwhelming pleasure washing around them. The pressure he applied to her clit became harder and more intolerable to withstand by the second. Her orgasm was intensifying at a rapid speed, and Holly knew it was only a simple matter of him commanding her to come and she would explode into an ecstasy she would never ever get used to as it consumed her so completely.

“Come,” he managed to growl
out
and she screamed his name out loud. Her eyes were closed as her body trembled and shook from the force of her climax. On and on it went, taking her higher and higher. Holly wasn’t aware of anything around her. She wasn’t aware of the agony etched on
Travis’s
face as he fell into his own tortured form of ecstasy. She wasn’t even aware of the rumble of thunder echoing from the dark sky above them. She didn’t even feel the heavy drops of rain splattering on her skin as the heavens above opened up to shower them in their own form of rapture.

The only thing she was aware of was the warm splash of his seed jetting deep inside of her. She moaned at the feel of it. It was heaven and she wanted the feeling to never end. “Travis, oh god it feels so good, baby, so good.”

She was trying to catch her breath on the way down from the lofty heights he took her body to. He had proved to her time and time again he was the conductor of her body and she was his delicate instrument he could play with. And once again he performed his role flawlessly and gave her what she had been wanting from him, the feel of his warm release flowing into her, marking her as his woman.

Travis may not have realized he had taken her unprotected, but Holly did, and she had no regrets about it. They may not have openly discussed her use of birth control as a couple. She was, however, covered by being on the pill. So in a way she had ended up protecting him tonight.

He may have only temporarily marked her body with his lovemaking and taken her to that forbidden place she could only eve
r
go with him. But could Travis Kane give her his heart as well? That was the silent question that formed on her lips as he slipped from her body. Could he love her? God, she sure hoped so. The not knowing was the part that was playing on her mind and destroying her emotions.

When Travis stepped inside to grab a warm cloth to clean her up with, Holly gazed out into the darkness and wondered what she was meant to do now. Should she tell him what was in her heart or keep on denying her feelings totally to protect herself from his possible rejection? After all, she had rejected him numerous times in the past. It was only fair that he had a chance to do the same to her, wasn’t it?

Holly lay awake in Travis’s arms the following morning staring down at the words engraved on the back of the watch he had given her. “Oceans may separate us, distance may come between us, but you’ll always be my sweet darlin’.” He had given her the watch late last night in bed right after he made love to her again. It was also the reason for his errand late yesterday afternoon. He had wanted to get the back of the watch engraved, he had told her.

S
he slid
a glance over his sleeping form before lifting her gaze to the window where the curtains were only partially drawn in the oversized bedroom,
giving
her an unspoiled view of the sun rising high in the late mornin
g
. Mindlessly she ran her fingers across the top of the diamond-encrusted watch. His farewell gift to her he had told her when he gave it to her. “It’s not an early Christmas gift, Holly. It’s a remember us, gift.”

Even now, Holly could feel the swell of emotion rising in her throat just from remembering those sweet words he had whispered into her ear last night. Travis Kane might not be the most romantic man in the world. He was more into dominating and commanding a woman than sweeping her off her feet with romantic gestures. However, last night he had swept her right off her feet, and then rocked her world when he took her to bed and made love to her. Now, Holly was left dealing with the ramifications of all of it. She found herself contemplating this morning whether Travis was even aware he had taken her twice without protection. She had no regrets over it, none whatsoever. Nonetheless, she couldn’t say the same for him.

What if he did regret his impatient actions and felt remorse for it, even? That was something she hoped, in the light of day, he never felt. Holly didn’t want Travis to feel guilty or sorry for taking her in such a wild and untamed way. What she loved about him most was that dangerous side of his as it brought out her own living-on-the-edge kind of side.

He was going to break her heart for sure.

Holly could already feel the fractures forming the more time she spent with him. How in the world was she ever going to get over him? He had practically destroyed her for any other male on the planet and now thousands of miles and time was going to separate them. Just like the inscribing on the watch stated, “Oceans may separate us, distance may come between us,” and how true those words were and would be. There was no cure for a broken heart, just time, and she would have plenty of that up her sleeve in London.

