"Fuck Marissa." Travis groaned, clutching my thighs as I moved up and down on him.
"Mmmmmmm..." I moaned, tilting my head back as I picked up my pace.
After admitting how I felt, Travis immediately began to attack, and frankly, I didn't have it in me to stop him. Something about accepting my feelings opened a flood gate and all I wanted was to feel the man close to me.
This was probably the third of fourth time that we had gone at it and I still couldn't get enough.
Moving quicker, I felt Travis' hold on me tighten as he jerked his hips, shoving his cock deep into me as my walls convulsed around him.
Panting. I collapsed on top of him as his arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. Letting out a contented sigh, he nuzzled his mouth and nose against my neck, sending a shiver through me.
"Does this mean you're finally going to let me mark you?" Travis murmured, causing me to jerk slightly.