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when he knew unspeakable pleasure lay only moments away.
He studied the planes of John s face, knowing at one word from him, he would
pull out, deny himself to spare any hurt. If he only understood the hurt Travis
feared most was not having John in his life after tonight.
As John pushed, for a flash, Travis wondered if it would actually fit, the pain
had grown so intense. But the further he went, the more the hurt morphed into a
decadent, wondrous sensation.
Are you okay? John whispered.
He nodded quickly, reaching up to brush a hand along his jaw. Thank you.
He thanked him for far more than John would ever know. They would most
likely part ways in the morning, but he wanted John to know how much this night
meant to him.
When John kissed him soft and sweetly, Travis thought maybe he did
understand. Maybe he sensed what was happening between them, too.
Oh, God, you re so tight, John moaned, bracing his hands on either side of
Travis s head, the weight of his shoulders pulling on Travis s thighs as he
practically folded him in half. He loved being pinned like this, gazing up at the
restrained passion contorting John s face as he kneeled above him, the way his
thighs framed him perfectly.
He reached around and gripped John s hips, willing him deeper. More,
please& .
John complied, letting out a groan as he pressed harder this time. When the
tip of his cock finally slid over his prostate, Travis shook, screaming out from the
joy of it.
I m sorry!
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The instant John retreated in a panic, Travis grappled for his hips to keep him
close. No, no! Don t you dare stop now! You re not hurting me. You re right
there! Give it all to me harder, please!
John must have believed the desperate plea, because after kissing one of
Travis s knees, the levy broke. A flood of passion and pain, of heaven and hell,
swamped Travis as John dropped his hips, driving his cock all the way to the root.
Flashes of light blurred his vision from the intensity of John finally being inside
him, his groin flush against his butt, Travis s legs straight up in the air. The
delicious agony of it all. Crying out in exquisite relief, he grabbed a handful of
luscious blond hair and yanked John s mouth down for a starved kiss.
Gasping for breath, Travis rocked his hips up, and finally, blessedly, John
began to move. He released his death grip on John s hair and held on to his
biceps, loving the slide of cock retreating from his body, and craving it to slam
back in. John s movements were gentle and firm, methodical but creative as he
fucked him. He crawled to get closer, pressing Travis s legs back and lifting his
ass off the bed. With a tilt of his hips, John nailed his prostate hard. Travis dug
his fingers into his arm, crying out. With a grunt, John pulled back, only to give
him two short jabs, leaving no part of his insides untouched or unsatisfied by
John s nine-inch cock.
Travis s knees ratcheted to John s body thighs shaking, he met him thrust for
thrust. Fingers still slick from lube, John took hold of Travis s dick. He swore he d
died and gone to heaven as the slick pressure of his stroking made him whimper.
At a loss as to whether he should be fucking John s hand or pushing onto the cock
in his ass, he ended up lost in a wild rhythm of trying to do both, using John s
shoulders as leverage and knowing he would climax in mere seconds.
Oh, God, John! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Travis s voice echoed wantonly in
the tropical night, but he didn t care, too lost to the ecstasy of being filled
completely.
Pressing the flat of both hands on the back of Travis s thighs, John growled,
and began to pound into him. The sudden intensity of his thrusting made Travis s
cock slap wetly, over and over against his stomach. It sent him to the brink.
Clinging to John s massive shoulders, an electric jolt striking just below his spine,
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he released a strangled cry and sharp pleasure exploded from the base of his dick
like the cork bursting free from a shaken bottle of champagne. The first wave of
thick cum hit him in the chin, but he thrashed so hard the second landed on his
thighs and John s belly. As his own ride shuddered to a stop, he remembered to
clench down when the huge cock swelled and quivered inside him as John
reached orgasm, too. Travis swore he could feel the pulses of hot cum filling up
the condom as John thrust his way to completion.
Boneless and melting in elation, they untangled and collapsed in a sweaty
mass of naked limbs and hot spunk. Travis shuddered when John retreated from
his body. He could barely breathe from the weight on top of him, but he hugged
John closer, terrified of the moment when it would end. When Travis returned to
his own room, his own life, never to see John again.
The very idea made him want to weep.
After a sweet kiss, John climbed from the bed, leaving Travis chilled and
hollow. He returned with a warm, wet cloth and lovingly, painstakingly, cleaned
off the cum and excess lube from their bodies. As if nothing were more natural,
the moment he lay beside Travis, they wrapped up in each other s arms, their
bodies fitting perfectly together. Perhaps serendipity really had intervened to put
them together.
All his life, Travis had searched for someone to care for him, protect him. Love
him. Though he d only known John this one night, he wanted to believe their
connection had been genuine. John had even said he cared about him. Yet, Travis
wasn t so dumb he couldn t separate pillow talk from reality. No matter what
ridiculously romantic drivel he wanted to believe, John only came to Turks and
Caicos to get back in the saddle.
Travis would never be more than a one-night stand.
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Chapter Ten
John woke the next morning to sunshine warming his face, the gentle rush of
the Caribbean Sea in the distance a lullaby he could easily get used to serenading
him as he slept. With a lazy, contented sigh, he reached for the slim body of his
new lover only to find cool, untouched sheets. Heart racing, he blinked a few
times and looked around.
Had Travis left without saying good-bye?
His breath let out in a rush of relief when he spied Travis, wrapped in a white
bed sheet, sitting on the edge of the terrace wall, facing the beautiful sunrise.
There you are, John said softly, so as not to startle him.
Travis turned only his head, squinting back at him. His dark hair stood up in
the back and he looked absolutely stunning with the pink morning sky framing
him. Morning.
John climbed from the mattress, his knees popping a little bit. Damn, he
missed the days he could jump out of bed. But the sight of his sexy lover waiting
ten feet away put a decent spring in his step. Wrapping his arms around Travis
from behind, he savored the easy way he leaned into him and shivered when
John kissed a sun-soaked cheek.
He looked down at the dizzying drop. You should be careful sitting up here.
Travis spun to face him, wrapping his legs around his waist and arms around
his neck. You d never let me fall, would you?
Cocking his head to the side, John drew him closer. The sheet shifted and their
naked groins touched. Hoping Travis meant something deeper, John answered
with sincerity, No, I wouldn t.
A smile danced on Travis s rosy lips and without hesitation, John kissed him.
Per his usual, Travis s entire body became involved. He pressed into him, making
the delicious little noises John loved so much. John s morning wood stiffened
further as he cupped Travis s butt in his hands. Never ending the kiss, he lifted
Travis off the railing, back-stepping to a safe distance. He set him on his feet but
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didn t release him.
I m starving, he whispered, nipping hungrily at Travis s neck. Do you wanna
stay for breakfast?
Travis practically purred as he pressed against him. As long as you re on the
menu.
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