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Take Me (Take Me #1)(33)
Author: Bella Andre

The new Lily was going to take as much pleasure, as much joy, as much of Travis as she could get. She had thirty years of drudgery to make up for, and by God, making love with Travis in a grove of olive trees under a Tuscan moon was the perfect place to start.

Pressing up on her tippy toes, she licked at Travis’s full lower lip. She groaned as his taste exploded on her tongue—an all-male essence mixed with Chianti and need. His lips turned up with pleasure, but still, he pulled away ever so slightly.

“Tell me, Lily.”

Lily found herself unable to look him in the eye. All of her shyness hit her like a brick, but she realized, with a force akin to anger, how much she hated feeling shy.

Boldly turning her gaze to his, she brushed her thumb across the dark, sexy stubble on Travis’s chin. “I want you, Travis,” she said, and he groaned and came forward to kiss her. Lily stilled him with a finger across his lips, soft and yet strong at the same time. “I want you to be my business partner this week,”

she said, and his face fell. Feeling wicked, she added, “And I want you to be my lover, too.”

Her words registered, then his lips were on hers and his hands everywhere. In her hair, on her br**sts, running up her thighs. She untucked his soft T-shirt and ran her fingers up his taut abdomen, loving the hills and valleys of his muscles. Unable to get as much of him as she wanted, she tugged his T-shirt up over his head. He let go of her long enough so that she could strip him. She threw his shirt up in the air and it landed on a branch in the olive tree they were leaning against.

She couldn’t help it, she was so incredibly happy, and her laugh rang out through the grove of trees into the glorious night. Travis cupped her face in his hands and tilted her mouth toward his to get better access to her. He sucked and licked and bit and tasted, and she mirrored his every move.

Her fingers were trembling with excitement, and she fumbled with the snap on his jeans, wanting to feel the velvety hot softness of his c**k in her hands. “Help,” she said between love bites, but all he did was chuckle softly and shake his head no.

“Too busy with your perfect br**sts,” he murmured, and it was true, he was palming and cupping her globes, taking her ni**les between his thumb and forefinger and rubbing them in such a delicious way she really couldn’t argue with him.

Finally, the snap popped open on his jeans, and she hurriedly unzipped the fly. “Yes,” she said in victory, having won the battle with his stupid pants. If it were up to her, he would walk around naked, or maybe, in a Roman toga. Surely the Romans hadn’t worn anything under their togas, so she would have easy access to his c**k whenever she needed it.

Like right then. God how she needed to touch him.

She shoved the jeans down his lean hips as he pulled the dress up to her waist.

“Nice thong,” he said as he admired the wispy black lace with red kisses on it. “Gives me some ideas.”

He began to kneel down, but as much as Lily wanted him to tongue her clit, she needed to take him in her mouth more.

“No, me first,” she said as she dropped to her knees, barely wincing as a hard olive crunched under her kneecap. What was a little pain when she was face to c**k with the most incredible penis ever created?

He was so hard his veins were visibly pulsing. A thick dollop of clear precome rested on the tip, waiting for her to lick it off. “Yummy,” she said as she leaned forward and swiped her tongue across the head.

Travis groaned and threaded his hands in her hair, pushing the tip against her plump, puckered lips. She turned her head sideways and licked and sucked at the length of him, purposefully staying away from his sensitive head. Her fingers toyed with his balls, the soft skin of his anus. He bucked into her mouth, finally managing to slip the head between her lips.

Lily sucked at the tip, so big and round and deliciously swollen, letting her tongue tease the tiny hole. And then he pushed into her mouth, and she was taking him into her throat as deep as she could, wanting to suck all of the life out of him. All the while, she felt herself growing impossibly wet, her juices beading down her thigh, knowing that she was mere seconds away from feeling his tongue lapping at her clit.

“Oh God, Lily,” he roared, as his penis pulsed once then twice then three times in her mouth, his hot come shooting down her throat. Lily wanted to suck down every last drop of his sweet essence and instinctively she tightened her lips around his shaft and squeezed his balls as he came.

His legs grew limp and she smiled around his cock, still rock-hard in her mouth. His fingers loosened in her hair, then he was kicking his feet out of his shoes, stepping out of his jeans to be naked on his knees in front of her, kissing her deeply, passionately.

“You’re incredible,” he said.

“I love the way you taste, Travis.”

“Let me taste you now,” he said, repositioning them so that she was lying on her back, cradled by the old roots, of the olive tree. He pushed her dress up over her br**sts. “Raise your arms, sweetheart.” He pulled the dress off and gently laid it down before turning to look at her in the moonlight, with only her wispy lace thong and bra covering her naked skin from his gaze.

“Bella Lily,” he whispered reverently and her heart swelled up with something she was afraid to name. He thrust his thumbs beneath the edges of her thong and slid it down her thighs, inflaming every inch of skin that he touched, following his fingers with love bites and kisses.

His fingers found her swollen nub, and he absently began to press and swirl at it. She raised her hips into his fingers and he looked at her, a naughty gleam in his eyes. “Did you know that some people think the Italian word ‘diletto’ is where we get ‘dildo’ from?”

As he said dildo, he slipped two fingers into her. Lily’s muscles contracted with delight. She was so close.

She shook her head, more from dizzy delight than in answer to his question. “No,” she panted, “I didn’t know that.”

“Ah,” he said, sliding his fingers in and out of her, each fraction of an inch more perfect than the next against her fevered skin, “you like dildos don’t you, Lily?”

She would have blushed if she hadn’t already been so flushed with longing. How could he know about her collection of mailorder dildos? How could he know how much she loved to play with them late at night after seeing him at one of Luke’s parties, after watching him longingly from across the room?

   
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