12. Bea

“I’ve told you to leave her alone,” my mom shouts at him, and I look through the little gap again, at least I’m not alone this time.

“You have no?—”

“She is a little girl!” mom shouts, and I jump a little, curling into the arms holding me.

“Then you know what you have to do.”

I come up to the surface for air, and look over at Quinn. “Six minutes,” he shouts.

Shaking my head, I can do better. He fought for longer, so I need to.

I start swimming a lap to clear my head, swim practice finished ten minutes ago, but I wasn’t ready to get out just yet. My head’s been spinning all day.

Why was Jasper allowed to bid? Why is he walking freely? Travis’ sister? What game is his dad playing?

He’s up to something, and I have no idea what? Now I’m looking over my shoulder, waiting for him or Jasper to make their move. The question isn’t when will he make his move, and what will that move be. How badly does Mr. Parker want to know what I know?

Reaching the end of the pool, I grab Quinn’s hand, so he can help me out. “You know-”

“Quinn, before you start, I don’t want to hear it.” I cut him off, because I don’t want to hear what he has to say.

I know there is nothing I can change about the past by holding my breath under water, but it helps me know what my brother felt when he died.

“I’ll drop it then.” Quinn walks with me to the changing room. “Are you still going over to Travis’s house?” Quinn asks as he sits on the bench with his back to me while I get changed.

“It’s that, or he comes to me, he has a way of making me scream. So, it’s better if I go there.” I stop when Quinn starts laughing. I turn around and slap him across the back of his head. “Shut up, I’m not going to explain it.”

“I know you’re not, you’re a whore just like him, the perfect match. Both love sex.” Quinn stands up when I stand in front of him. “Come on, tell me. Is he the best you’ve had?”

I smile grabbing my bag off the bench, we both head out to the parking lot. “You know he is; the man knows what he’s doing.” My smile is getting bigger, just wondering what the man has planned for tonight.

“Are you going over now?” Quinn asks, looking over my shoulder nodding at someone, which makes me look over at the DJ from the party weeks ago, turning to face Quinn. “Oh, so you can have fun, but I can’t?”

“I didn’t say anything, you go have fun.” I kiss his cheek, then he opens the door for me. “Tomorrow will be a fun conversation for us both.” I get in the car, and make my way to Travis’. I didn’t tell him I was going to come over after swim practice, so it will be a nice surprise for him.

I stop at the drive thru, so I can grab a coffee because I need to wake up. I didn’t sleep much the night before with the whole Jasper thing, and today has been nonstop, as will tonight. Coffee, and a lot of it, is what I need, so I order myself two, then make my way to Travis’ house.

Ringing the doorbell, I look around as I wait for someone to open the door. Theres’ no house close to them, no wonder they always have parties here, there’s no neighbor to complain about the noise.

“Hello there.” Blake leans on the door frame. “How can I help you?” he asks, and I shake my head, pushing him out the way.

“You can’t help me, sorry.” I see August in the sitting door, and no one else. “Is he out?” Turning to face Blake closing the door, he looks up the stairs.

Taking a sip of my coffee, I walk up the stairs, and stop outside his room when I hear him playing the guitar, and it pulses an excitement through me. Those fingers can make music with both a guitar, and my body, he’s a man of many talents.

Without knocking I enter his room and see him standing at the window. He has his back to me. I smile seeing he has no shirt on. This is a view I’m happy with, because this man does have one hell of a body. I walk closer to him, but stop when I see the scars on his back, and I think to myself I’ve never really seen his body. In the locker room he had a shirt on, and the first time he was in my dorm room, I never saw his back. Was he trying to hide it from me?

Where did he get all the scars from?

Listening to him play one of my favorite songs, Sia’s Chandelier, I close my eyes and just listen for a moment. .

I take a step closer to him, my finger moving softly over one of the scars, and I feel Travis’ body tense up, but he doesn’t stop playing. I trace from one scar to the other, then move around to see if I missed any on his chest. I see that I did, these are smaller and not as noticeable.

The vibration of him playing the guitar moves through my arms, I look up and see Travis smiling at me. “Hey Firecracker, ready for some fun?” He moves his arm up and down the strings, and I smile. “Have you had dinner?”

“Not yet, came straight from the pool.” Placing my hands gently on top of his while he continues to play, I smile feeling the vibration.

“Did you play your little game?” he says. I don’t reply because he knows I have. “I thought you were going to play the game with me, so I better cont?—”

“I can control it.” I snap at him.

Does he think I’ve only just started to do this? This has been years of practice and years of work for me.

