Anywhere with You | A Short Story
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*Before you proceed, please note that some parts of this short story are arousing, adventurous, and downright raunchy. I encourage you to read with an open mind to thoroughly enjoy the passion within.
^^ No, seriously. This short is a bit smutty. Read on at your own discretion. :)
Gasping for air, I gripped the cool sheets beneath me and arched my back. Keeping my eyes open was a struggle, but before they were tightly closed, the bold, red numbers on the alarm clock on my nightstand read: 4:35 a.m.
“Travis,” I whispered, tracing my fingertips over his fresh line-up. His beard tickled my inner thighs as he slowly rolled his tongue over my clit. I panted between high-pitched moans, inching up toward the headboard every time my body trembled.
He loved tasting me, moaning low while burying his face between my thighs as if it brought him more pleasure than the body-quaking bliss he provided me.
"Don’t run?” he warned. The tickling sensation from his deep, sensual voice and full lips almost sent me over the edge.
“Wait.” I clamped my thighs shut, foolishly trapping him there as he chuckled and tongue-kissed my pussy.
“Na. Let that shit go, baby,” he said, pushing my thighs apart.
I always tried holding out for as long as possible, but Trav’s skill wouldn’t allow it. His attentiveness to my body overpowered my attempts to hold out on him.
“Oh, God,” I squealed, probably the ugliest cry-moan mixture I had ever released. Though it was embarrassing, it was out of my control.
My chest heaved as I caught my breath. Leaning up on my elbows, I peered at him through teary eyes that I struggled to keep open. The ecstasy had taken over, giving me an indescribable high. One that made me feel like I was floating on air.
He looked up at me with a glistening beard coated with my juices and smirked. I smiled at his dark brown face, impressed by his out-of-this-world handsomeness. Staring into his light brown eyes was one of my favorite pastimes. Once he broke our gaze, I knew…
“Wait, Travis, I—” I started, but it was too late. Burying his face between my thighs again, he gently blew on my clit before twirling his tongue around it.
“I think you have one more in you before we head out and catch our flight.”
“Before we do wha—“ My moans cut me short. Falling back on the bed, I gripped the satin sheets again and relaxed my body. “Yes, right there.” I exhaled.
My thighs trembled, and my body convulsed as I wondered where we were catching a sudden flight. Reaching my peak again, those thoughts faded away quickly. An orgasm overcame me, and my heart raced. I arched my back, then fell flat on the bed with my mouth gaped open.
“Now, what were you saying?” he came up for air and asked.
“I said I’ll go anywhere with you,” I said, catching my breath.
A smirk rested on his handsome, dark brown face as he drove. While he focused intently on the road and all the rush-hour traffic, he reached for my hand and held it to his lips. A wave of relief washed over me with one gentle peck on my hand.
“What was that?” he quipped, and suddenly my rant about us unexpectedly putting our demanding careers and lives at home on hold to go to Maui didn’t matter anymore.
“I don’t remember,” I cooed, rubbing his enticing beard.
“Just last week, you said you’ve always wanted to go to Maui.” Stopping at a red light, he looked at me. His smile was effortlessly contagious, so I smiled back and shook my head, stumped over how giddy he made me feel.
“I know what I said, Trav, but I didn’t think you’d book flights right away.”
“Why not? You know how I move when you tell me you want something.” He looked me up and down, his capturing brown eyes landing on my exposed thighs. To me, they were one of my biggest flaws. They were the biggest part of my body, and I couldn’t lose them no matter how hard I tried or how much cardio I nearly killed myself with. To him, they were everything: his pillow, haven, favorite place to be in between, and more.
“The light is green now, Travis,” I said, laughing as the cars behind us honked.
“Besides…” he added, pulling off. “It’s your birthday month. I’m celebrating your fine ass all month.”
I flipped my unruly curls out of my face. “You sure know how to treat a lioness icon."
“Yeah, I know how to love her aggravating ass, too."
Staring at him while he drove sparked a fire within, heating me all over. While reclined in his seat, everything about his easy-going demeanor turned me on. I scooted closer to the middle console of his Escalade truck and rubbed his dick through his pants. He quickly transitioned from complaining that Floridans couldn’t drive—as if he wasn’t from the same state—to warning me to behave. Still, I licked my lips at seeing his dick hardening in his pants. The tough fabric of his jeans wasn’t enough to hold his thick rod back.