A small whimper fell from her lips when she realised she would have to see good-bye to him soon. She wasn’t ready to let him go yet. She wasn’t ready to utter the words, “Good-bye, Travis Kane” to him and didn’t think she ever would be.

What in the hell was she going to do without him there to make her laugh when she was down, or see that smile of his that made her knees weak every time he gifted it to her
?
Or when she was lonely and needed to be held and loved who was going to be there for her, when she was thousands of miles away from the man who could provide all that to her and more, so much more. Holly knew she couldn’t back out of the contract she signed for the year-long transfer, but hell, she sure wished she could. She wished she could stay here lying in his arms forever.

Feeling Travis stir awake beneath her, Holly gently rolled over so she was on her side facing him. His chest rose as he took a deep breath in then let it back out. She watched as he lifted a hand to his eyes to rub the sleep away from them. It was such a mundane thing to watch, yet she wanted to commit everything he did to memory. For some dumb reason she wanted to remember his little creature habits and all his morning rituals. Then she would know that he had been real to her and not some a figment of her imagination her mind had come up with.

He was as real as you could get. She smiled briefly when her eyes drifted down the length of his naked torso to where the bedsheet lay tented across his lap. “You like what you see, sweet darlin’?” His gravelly voice drifted over her as he spoke.

Glancing back up at him, Holly smiled slightly even though on the inside her heart hurt and her chest ached. “Are you offering, Mr. Kane?” she whispered to him while ducking her head to take his lips with her own. She caressed her lips over his slowly at first to build up the pleasure and the feel of his moving sensually with hers. He nipped lightly at the corner of her mouth and she returned the favor by doing the same to him. She then cupped his face in both her hands while Travis placed a heavy hand at the back of her head, holding her to him. The fingertips of his other hand glided softly down the length of her spine then travelled just as softly back up it. “Travis,” she moaned against the fullness of his lips.

Slowly he manoeuvred her onto her back so he was hovering above her. She felt his hard thigh pressing between her thighs to part them for his entrance. Her legs fell wide around his hips as he tucked the head of his penis into her pussy and ever so gently eased himself inside of her. Her back arched off the bed at the exquisite way he was taking her this morning. His long, hard shaft moved in and out of
her
in such a manner he managed to scrape the head of his penis against the most sensitive tissues inside her core.

She was totally lost in the haze of passion he was stirring up inside of her. She could feel her emotions coming to a head as her orgasm was brought forth within her. She didn’t want to do anything other than bask in the sensation Travis was driving into her. Her body was writhing beneath his as he drove her higher to that peak she was searching for. She could feel the heat of his larger frame enveloping her and she let herself open up, drawing him deeper into her heart and deeper into her soul. Her release was a bittersweet one when it came. Holly knew she couldn’t let herself feel any more for him than she already did. She had given him more of herself than she had ever planned to. And he took it all without questioning it.

It didn’t bother her that he didn’t question it, what did bother her, though, was that she allowed it to happen. “What are you doing to me, Travis?” Holly hadn’t realized she had whimpered her thoughts out loud until she heard his answering reply. “Just loving you, sweet darlin’, just loving you.”

Holly immediately went still beneath him then shook her head at him in a stubborn gesture. “No, you don’t love me, Travis, I know you don’t.” She tried to roll away from
him
but he was still buried deep inside of her. Shoving at his chest with her hands trying to get him to move off of her, Holly could feel the tears threatening to fall. And the real kicker was she wasn’t even a crier. She never cried at sappy movies. She had never cried when she split up with her last boyfriend or even when she lost her last job a year ago. It wasn’t in her to cry like a baby. Yet she found herself wanting to do just that, all because he wanted to love her. She knew this would happen. She knew her heart would get tangled up with his and yet she was helpless to stop it and at the same time she didn’t want to stop it. “You can’t love me, Travis, you just can’t. Please, please don’t love me,” she pleaded to him again.

She begged for him to move off of her and reluctantly he slipped out of her and she rolled away to the edge of the bed. She needed distance, plus she didn’t want to see the hurt in his eyes. The same hurt she had put there, all because she was too scared to face his love for her and too afraid of her own love for him. What a goddamn fucking mess.