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green eyes twinkling, and chuckled. “You want to keep the socks on?”
    “Wha—” I looked down and saw my navy dress socks on my otherwise nude body. I loved that he could ramp me up so hard, make me want so much, while at the same time having the seemingly magical ability to lighten my mood and make me smile. “If you have a sock fetish, I can leave them on.” I waggled my eyebrows. “Otherwise, I don’t need them.”
    He leaned forward and nuzzled my balls while he peeled off my socks. “No weird fetishes on my end,” he said before lapping his tongue over my sensitive skin. “I see too much crazy stuff at work.” He sucked my balls into his mouth and rolled them for a few seconds. “But if you need me to come up with a new kink, let me know. I’m sure I can cook up something with a low likelihood of injuries.”
    Right then, the only thing I needed him to do was suck my dick. Though I wasn’t normally one to take an aggressive role in bed, I felt comfortable enough with Travis to push past any usual self-imposed boundaries and ask for what I wanted. I took myself in hand, moved my crown to his mouth, and rubbed it over his lips.
    “Please,” I said, my voice cracking and my body trembling.
    “You never have to beg me, Shy.” He licked his way up my shaft and then slid his lips over my glans, enveloping me in delicious moist suction.
    “Yes, like that.” I tangled my fingers in his hair and stared down at him. He locked his heated gaze with mine and bobbed up and down on my dick, taking me deeper with each drop and making me moan with each tight drag up.
    The blowjob felt incredible, but I was too turned on to last, and that was why, much sooner than I would have liked, I said, “You need to stop.” Travis moaned and kept feasting on my cock. I saw his shoulder moving and knew he was jacking himself as he sucked me off, and that ramped me up higher. “Trav!” I shouted and concentrated every ounce of energy on not cumming right that second. “Please, I want you to fuck me.” Which didn’t feel as good after an orgasm as it did before one, and if he kept using his talented mouth on my rigid dick, I was going to shoot.
    Thankfully, Travis finally popped off my erection. “God, you taste so good,” he said hoarsely as he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth. “Promise me I can go down on you again after dinner.”
    I nodded and shivered.
    “But I won’t have to stop.” He stood up and gazed at me. “I’ll make you feel so good, Shy.” He licked his lips. “Can’t wait to taste your cum.”
    “Ungh,” I groaned, too turned on to form words. Instead, I flipped over, planted my feet on the floor and my hands on the bed, and spread my legs, hoping the visual image of me in that position would convey what I wanted.
    “Oh, God,” Travis said reverently. I felt his hand move down my back and over my butt.
    Without being asked, I lowered my chest to the bed and tilted my ass higher.
    “Look at you.” Travis spread one of my cheeks to the side, leaving me completely exposed, and then dragged one finger gently down my crease. “So pretty.”
    I heard the snap of the lube being opened seconds before cool liquid was rubbed around my pucker. The unmistakable sound of skin sliding over skin let me know Travis was coating his dick in slick.
    “Do you like being eaten out?” Travis whispered in my ear. He pressed his broad chest against my back and slid his smooth glans across my hole.
    I whimpered in response.
    “Oh, yeah,” he groaned. “You do.” He pushed forward, popping his dick past my first ring of muscle. “I want to do that to you.” He rocked forward, sliding in slowly. “I want to feast on your pretty ass, fuck your little hole with my tongue, and suck your dick until you’re draining your balls in my mouth.”
    My response to the dirty talk was all instinct. I shoved my hips backward, forcing the rest of his dick into my passage. The burn was perfect.
    “Yes!” I