“Chill, woman,” he said, his voice deep and threatening. His eyes were pinned to the road as he switched lanes and drove onto the congested interstate.
“Or what?” I unzipped his pants.
Coming to a slow stop behind bumper-to-bumper traffic, he chuckled faintly as I pulled his dick out and smiled at it. I was thankful for the dark tints on his car and the mouthwatering vein on the side of his shaft.
Pulling my hair up into a bun, I dipped my head and swirled my tongue around the head of his dick, leading into a sloppy kiss that made him curse under his breath.
“Don’t get us killed. Deal?” Without waiting for a response, I crashed my lips into his, then returned them to his dick. I unbuckled his pants and freed it, wasting no time taking it in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down, and gagging on it.
Travis entangled his fingers in my hair, pressing down on the gas slowly as I spit, gagged, deep-throated, and slurped on his dick like I was working toward winning a first-place trophy at the end.
Gently cupping my hand around his balls, I massaged them and moaned. Pleasuring him brought a sexual beast out of me, fueling my fire to keep burning until I brought him to a life-changing happy ending that only I could supply him with.
“Shit, Ivy, damn, hol’ up,” he said, but I refused to let up until I got what I wanted. I enjoyed his low curses and moans. It took one final gag on his thick shaft, and I swallowed every drop he released. His body jerked forward as his grip around the wheel tightened.
“Shit could’ve gotten us killed,” he murmured, clearing his throat as I licked my lips and put his dick back in his pants.
“I knew we were in good hands.” I sat back in my seat, noting his smirk from the corner of my eye.
He’d make me pay for the stunt I pulled later, and I was ready for whatever origami position he folded me into.
My phone repeatedly vibrated in my pocket while leading Ivy through the crowded airport with her hand tucked firmly in mine.
“What’s up?” I dug into my pocket and answered without looking at the screen.
“Where you at?” Winston asked, his voice mellow yet irritated.
“Taking my woman to Maui for her birthday.”
“That’s what’s up. I ain’t trying to fuck that up for y’all, but Glenda’s Sweets is trying to back out of our deal because they haven’t heard back from you.”
I kissed my teeth. “Is the actual owner trying to back out of the deal? Or is it her crazy ass daughter who wants my attention doing all the talking?”
“Good question,” he said, and I hung up on him before he could say anything else.
“Did you just—“ Ivy’s nosy ass started. She closed her mouth after I kissed her cheek and whisked her toward the line to board our plane.
“Focus on our twelve-hour flight. I’m trying to rub that pussy in first class.”
“Absolutely not.” She giggled. “If you act like you have some sense and keep your hands to yourself, you might get rewarded afterward.”
“Oh, word?” My eyebrows raised as she walked ahead of me, her ass poking in the jean shorts that hugged her thick waist and thighs. Holding her purse close to her side, she smoothed her peach tank top over her stomach and readjusted my jacket over her shoulders. “Fine ass,” I mumbled.
She moved confidently as if the world I wanted to give her already belonged to her. But today, even without luggage or being in the know of our itinerary, she moved like she was in control. Because she knew damn well she was. I’d switch up every surprise I had planned if she suggested it. Ivy had all the power between us, whether she realized it or not. Regardless, I understood the privilege of her being submissive to me and following my lead; I didn’t want that shit from any other woman but her.
Pulling the camera up on my phone, I recorded her and smirked. “You hype about this trip or nah?”
Ivy nodded, grinning from ear to ear. “I’m excited to go to Maui, yes. But it’s all about being with you for me.” She winked at the camera, licking her pink-glossed lips.
“Mm. I like that,” I said, stopping the recording and dropping my phone in my pocket as we took our seats.
She plopped down in the window seat, bouncing excitedly while staring out of it like we were already high in the sky. “I can’t wait to land in Maui with you,” she whispered, squeezing my hand in hers.
At that very moment, I realized I’d do anything to see that big and eager-ass smile stretch across her beautiful face. It was worth it; she was worth it.
Heading off the plane into Kahului Airport, I answered Roc’s call. “Goddamn. Y’all niggas can’t function without me, huh?”