Travis doesn’t say anything. The music stops. His fingers are still on the strings, moving up and down but not playing anything. I look up at him, staring down at me. No smile spreads over his lips. No smile hits his eyes—there is nothing but a blank stare looking back at me.

The banging on the door makes me jump, making Travis laugh a little. “If you’re not fucking, there’s food!” Logan shouts, and I take a step back from Travis as he takes the guitar and places it on the holder.

“Do I get my gift?” I ask him, seeing a box with a ribbon on the side, walking over to it, I pick up the photo of him and his mom. “Wow, you look so much like your mom.” He takes the frame from me, and places it back down, while he looks at it. I can help him, I can answer so many of his questions, but I’m choosing to keep it a secret. For now. Not because I don’t trust him, because I don’t know what will happen with his dad. I need something to throw in his dad’s face.

“You can open it, but can’t use it—” He leans closer to my lips, lightly licking my lips. “I get to fuck your ass tonight.” I feel him placing the box in my hands, why does this excite me? The arousal that just hit me is crazy, tonight is going to be amazing, and he hasn’t even touched me yet.

Travis takes a step back, and I open the box, and smile. “You got me a dildo?” I pick it up, and take a better look at it, and smile when I press the button and it starts vibrating. Moving my fingers over it, it’s very detailed, the veiny texture is something new, but I like it.

“Oh, Firecracker the only dick fucking you is mine, even if it’s a toy.” Travis kisses me, and there is nothing gentle about it at all. “Now let’s get some food in you, you’re going to need the energy.”

Looking back down at the vibrator, “You got this specially made, just for me?” I look up at him, as I bring it to my lips, and lick the top of it, Travis watches me biting his bottom lip. “I feel special.”

“You should. Didn’t plan on piercing my dick, but here I am looking into it.” He opens the door and puts his hand out for me to come. “Come on, food.”

Getting downstairs, I turn around when I hear a little girl. “Travis…Travis, you’ll never guess what I did today?” I see Travis kneel in front of her. “I almost did a spin, and I only got this far—” She moves slightly to the left. “Then I fell.”

“But what did you do when you fell?” he asks her.

“I did what you said. Always get back up.”

“Yes.” He puts his hand up for her to give him a high five. She slaps his hand and then snuggles into a hug.

“Hello, who are you?” She turns to me and then looks at Travis.

“Poppy, this Bea. Bea, this is Poppy, Meadow’s sister.” Travis introduces us, her eyes locked with mine. Something tells me she doesn’t like me.

“Are you his girlfriend?” She points to Travis, and I hear Blake and Logan laughing behind us.

“No.”

“Yes.” Both of us answer differently at the same time, I’m the said no.

“Good, Travis has a girlfriend…” She steps forward and motions for me to come down to her level, so I do.

“Oh, yeah…who?”

“Me.”

Oh my god, this little girl is going to be amazing and a fighter. I love it.

“He is all yours.” I stand back up and turn to Travis. “You would break a little girl’s heart, that is so mean,” I tell him, grabbing a plate to fill with Chinese food while Travis apologizes to Poppy. Pressing my lips together, I try to stop the smile from appearing, but it doesn’t work.

“You’re dating her sister. How come you’re not the favorite?” I ask Logan.

“You would think that, even though I pay for her skating lessons—” He looks over my shoulder at Poppy, then back to me. “She’s been all Travis from the start.” He shakes his head at Meadow.

“It’s not my fault,” she snaps at him.

Travis wraps his arm over my shoulder and kisses my cheek. “Are you trying to get me killed?”

“If anyone is killing you, it’s me, and it will be in my bed.” He grabs a plate and fills it up as much as he can with food. “I’m going to need this.” He winks at me, and I follow him to the sitting room where everyone has gathered to watch a hockey game.

Am I excited about what’s coming? Fuck, yes.

It’s time to see what Mr. Travis Parker is capable of when I’m in his world.

I get out of the shower, desperately needing to wash the chlorine off me. Wrapping the towel around me, I exit into his bedroom. Travis leans on his elbow, eyes locked on me, and he smiles.

“Think we can lose the towel?” He sits up a little, undoing his jeans button. “Are you going to open that sassy little mouth for me?”

I lick my lips, letting my towel drop to the floor and drop to my knees, crawling over to him. He stands, kicking his jeans off.

“You. Are. Amazing.” Travis watches me crawl to him and as I get closer to him, he says, “Open wide.”

He leans down, kissing my lips just before I open my mouth while looking up at him.

I let my head fall back, opening my mouth wider for him, and he spits into my mouth, then glides his dick inside, slowly inching more and more. I open my mouth wider so I can get all of him in. Travis runs his hands over the top of my head to the back of my head, and grips my hair tight, pushing deeper as he hits the back of my throat, making me gag a little.

