Nicole Edwards - Travis

Give it up, do as I say

Give it up and let me have my way

I'll give you love, I'll hit you like a truck

I'll give you love, I'll teach you how to...

A shiver ran through her and Kylie found herself holding her breath as she watched the scene right along with several others in the room. Once Xander was reclining flat on his back, his arms went down by his sides while the woman moved around to the end where his head was resting. They were talking to one another again.

Kylie’s attention went to his hand, the way it moved over his flat stomach to the button on his leather pants. She watched as he unbuttoned them, lowered the zipper and slowly separated them until his massive cock was revealed.

I'd like to put you in a trance, all over

Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body

As Kylie stared in awe, he began stroking himself slowly, running his beefy hand over the long, thick shaft from root to tip, squeezing unusually tightly. Or at least it looked that way to Kylie.

Xander must have given the woman instructions because she put her knees on the couch and crawled forward, straddling his head and facing his feet. The woman’s eyes were focused intently on the way Xander was stroking himself.

Kylie had the sudden urge to move closer so she could get a better view. Travis must have known what she wanted because he leaned down from behind her, his cheek pressing against hers, both of them still facing the couple in the middle of the room.

There's a certain satisfaction

In a little bit of pain

“Why isn’t she sucking him?” she asked, realizing precisely how incredibly graphic her question was, and if she weren’t so riveted, she might actually be embarrassed.

“Why would she?”

“I figured that’s what he was telling her to do,” she said. Kylie didn’t know much about the whole BDSM thing, but something about the guy just gave off a supremely dominant vibe.

“Sometimes things aren’t what you expect them to be,” Travis told her. “Watch closely. One of his hands is on his cock, the other is at his side, and she’s still wearing a thong. In a second, she’s going to be riding his face for all she’s worth, and he’s not going to use his hands.”

“How do you know?” she asked breathlessly, her eyes glued to the pair.

“Just watch.”

And that’s exactly what she did.

Only the one that hurts you can make you feel better

Only the one that inflicts pain can take it away

♂♂♀

Gage had no idea how long they stayed downstairs, but it was twice as long as he wanted. Once Kylie was entranced by watching Xander and the woman he was with, she hadn’t wanted to leave, and he’d been hard pressed to stay downstairs.

Gage wasn’t particularly impressed by the scene – he’d pretty much seen the same thing many times before – but he could easily understand her fascination. And he was turned on by how intensely Kylie was watching them. And now that he had convinced her to come back to their hotel suite so they could put on their own little show, he was doing his best not to tear that little black dress from her body.

“Mmmm,” Kylie moaned as Gage pulled her flush against his body as soon as the door shut behind them, his tongue diving into her mouth, stealing her kiss and every ounce of hunger she’d stored up by watching.

Raising her tight dress around her hips, Gage easily lifted her and let her wrap her legs around him as he made his way across the room. He gently lowered her to the bed, his knee coming to rest between her thighs as they devoured one another.

He felt strong hands on his back, and he shifted, allowing Travis to ease his jacket from his arm, then moved so he could pull it all the way off. Realizing he had his shoulder holster on, he forced himself away from Kylie long enough to remove his weapon and then his shirt. Much to his relief, Travis was dropping his clothes left and right.

“Come here,” Travis told him as he started to unbutton his pants. “I think it’s time we give her a good show.”

Damn. Gage really liked the idea of that. And he knew just what Travis had in mind. Warm hands slid into the waistband of his pants as Travis slid the zipper down and then lowered his slacks over his hips just as Gage was stepping out of his shoes.

“I’ve wanted to do this all night.”

Gage peered down at Travis as he lowered himself to his knees directly in front of him. As gently as he could manage, he slid his fingers into Travis’ dark, silky hair, holding him while Travis’ warm tongue laved him from root to tip, pausing at the top to swirl around the head of his cock and then again at the bottom as he sucked his balls into his mouth.

“Fuck, Travis.” Gage wasn’t sure he’d be able to remain upright if the man kept doing that.

Travis didn’t seem to be looking for permission because he continued to torment him with his lips and tongue, using his teeth occasionally to scrape lightly along the hard length of his cock. Gage tightened his hand in Travis’ hair, letting him know he was pushing him, and unless he wanted this to be over before it started, he was going to have to stop.

The hint worked because Travis slowly stood, his hand continuing to stroke Gage’s cock firmly, keeping him hovering right there on the precipice. Gage sucked in a breath, but as much as he loved what Travis was doing, his erratic heartbeat was now credited to the delectable woman lying flat on the bed, her dress in a heap on the pillow, the knee high boots still on.

“Fucking hell,” Travis groaned as he turned to see what Gage was staring at. “That’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

Yeah, Gage was pretty sure he was right there with Travis. Not only was Kylie mostly naked, she was also using her fingers to play with her clit while she watched them.

“As much as I would like to watch this all night,” she said in a seductive whisper, “I’d really like to feel one of you inside me right now.”

Travis growled, and the heated friction that had been on Gage’s cock disappeared. He watched as Travis closed the distance to the bed, but he didn’t climb on with Kylie. Instead, he took her hand and helped her to stand, leading her over to a chair that sat in the corner. When Travis lowered himself into the chair, Gage held his breath.

“Sit on my cock, baby,” Travis commanded. “And when you’re riding me, I want you to watch Gage as he strokes himself.”

Gage knew this was not going to be easy. He did not want to come by his own hand. Not tonight.

“And then, after I make you come with my cock, I’m going to lay you on the bed and bury my tongue in your sweet pussy while Gage fucks me.” Travis’ stormy blue eyes lifted to meet his. “Hard.”

Fucking hell.

Gage didn’t move at first. Shit, he didn’t think he could. His legs might not have been working, but his eyes were. He watched as Kylie lowered herself down onto Travis while she was still facing Gage.

Reverse cowgirl.

Yeah, this might not work out in his favor because as much as Gage wanted to fuck Travis until they were both begging for release, watching the two of them like that was un-fucking-believable.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck me hard,” Travis groaned, leaning back in the chair while Kylie used her thigh muscles to lift and lower herself up and then down, her eyes focused between Gage’s legs where he continued to stroke his cock. He refused to sync to the rhythm she was keeping because he would’ve certainly come in his own hand.

“Kylie,” Gage said her name. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“So are you,” she answered, her eyes traveling up his body and locking with his.