It didn’t shock me that my brothers were still hittin’ me up like I was in town and on call for business. Our investment business was our lives; none of us knew how to function or felt right without burying ourselves in it every day. While in Maui with Ivy, I vowed to try my best not to.
“Ace’s Diner was robbed at gunpoint this morning while he wasn’t there. The police caught who did it, but his wife was there when it went down and got struck in the head with a pistol. It was some niggas who used to work there and got fired months back.”
“Shit,” I muttered. “Is she good?”
“Yeah, she’s straight. Mild concussion, but she’s good.”
“So what are you really trying to tell me?”
“His sisters don’t know anything, and he wants to keep it that way for a lil bit.”
“Well, my woman is distracted, so I can handle that,” I said, staring at Ivy as she looked around the massive, modern structured airport. Patrons swarmed every part of it, heading in different directions while we stood off to the side.
“Mine is at work, stuck in meetings, and salty that her sister is out of town.”
“That’s tough,” I jested, then ended our call quickly as Ivy turned to me with a big smile.
“We’re here,” she cheered.
Nodding, I lifted her chin with my fingers, pressing my lips into hers. She parted my lips with her tongue, deepening our kiss as I slapped and squeezed her ass.
“Wait until you see where we’re staying,” I murmured against her lips.
“I already know my man has great taste,” she soothed.
“Real shit. Look who's on his arm.” Putting my hand on the small of her back, I led us out of the airport as she tucked her arm in mine, holding me tightly and keeping up with my long strides.
It was everything about seeing Ivy happy that did it for me.
My mouth dropped while trekking up the steep, concrete stairs of the towering, red-bricked villa. The outside was breathtaking, with beautiful, tall plants surrounding it, giving off the impression of a full-blown nursery. The wind brushed against us, tiny drops of scattered rain falling as we approached the arched, oaken door.
Moving aside, I gripped my purse strap tightly, biting my bottom lip as he unlocked the door. He pushed it open and motioned with a nod for me to walk inside ahead of him.
Crossing over the threshold, my eyes widened. Inside, the contemporary villa was spotless and even more breathtaking than the outside. The sheer curtains in the front room swayed from side to side, blowing in the cool air from the vents above.
I kicked my sandals off, dropped my purse, and dug my feet into the soft, gray, velvety carpet.
“I love it. It already feels like home,” I said, spinning around as I took it all in. A cucumber mint aroma lingered in the air. A big kitchen with dark quartz countertops was off the side of the spacious front room.
Closing the door and locking us inside, Travis approached me from behind and pushed my hair away. He pulled me into him and kissed the back of my neck. “Home for the next ten days,” he advised. "I know you’ll want to be with your family on your actual birthday, so we’ll be back by then.”
Swiftly, I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. Twirling my index finger around the bottom of his white T-shirt, I sighed, then asked, “What am I gonna do with you?”
“Exactly what you’ve been doing, woman. Love me.”
“I don’t remember a time I didn’t.”
“Come on…” He led us toward the door. “Let’s go check out the outlets and mall before you start complaining about not having any luggage again.”
Snatching my purse up, I rushed out the door as his deep chuckles aired behind me. The luxury town car that dropped us off was still parked in front of our villa. Scrolling on his phone, the older male driver inside patiently waited for us to return.
Deep inside my purse, my phone rang. Fumbling inside for it, I squinted at Nora’s name on the screen.
“Hello?” I whispered, peering back at Travis, who was locking each of the ten bolts on the door.
“Are you and my brother really in Maui? Without me?”
“Yes, we are. But I know you aren’t calling me to confirm that. So what happened?”
“Steve-O wants me to go to Houston with him to meet some of his family this weekend,” she rushed out. “He’s pressuring me to do it by saying things like, what’s the hold-up and the big deal? I’m not going anywhere, so you might as well get used to it and meet them now,” she deepened her voice, mimicking her new man-friend of a few months.
“Girl, your brother is right behind me,” I whispered, inching down the stairs just as he finished locking up.
“Then make it quick. Help me! What should I do?” her voice cracked.
“I think you should do what you want, Nor. Given what you’ve been through before him, I understand that you’re on guard and protecting your heart right now, but you need to trust yourself and your instincts. Enjoy what feels good to you because you deserve to.”