I feel his hand moving to my neck lifting my head a little more. “The angle will help, I promise. Give it a second,” he says, then I hear him moaning, pushing further down my neck. I close my eyes when I feel his hand around my neck. “You tap my leg to stop.”

He begins to push deeper, and this angle really is the best angle, how have I never done it this way before? It’s going down easier, even though he is big, I feel him hitting the back of my throat, and his hand tightens around my neck. And I smile, I always liked the thought of someone choking me while they fucked me, and this man is doing it. and I like it. Alot.

Travis pumps faster, in and out of my mouth. He removes his dick completely, his hand still around my neck, then suddenly slams back into my mouth, getting deeper this time. Making me gag, as I feel the saliva escaping my mouth.

He pulls out of me once again, and leans down, his hand tightens more around my neck. “Oh doesn’t my little whore like it rough, my dick is going to enjoy fucking your mouth over and over again. Is that what my little whore wants?” Travis asks me, I try to reply but can’t because he’s choking me so hard, so I just nod.

He stands back up, moving his dick over my lips, then starts fucking my mouth and throat again, he keeps changing the rhythm from slow to fast, and it’s getting harder to breathe, but I’m not going to stop him. Not yet, anyway.

I feel my pussy throbbing, so wet, begging to be touched. I want him to come in my mouth, so much. But I also want him to fuck me, as if he owns me. Tonight I’m his, in every way he wants it.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Travis shouts, holding my head to his pelvis as I gag. “Swallow,” I hear him shout, and he lets go of my neck, both hands grip hard in my hair, as he fucks my mouth hard and fast.

I feel his cum hit the back of my throat, but he doesn’t slow down to give me time to swallow, so it leaks out the side of my mouth. Finally, Travis slows down, pulling out of me.

“Oh fuck.” he looks down at me, as I sit looking up at him. Travis brings his finger over my mouth collecting all the cum which escaped, then places his fingers into my mouth, so I can suck on them. It makes him moan, and I feel my pussy ache in pain, begging to be touched.

“How pretty is my whore on her knees?” I lick my lips, standing up as he leans in and gives me a kiss. Travis picks me up, and I wrap my legs around him. “Someone’s wet.” he says, kissing me again to stop me answering him.

Lowering me down, my back on the bed, Travis kisses down my body. My hands move into his hair, pulling hard. He bites on my nipple, making me moan and arch my back.

I tense up when I hear the buzzing of the vibrator, and my head is thinking of all the amazing orgasms I’m going to have tonight. Travis gets between my legs, licking my pussy softly.

“Oh, god.” I moan as his tongue moves up and down again. “Tra…vis.”

“You keep moaning my name, I’ll be fucking you all night.” Travis slaps my pussy, making me jolt, and I arch my back more, tempting him to keep doing what he is. “You can beg me?—”

“Stop fucking around, and give it to me,” I snap at him, and I hear him laughing, and instead of his tongue on me, I feel my new vibrating dildo entering me. “Fuck.” What power has he got this on , because this is insane. This is going to send me over the edge, very soon.

Travis pushes the vibrator further in, then I feel the rabbit ears on my clit, and I take a handful of the bedsheets, moaning as he gets the whole vibrator inside me.

“You like your gift?” he says, kissing the inside of my thigh.

“Oh, god.” I moan, this vibrator is nothing like I’ve ever had before.

“Travis, Firecracker, You scream Travis.” He kisses my stomach, places both hands on either side of me, as I clench my pussy. “This is only on the low setting.” His hand moves slowly between my legs, and takes hold of the vibrator, moving it a little faster. My back arches off the bed, my eyes close taking in all the pleasure running through my body. I feel his hand around my neck, and I smile as I open my eyes and see Travis looking down at me.“Trav..is,” I scream, but the scream gets cut off when he chokes me, and it’s all it takes to push me over the edge, my pussy tightening on the dildo, as my orgasm surges through me. I close my eyes letting my body enjoy the feeling of losing control of myself in Travis.

Fuck, does he know what to do, and I want more, not wanting him to stop. I need the roughness, the depth, the sharp ache of not being able to breathe, and the fire of raw, amazing sex.

I’ve never felt this wanted with anyone before, and it feels strange, but the connection with Travis is becoming an issue, I don’t want to feel affection for him. His grip around my neck loosens, but the vibrator still continues. “Want more?” he asks, kissing my lips.

“You tired already?” I reply, making him laugh, and the look in his eyes tells me he has so much more planned for me.

Without a word he spins me around, pushes the vibrator a little making me jump, only making Travis laugh some more. He slaps my ass, too fucking hard. “Get ready to scream now.” He grabs my ass, and I moan when I feel his tongue on my ass entrance.

