His Dark Promise (Siren Publishing Classic) (5 page)

Faith, that was what they both needed right now. It seemed such a small thing to need, but Travis was under no misunderstanding that it would take more than a little belief in him to have her surrender completely to his love. He was in it for the long haul and not for a one-night sexual adventure. The sooner she came to that realization the sooner they could start the rest of their lives together.

Travis allowed a hint of a smile to curve at his lips. Holly had no idea what she was getting herself into when she accepted his proposition tonight. He planned on loving her all night long and for the next twelve days and nights as well. He would take her to that dark place where forbidden lust prevailed and she would succumb to the passion. He would guarantee she would.

Seeing a hint of a devilish smile grace his lips, Holly sucked in a deep breath and waited for Travis to make his next move. She was still lying beneath him on the bed. She still had her lacy underwear on and he was still fully dressed even though his shirt was unbuttoned, along with his pants. But still, he was wearing more clothing than she was at this very moment. Hmm, maybe that should change, she thought.

“Holly, have I told you how gorgeous you look in red this evening?” he murmured to her.

“Yes, well sort of.”

He cocked an eyebrow up at her then and gazed down into her eyes. “Sort of?” he repeated back to her.

“Well, I guess you did, come to think of it,” she said with a quick wink.

“Oh hell, sweet darlin’, do you have any idea how hot that little wink makes me?”

“Um, no, but maybe you should show me, stud, so I know for next time.”

“Now, you didn’t just go and dare a man who is hungry for his woman’s taste, a taste, mind you, he hasn’t had the pleasure of having as of yet, did you, sweet darlin’?”

The look in his eye gave Holly no doubt of the hunger he held for her. Was she crazy to dare him so brazenly? Yeah, she probably was. Did she regret it? Not even a single bit. Letting her lips curve up slightly, she gazed up at him and spoke in the most seductive voice she could muster. “Yes, so what are you planning on doing about it, stud?”

The rumble of his growl was felt throughout her body. Before she knew what was happening, Travis grabbed hold of both her wrists and held them just above her head. He then dipped his head and bit down on her bottom lip then caressed the bite mark with his tongue before savagely taking her lips with a kiss so searing her mouth felt like it was on fire. Her lips felt possessed by his ownership of them, and when he pressed a hard thigh between her thighs to rub at her clit, Holly sure felt just how devastating his touch could be. Her arousal jumped up to an uncontrollable level. Oh crap, his vengeance was more like sexual torture, a torture she longed to have more of.

He would rub her clit in hard and slow strokes, pushing her closer to the edge then he would stop. Once she stumbled back from the edge of the devastating orgasm about to explode around her, he started up again. His lips continued to steal her breath away from her while his thigh rubbed and tormented her aching clit. Holly was practically squirming in need to come, and he wasn’t helping the matter when he stopped his ministrations on her body and let her come back down only to then rev her back up again. Damn man.

She was damning him underneath her breath when he suddenly knelt between her legs. He sat back on his haunches, his gaze lingering on the G-string covering her pussy from his view. He raised a finger and ran it lightly over the red satin material. This action had her squirming in need for more of his touch on her. The sound of his guttural voice had her on the verge of going headfirst into the orgasm she had been teetering on for what felt like the longest time of her life.

“Tell me, sweet darlin’,” he drawled, “is this red scrap of material precious to you?”

“No, I guess not. Why?”

“Why? Oh, no reason other than the fact that it’s hindering my view of that sweet, juicy pussy of yours. No big deal, right?” He didn’t even give her a chance to answer his question before he tugged hard on her G-string until she heard the material snap and break away. Cool air rushed over her wet pussy lips, causing her to squirm beneath his stare all the more. “Mmm, now ain’t that a pretty sight all wet and ready for my tongue. Baby girl, I can’t wait any longer. I need your taste on my lips, now.”