“Ugh. Now I’m in my feelings,” she whined, sounding like she’d thrown herself back on her bed.
“I gotta go. Travis is coming,” I whispered and ended our call. Just as I dropped my phone back into my bag, Travis grabbed and squeezed my hand, leading us to the car.
“Made sure all twenty bolts are locked?” I asked. He nodded and opened the back door of the roomy Lincoln for me to slide in.
“What did Nora want?” he asked, sitting beside me.
“I..” I cut my eyes at him. “She was just checking that we made it here safely.”
“To the mall, my man,” Travis advised the driver, who nodded vigorously and shifted gears to take off. “Yeah, aight. Loyalty looks good on you, though, so I’m not trippin’. But I know better than that.”
Smiling up at my handsome overprotective man, I shook my head. He couldn’t help his dominance and constantly worrying about his family and loved ones if he tried to.
Admiring him as he looked back and forth between me and out of the window, I rubbed the back of my hand down his dark mocha-brown cheek, then ran my fingertips over his beard. His brown eyes were bright and active today, different from his typical low and unfazed glare. A new destination had him more alert than ever, and I enjoyed seeing his orbs bounce over the refreshing scenery. I knew he needed the escape just as much as I did.
For the rest of the ride, I laid my head on his shoulder as we looked out of the window in silence. It never ceased to amaze me how good the peace he provided felt.
Almost like perfection.
The sun was setting behind the open, endless waters, but she was more beautiful than the stark orange outlook of it.
“Do I look fat in this dress? I feel like it’s two sizes too small despite the stretch material,” Ivy said.
I sighed and looked her up and down in the black, knee-length, off-the-shoulder dress. Not that I had any complaints about how she looked in it, but because I wished she saw what I saw.
If only this woman recognized how beautiful she was at all times, inside and out.
Everything she wore hugged her body; it had no other choice. Her curves stood out and couldn’t be hidden or downplayed, and though she obsessed over her weight, I couldn’t get enough of her solid, plus-sized frame. Like I always told her, I’d appreciate her body enough for the both of us until she got on board.
“Vee-vee…” I stopped us in our tracks and snatched her into me. “I’m never gonna get tired of telling you how fuckin' good you look in everything you wear, so stop asking me that,” I said. “Much rather you be naked at all times, though.”
“Oh, I know that much.”
Dropping her sandals and the slides that I carried, I pulled her into a secure embrace. I glanced around before going under her dress and squeezing her ass, wondering why she even bothered to put on the lace panties I’d rip off. “You know how much I love you? Or do you need a reminder?”
“Both,” she cooed, rubbing my chest under my T-shirt. She would’ve dug her other hand in my shorts if I didn’t grab it quickly enough, landing a kiss on top of it.
“Bet.” I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, carrying her around a large block of boulder stone twenty feet away. She always gasped in shock whenever I scooped her up in my arms, impressed that I knew how to handle and care for her plump ass.
Around the dark gray boulder stone, I laid her down on the blue-striped picnic beach blanket. She looked around in awe, taking in the spread of fruit platters, cold-cut sandwiches, wine bottles, and water on a bucket of ice, along with her favorite, lemon pepper chicken wings—all flats.
“When did you…” She slapped her hand over her mouth as a wide grin took over her face. I admired her and didn’t blink, watching her long, wavy hair blow in the wind. As always, her brown skin glowed, and her hazel eyes sparkled. The urge to cup her round face and kiss her breath away never diminished. “I can’t keep up with you.”
I sat beside her and pulled her onto my lap. “I think you do a good job.”
We returned from shopping at the mall and several outlets two and a half hours prior. While we freshened up, I rushed through my process to set up on the beach across from our villa.
Outside of us, only a few strangers were in the distance, making us feel like we had a massive shore to ourselves.
“Thank you,” she whispered, holding my hand against her face. Before I could question it, she switched positions and straddled my lap. “For learning how to love me and then showing out in the best ways while doing it.”
“Always a pleasure,” I murmured against her neck, inhaling her sweet natural cocoa butter scent.
I'd set us up behind a tall, wide boulder stone for good reasons. Resisting her wasn’t my strongest suit; I’d never force myself to do it. Fuck that.