“Fuck,” I moan as his warm, wet, and fucking talented tongue works its magic. I lean forward, my elbows resting in a better position, my ass pushing against his face, he begins to make circles around my hole. “Travis.”

At his name being moaned, his tongue penetrates my ass slowly, this with the vibrator working it’s magic inside my pussy. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I hear my moans getting louder as his tongue moves in and out. Jolting, when Travis pushes the vibrator deeper.

“Travis!” I scream, my head on the bed. As the spasms begin spreading through me, my hands grip the bed sheets, Travis holds on to me tighter so I can’t move. “Oh fuck, yes,” I moan once again.

Travis doesn’t stop, and continues to thrust his tongue in and out. He pulls me closer, moving the vibrator in and out in time with his tongue. “Fuck!” I scream again. This is fucking insane, never have I felt this before, and it is fucking amazing. “Travis, fuck!” my sobs are out of control as the pleasure travels through me. Two orgasm and he hasn’t even fucked my pussy yet. Fuck.

I take in a deep breath as Travis releases me, and I moan at not having him close to me, he moves his hand around the vibrator, taking as much juice as he can, and I look over my shoulder as he smiles as he looks at his fingers which are covered in my juices, then he takes his fingers to my ass. I bite my lower lip, as his eyes lock with mine, then easily pushes his two fingers inside my ass, making me take a sharp breath in, making me squirm, not in discomfort, but because he is making me wait.

Travis begins to rotate his fingers, pushing deeper inside me. “You look fucking sexy, Firecracker,” Travis tells me, thrusting his fingers

“And I think it’s time to put something bigger inside me.” I glance down at his hard long dick, I want him. God I’ve never had someone fuck my ass and pussy at the same time.

“Have you ever had both fucked?” Travis asks.

“No, but I want you to.”

“Now, how can I say no.” He twists his fingers a few times, which makes me moan as he removes his fingers. Then spits on his dick and looks up at me. “Come on Firecracker, back your ass onto my cock.”

His words bring a tingle to my core, but I start backing up regardless, Travis adjusts his angle, my grip on the bed sheets tighten as I feel him entering me, Travis rubs my back a few time, trying to relax me, having both holes filled is something new for me, and it’s taking me some time to get used to it.

“That’s a good little whore, take us both in.” I’m fucking Travis in my ass and pussy, crazy. “Talk to me.”

“I’m good,” I whisper, taking in a deep breath as I feel more of his dick enter me.

“So, fucking tight. Fuck, I’m not going to last.” He thrusts hard this time, and I scream, fuck do I scream to the point my throat hurts, I didn’t think he would go all in, and it takes a few thrusts to get used to both holes being filled.

Travis begins to pump hard, with force, and I like it, I want the rough sex, and I want it with him.

“Travis, I’m going to come,” I cry out, as he increases the thrusts, and my body loses all control, as it shakes with my orgasm again, a third time, my body has been on this high, and I love it. This time the spasms are overtaking my body.

Travis nails dig into my hip, and I hear his moan louder. “Fuck!” he pulls out of me, and quickly turns me around. What? I know he was there, I could feel him getting close.

Travis pulls the vibrator out, throwing it on the bed, and pulls me closer to him, and without warning, nothing gentle about it, he thrusts hard into my pussy. Leaning down, his hand around my neck again, and I hear him groan as he moves in and out of me, each thrust harder than the last.

“Fuck, sexy little whore, you’re mine!” Travis shouts.

“Yes.” Is the only word escaping my mouth.

“I’ll be filling you up all night,” Travis shouts.

He chokes me harder, the thrusts are harder, and my eyes begin to roll as the sensation overtakes my body.

“Fuck.” I just about hear Travis, as his grip around my neck gets tighter, but with the orgasm pulsing through my body, I don’t even care, I’m fighting to breathe. One last thrust, and I feel Travis come inside me, but he continues to thrust, I slap his arm a few times, letting him know I’m struggling now, and he doesn’t wait, one slap and his hands are removed from my neck.

He pulls out of me and looks down at my pussy smiling. “I’m going to fill you up tonight, firecracker.” He drops on top of me, but stops before putting all his weight on me, and I wrap my legs around me. “Are you ready for more, what was that four, five?” He kisses my lips, my jaw, my neck, and smiles when his hand is gently placed around it again. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, I’m ready.” I kiss him hard, my hand moving through his hair. Travis is going to take everything out of me tonight, and I’m just happy I don’t have class in the morning, as there is no way I will be able to wake up, never mind walk.

He promised me a night to remember, and God is he giving me one.