“Then why have I been deprived for two weeks?”
He stills, chest tightening with something—guilt, desire, I can’t tell. “It’s been... hard.”
“My mom is safe. I’m safe. We’re all okay.”
He sighs. “Yeah, baby, I know, but it has been fuckin’ hectic.”
“Does that mean we can’t make love? Can’t fuck against walls?”
“Violet...”
“String me up and fuck me while I dangle in the air?”
A chuckle. “Mischief, quit...”
“Get on all fours and ride me like a tractor...”
He laughs. “Fuck me.”
“Are you unattracted to me?”
He groans. “No, fuck, no.”
“Then please...” I press back into him. “I need you.”
“Maybe if you tell me just how much?” he growls against my ear, hot and demanding.
“Let me show you.”
I reach for his hand and bring it around, spreading my legs wide and pressing his fingers to my pussy. He growls, throaty and full of lust. “Fuck, baby.”
“I know you can’t tell,” I breathe. “But I’m so fucking wet.”
“Fuck.”
I turn and meet his gaze. “Now. I need you to fuck me every way you can manage in this bath.”
His pupils dilate. He lifts me effortlessly, perches me on the tub’s edge, and tugs my legs open. He leans forward, tongue sweeping a slow, expert trail over my clit. I arch, head snapping back to the tile with a delicious smack. He licks and bites my clit until I’m trembling, need dripping from every inch of me. Then, he slides one finger inside me, then another, curling them just so. I writhe, moaning his name.
“Patience, my beautiful girl,” he murmurs, even as I plead for more.
With a wicked grin, he stands and scoops me up, water going everywhere. My muffled protest follows him.
“Trav, I wanted it in the bath...”
“Not enough friction in the bath. I need to feel your sweet cunt juices running over my dick.”
I open my mouth and gasp. “Travis Phoenix!”
He grins. “Now tell me, where do you want it?”
I squeak. “I want you to fuck me against the wall—hard, fast, no mercy.”
He pauses, eyes dark with triumph. “Fucking done.”
I pull him down for a scorching kiss, tasting myself on his lips. When I break away, I’m dripping with more than just water. He places me against the wall, spinning me around and pressing my face into it before he lines up behind me and drags his cock up and down my bottom with deliberate slowness. Only then does he slowly push into me, making me gasp.
“One more thing?”