Holly was panting from just the sound of his deep, throaty voice telling her all the things he wanted to do to her. Her pussy wept with need to have him taste her and do all those wicked things to it he had spoken of. She had never had anyone speak to her so explicitly like this before, and it was such a huge turn-on and totally unexpected, too. When she had listened to some of the office gossip about Travis, no one had ever mentioned how he liked to talk to his lovers and describe in explicit detail what he had in store for them. This made Holly wonder if he only did it to her, knowing the effect it would have on her. Or was there another reason for it, one she didn’t want to understand or even acknowledge? She hoped it was the former reason and not one of the latter ones, because if it was one of the latter reasons he did this to her, then she was in a whole lot of trouble where this man was concerned.

She forgot all about those thoughts and questions at the feel of his warm breath brushing over her nude cunt lips. It was her only warning before he dived in for a taste of the juices flowing freely from her pussy. She couldn’t help but cry out his name at the feel of his tongue sliding through her damp heat. “Travis, oh god, more I need more, please.”

He mumbled his answer against her inner thigh. “And I’ll give you more, sweet darlin’. Just let me enjoy the taste of you on my lips and tongue first.” He licked her then from her tight back entrance to her clit. “You are a tempting and an addictive treat, sweet darlin’. Your syrup is so fucking sweet I could stay here all night and just feast on you. You’re most definitely my favorite treat by far.”

Holly hoped Travis didn’t just compare her pussy to other women, because that would be in bad taste if he did. Not that she could point that out to him, not while his tongue was swirling around the entrance to her core. Arching her back off the bed, Holly moaned out loud as he pushed his tongue deep inside her. She screamed his name at the feel of him working a fingertip into her tight back entrance.

In and out, his tongue and finger worked in unison, pushing her further to the edge. She had one hand tangled into the bedsheets in a white-knuckle grip and the other hand grasping his head. Unconsciously, she was pushing his face closer to the ache in her core. More, she need more and at the same time she wanted less. She screamed for him to stop, then yelled at him to never stop to give her more. God, she was so confused she wasn’t sure if she was coming or going at this point as she teetered on the edge of a diabolical release that was set to destroy her for all other men.

Travis Kane was a master in the way he played her libido against her. Ugh! The man was like a drug she could easily become addicted to. He strung her body like it was his musical instrument, one that he knew how to get the most out of. And the scariest part was he had only just started. The night was barely under way. There was still plenty of time left for more. And she wanted more, god did she want more. She needed him more than she wanted to take her next breath.

Christ, what was wrong with her?

Hearing him tell her to come and come now, Holly squealed his name out while her body was torn into two. Her orgasm rocked throughout her with such force it consumed her in its wake. Her muscles went taut and her back arched completely off the bed. Then just like that, she exploded all over his tongue he shoved ferociously back and forth into her quivering pussy. It never seemed to want to end. Just when Holly thought she had made it through the haze of orgasmic heaven, she felt the tremors start up all over again, throwing her once more into a release so powerful she thought for sure she would never be able to recover completely from it.

Minutes felt like hours when the last of the tremors subsided and no others followed behind it. Releasing the breath she hadn’t been aware she was even holding in, Holly uttered to him in a lazy drawl, “Holy shit, Trav...” and that was about the extent of her praise to him as she came back down from the strongest climaxes she had ever experienced. Her breathing was choppy and her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat.

“Ready for round two, baby?” he asked her as he flicked the catch on the front of her bra with his talented fingertips, baring her full breasts to his darkened gaze.

“Am I ready for round two? Hell, Travis, I’m still coming down from round one,” she spluttered out to him.

“So does that mean you want me to stop?” While his fingers tweaked her rosy tipped nipples, Holly shook her head at him and begged him not to stop.

“Good. I won’t stop for nothing, sweet darlin’.” He dropped his head then and sucked one of her hard nipples into his warm, moist mouth, causing her to shriek out his name. She was sure the hotel management would come barging into the room at any minute now, thinking she was being hurt with the way she was screaming. But she couldn’t stop. She needed to verbally echo the passion he was driving in and out of her.

