Forever Almost

Chapter 27

Travis's eyes burned with a fierce intensity as he lifted Taylor into his arms. There was no hesitation in his movements, only a raw, possessive need to claim her in every way possible. "I'm taking you to the bedroom," he murmured, his voice rough with the weight of unspoken emotions. "And you're going to make up for the whole month you didn't spend with me."

Taylor didn't resist. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in the crook of his shoulder as he carried her to the bedroom. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of anticipation and desire swirling inside her as she felt the warmth of his body against hers. She had missed this—missed him—more than she had allowed herself to admit.

When they reached the bedroom, Travis gently set her down on the edge of the bed. He took a step back, his gaze sweeping over her as if trying to commit every inch of her to memory. Slowly, with a reverence that made her breath hitch, he began to undress her. Piece by piece, her clothes fell away, revealing the soft curves and delicate skin that he had longed to touch for what felt like an eternity.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice full of awe as he took her in, her bare form bathed in the soft light of the room. His hands traced the lines of her body, gentle but firm, as if reaffirming that she was really there, with him.

Travis didn't wait long. With a steadying breath, he undressed himself, his movements hurried and almost impatient. The moment his clothes were gone, he hovered over her, their bodies mere inches apart, the heat between them palpable.

Their eyes met, and in that brief moment, a thousand unspoken words passed between them. This wasn't just about physical need—it was about reclaiming what they had lost, about finding their way back to each other after being apart for far too long.

Without another word, Travis captured her lips in a searing kiss, his mouth moving over hers with a hunger that bordered on desperation. Taylor's hands threaded through his hair, pulling him closer as she poured all her love and longing into the kiss.

As their lips parted, Travis positioned himself above her, his gaze never leaving hers as he slowly entered her. Taylor gasped, her eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of him filling her so completely, so perfectly. This was what she had missed—the connection, the intimacy, the feeling of being wholly and entirely his.

Travis moved gently at first, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin as he bit down lightly, eliciting a soft moan from her. His mouth found the sensitive spot at the base of her throat, sucking at her skin until he left a mark, a physical reminder of their time together.

As his hands moved to her breasts, cupping them with a tenderness that belied the urgency of his need, Taylor arched into his touch. Her nipples hardened under his palms, and she whimpered as he began to knead them, his fingers expertly teasing her sensitive peaks.

"Travis," she breathed, her voice thick with desire as he switched his attention to her breasts. His mouth found her right nipple, his tongue flicking over it before he took it into his mouth, sucking gently. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, and she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.

Travis didn't stop. He gave equal attention to her other breast, his hands and mouth working in perfect harmony as he lavished her with his touch. Taylor's body writhed beneath him, her hands clutching at the sheets as the pleasure built inside her, threatening to consume her.

And then his hand moved lower, his fingers finding her clit with practiced ease. He began to pinch and rub the sensitive bundle of nerves, his movements in time with the slow, steady thrusts of his hips. Taylor's breath hitched, her body trembling as the dual sensations overwhelmed her.

"I'm going to cum," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper as the tension coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

"Let go," Travis commanded, his voice husky as he continued to move inside her, his thrusts growing more intense. "Let go for me, Taylor."

His words pushed her over the edge. With a cry, Taylor came, her body shaking as the pleasure crashed over her in waves, leaving her breathless and spent. But Travis wasn't done. He continued to thrust into her, his pace quickening as he chased his own release.

"You're mine," he growled, his voice low and possessive as he reached the brink. "I'll breed you until you give me as many babies as you can. Nobody could stop me from doing that. Not even you."

The intensity of his words sent a shiver down Taylor's spine, and before she could respond, she felt him spill inside her, his release hot and overwhelming as it filled her completely. Travis buried his face in her neck, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he held her close, his body trembling with the force of his climax.

For a moment, they stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies intertwined as they came down from the high of their shared pleasure. Taylor's heart was still racing, her mind hazy with the afterglow, but one thing was clear—Travis was hers, just as she was his.