Page 72 of Echoes From Within
“You will not be going to that damn club,” he yells out. “You do know what kind of club it is, don’t you, Sophia? You will literally see people tied up, whipped, and gagged. They have sex right there on the floor during a scene. Is that something you can han…”
When he finally walks into our room he freezes.
“I’m sure I could handle it just fine,” I say, squeezing my exposed breast with one hand while the other holds the vibrator on my pussy. “I’m so achy, Travis,” I whine. “If you’re not going to take care of me then I’m going to do it myself using that.”
I nod to the pink dildo lying beside me. “I can’t get my own man to make me feel good so I’ll have to figure out another way.”
“Sophia,” Travis groans while he adjusts himself.
I can see the bulge in his jeans. Actually, I can feel it each night.
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t handle, Travis Montgomery,” I say, knowing what he’s going to say. “If you don’t want me, just say it.”
It’s all a ploy. I know the man wants me. He just doesn’t want to break me.
But damn it, I want him to break me. I want him to ruin me. I want him to cause me to shatter into a million pieces because I know he’s the only one who can put me back together.
Travis unbuttons his pants and pulls out his cock.
And what a gloriously hard cock it is. My mouth waters with need.
“Does this look like I don’t want you, baby?” he asks, stroking himself slowly.
“I fucking crave you. I’m a starving man.”
“And I’m an achy and needy woman,” I say.
Spreading my legs wider, I drop the vibrator and grab the dildo. I place the tip against my entrance and start to press in. The pressure feels amazing but before I can go any further, Travis rips it from my hand and tosses it to the floor.
“My dick will be the only one allowed in your pussy,” he says. “Fuck, baby. I’ve been neglecting you.”
“Yes, you have,” I whine. “Please, Travis. I need you.”
“Then you’ll have me,” he says, pulling my legs up and draping them over his shoulders.
“Hold on, baby,” he says. He wraps his hands around my back and lifts me until I’m literally sitting on his shoulder, my pussy right at his mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I’m going to be here for a while.”
His breath against my sensitive skin is almost my undoing.
“I won’t make it,” I cry as his tongue slides through my lips.
“You won’t have to, babygirl,” he says. “I want you to come as many times as you want. As a matter of fact, let’s make it a bet. I will make you come three times before I shove my dick inside of you, making you come again.”
“Too much,” I say as he flicks my clit. “Just once. Maybe twice.”
The vibrations of his chuckle partnered with the flicking of his tongue is all it takes. If he weren’t holding my back I would have fallen backwards with the force of the orgasm.
“One,” he laughs, tossing me on the bed. He forces my knees apart and smacks my pussy when I try to close them again.
“Too sensitive,” I cry as he dives back in. This time, he uses his fingers and shoves two of them inside of me. Once again, without warning, my body explodes.
“Two,” he says possessively. “One more baby and you get my cock.”
I can’t. There’s no way my body can come again.
Travis slowly licks me as he works his fingers in and out. Using his thumb, he uses my own slick to rub against my small hole. I tense for a moment before Travis starts flicking my clit back and forth at a crazy speed. I feel a little pressure as he inserts his thumb into my ass.