“Yes,” he growled, and his fingers found her hips. “My imagination about you is limitless.”
She reached for her belt and untied the loose knot. She broke the kiss and met Travis’s gaze as she peeled the thick cotton robe from her shoulders. The cool air wafted against her bare skin. She shivered as she watched Travis’s jaw clench.
She wasn’t nervous about baring herself to him. With the way he looked at her, she felt beautiful. Strong and feminine. The glint in his eyes encouraged her to be brazen.
“Touch me,” she said softly, encouraging him.
He rubbed his thumb against her lips before kissing her lightly and planting more kisses on her chin and along her neck. Christine hummed her approval as he touched her everywhere, stoking her desire. It felt hypnotic; seemed otherworldly.
Christine saw his face soften as he noticed her heartbeat. It was too loud, too fast. But this was how he made her feel. Bold and daring. She wanted to love with a roar instead of a whisper.
His hand dipped farther and Christine’s breathing became choppy. He claimed her breast and she closed her eyes and bit her lip. Her tight nipple rasped against his palm. She sensed his gaze on her face and thrust her breast deeper into his hold. Christine smiled as his fingers caressed her flesh.
She lay down on the table, her fluffy bathrobe bunched up beneath her. Christine slowly opened her eyes and focused on Travis’s face. Lust, raw and unapologetic, was reflected in his eyes, She heard the moan rumble in his chest.
Christine stretched her arms above her and rolled her hips. “I want your hands all over me,” she murmured as she tousled her long hair with her fingers.
Travis flattened his hands on the table and leaned into her. She lifted and met him halfway for a sizzling kiss. She grasped the back of his head and dipped her tongue into his mouth. She tasted his need and his excitement. She was surrounded by his body heat and his masculine scent.
The tips of her breasts rubbed against his shirt and she grumbled with impatience. Christine reached for the hem of his shirt and struggled to remove it from him. Travis reluctantly pulled his mouth away from hers to shed the shirt before he reclaimed her with a thorough kiss.
Christine explored his body, raking her hands over his shoulders, down his broad back. He was so strong. He then dipped his head and licked her stiff nipple with the tip of his tongue.
She gasped as a delicious heat coiled deep within her. “More,” she said hoarsely.
Christine felt his smile against her skin as he continued to tease her with the flick of his tongue and the edge of his teeth. She rocked under him as the wild sensations flashed through her.
Travis fondled her breasts as he kissed a path down her stomach. The tension built inside her as her skin tingled. She never wanted this feeling to end.
He parted her thighs, stroked her and covered her sex with the palm of his hand. Christine moaned as he caressed her. When his mouth replaced his fingers, Christine climaxed hard.
Sweat coated her skin as the blinding heat swept through her. Everything went silent for a moment before all her senses were reeling. “Travis!”
He continued to pleasure her as the sensations pulsed through her body. Satisfaction was hers as her fingers slackened and her legs went limp. She murmured a few words to him but her voice was weak.
Travis rose and leaned down to press his mouth against her ear. Christine shuddered when his hot breath wafted against her skin.
“What did you say?” he asked. “More?”
She swallowed roughly. “I love you,” she whispered.
Christine felt the surprise course through his body. An emotion she couldn’t define glowed in his dark eyes. She couldn’t tell if he was going to pounce or back away.
Her muscles burned and shook as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Don’t overthink it,” she said. “Go with your instincts.”
Travis hesitated for a moment before he captured her mouth with his. His kiss was fierce. Emotional. Complete. And she wanted it. She wanted it all.
She encouraged him to do more. A sigh of relief staggered from her throat as he teased and massaged her body.
He broke the kiss and reached for his jeans. She saw how his hands shook as he impatiently fumbled with the foil package and then put on the condom.
Travis drew her closer to the edge of the table. Her gaze met his and it seemed she saw everything in his eyes. The hope, the fears and the need. He was holding nothing back.
He tilted her hips and said her name when he entered her. She held on to Travis as he closed his eyes and withdrew slightly before he sank back into her heat. It was as if his body couldn’t deny hers.
His rhythm was strong but unpredictable. Christine stretched out her arms and grasped the edges of the table as she met his thrusts with the roll of her hips. She lay before him, open and naked for his pleasure, but she felt powerful as Travis fought for control.