With a pop, he released her nipple from his mouth and smirked down at her. He then jumped off the bed, grabbed her hand, and tugged her off the bed so she was standing up next to him. Running her hand down the length of his bare chest she let her eyes drink in the sight of him. He had the head of his cock poking out through part of his unzipped pants and his shirt was twisted around his torso like a lasso. Not that she looked any better, not with her bra hanging open giving him a full view of her breasts. The only garment she was still currently wearing correctly was the lacy garter belt she wore high on her thighs. That was basically the extent of her clothing as Travis had managed to strip her of everything else. “What a sight we make,” she said, raising her gaze back up to his.

“I think you look mighty fine, gorgeous.” Lacing his fingers with hers, he tugged her away from the bed. “Now, I think I promised you round two, baby. And as you can see, I’m up and ready for it.”

Holly laughed at him as she chanced a glance at his throbbing erection while he ushered her into the bathroom. Oh, yeah he was ready for round two. But the question was, was she?

While Travis turned the shower on to warm up the water, Holly disposed of her remaining undergarments as instructed and then turned toward him. He still hadn’t undressed yet, so she figured he was just going to wait for her while she showered on her own or he was planning on watching her shower, one or the other. Placing both hands on her hips, she cocked her head to the side to study him. “You know, Travis, you now owe me a G-string since you tore mine to shreds.”

“If I recall correctly, sweet darlin’, I distinctly remember asking you if it was precious to you and you said no. I never said I was going to replace it.” His eyes skimmed over her nakedness as he continued to answer her. “Anyway you look more pleasing to the eye without anything covering that delightful body of yours. Underwear is so overrated these
days
anyway I say go commando, darlin’, you’ll love it.”

“What?” she barely choked out to him.

“Go commando.” Holly raised an eyebrow up at him in surprise before he added on, “Oh, come on, darlin’, don’t tell me you’ve never let that pretty bare pussy of yours go free and uncovered at all?”

“No, not ever, and I’m not about to start now, either.”

“Never? Shit, baby, you’re killing me here. Fine, I’ll
buy you another G-string to replace the one I ripped from your body. It can be a little reminder of me while you’re busy working and playing in London.” He eyed her bare pussy then. “But in the meantime, I want you to go commando until you leave. And you can’t say no to this, as this my final word on the subject. Now get that cute little butt of yours into the shower, the water’s ready for you.”

She looked at him then with a slight frown forming on her brow. “Fine, whatever you say, Mr. Kane.” Holly strolled past him in a huff and got a swat on her bare backside on her way past. Probably for her smart-mouth remark, not that she was complaining about it, though. Stepping under the warmth of the water, she looked over her shoulder at where he stood with his arms crossed over that gorgeous broad chest of his. “So I take it you’re not joining me, then?”

“The question should be, Miss Shepherd, would you like me to join you?”

“Yes,” she uttered meekly to him. To her total shock he didn’t ditch his clothes like she had expected him to. Oh no, Travis strolled right over to the shower, stepped inside and closed the shower door behind him. “Ah, Travis, your clothes there getting all wet.”

“I could give a rat’s toss about my clothes, sweet darlin’. Now, come here.”

Holly slowly stepped up to him. The glint in his eyes sent a shiver racing down her spine. His clothes were wet and barely hanging onto him. His dark hair was damp and she was completely saturated from head to toe. With her gaze glued to his, she reached up and pushed his sodden shirt from his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Taking his lips with her own, she kissed him with everything she had inside of her to give. His lips moved over hers, nipping at her bottom lip with his teeth before soothing the sting with his tongue.

Releasing his lips from hers, she caressed his jaw with her lips then trailed them down to the side of his neck, kissing and nipping at his skin, causing him to shudder against her. She swiped her tongue up the side of his neck before tugging on his earlobe with her teeth. Meanwhile, her hands travelled down his chest then lower still to his abdomen. Her fingertips skimmed across the top of his erection peeking through his pants, which were hanging low on his hips. “Mr. Kane,” she whispered against his neck and was thrilled with the quiver she felt coming from him. “I do believe you have your pants still on, sir.”