Turning her around on my lap, I faced her toward the crashing waves at an angle. She relaxed against me and exhaled deeply, shifting slightly to get comfortable. I smirked, knowing she’d squirm when my fingers pressed down on her clit. Hiking her dress above her waist, I spread her legs and held her in my arms.
“Trav—“
“The waves,” I spoke in her ear, my bottom lip bumping against her diamond-studded earring. “Focus on them.”
Ivy moaned while I slowly rubbed her clit in a circular motion. She struggled to keep her eyes open through the pleasure, occasionally closing them and airing my name. I eased a finger inside her tight, dripping-wet pussy.
She quivered in my arms, her first orgasm ripping through her as I rubbed her clit again. I met her halfway when she turned her head to the side, commencing a heated kiss that we got lost in.
Less than a minute later, she straddled my lap again. Her dress was still hiked above her waist, and my hard dick was poking through my shorts, hungry for her. My hands slid up her thick thighs and gripped her waist as she freed my dick and licked her lips.
She positioned it at her opening in no time, then lowered down on it, panting from the pressure.
“Good girl,” slipped from my lips on the low as I pushed her down, forcing her to take what was rightfully hers.
Ivy wrapped her arms around my neck, holding onto me for dear life while she bounced on my dick, the beautiful sound of her juices splashing beneath us.
“Oh, Travis,” she moaned, soft whimpers following.
“I know, baby,” I tangled my fingers in her wild hair, pulling her head back as I laid her on her back on the blanket. “I know."
Stroking deeply inside her, I spoke in her ear, praising how wet her pussy always got for me.
“Now take this dick,” I said, gazing deeply into her eyes. The smile curling her lips told me she planned to impress me again.
We were four days into our trip, and couldn’t keep our hands off of each other for long enough to explore the perks of Maui. Besides going to the mall, a few outlets, and grocery shopping for our ten day stay, we locked ourselves inside and made love until we were both sore.
Our bodies were sore, and we were downright exhausted from lack of sleep, but nothing could stop us. We lacked control of ourselves and that was a damn shame. It was love, passion, lust, and a lot of other things, too. But it was a damn shame we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves long enough to complete a meal.
“Aht aht.” I slapped his hand away from slipping it between my inner thighs. He liked to keep it there for the warmth that came from them, but it always led to him rubbing my clit, then sucking on it shortly after. Just like him rubbing my back always transitioned into him nearly blowing it out. Not today, though. Or not right now, at least. My poor kitty was in distress.
“I planned something fun for us today,” I said. “We have two hours to get ready.”
“How’d you manage that?” He laid comfortably on his side, pulling me closer into his warm, naked body.
“I know you planned on trapping me inside and keeping me to yourself while we’re here, but I figured out how to book things on my own,” I quipped, playfully fighting him off as he placed soft kisses along the side of my neck.
Travis chuckled, then planted a long, firm kiss on my forehead that drew a deep exhale out of me. Since I’d met him, my happiness shone different—radiant and as genuine as it came.
Covering my mouth, I burst out laughing as he got up from bed. His 6’6, slender build and small booty stalked toward the master bathroom.
“Shower,” he said. “Join me?”
“Not this time. Gonna take a warm bubble bath in one of the other rooms.”
“Good idea, baby. Go ahead and recoup for me so I can tear that ass up again,” he said, his voice deep and hypnotizing. Once he disappeared into the bathroom, I pulled my phone out of the top drawer of the nightstand and checked my notifications. I quickly scrolled through email previews from my PR clients and messages from the group chat with my family… until a separate text message from my sister stopped me from scrolling.
Kesia: I’m pregnant… as fuck!
An image with six different pregnancy tests was under the text. Of course my thorough sister would take six tests to be absolutely certain she was pregnant. Knowing her, she still couldn’t believe it.
Unable to contain my excitement, I sent her about a dozen dancing gifs and memes. Our brother’s wife, Myiesha, was seven months pregnant, and now Kesia? I didn’t know what was going on, but outside of praying that I wasn’t next, thoughts of being the best aunt in the world had officially found a home in my mind.
I noted the time, then stashed my phone back into the top drawer of the nightstand. Kesia wouldn’t be off from work for another five hours, and I couldn’t wait to call and scream in her ear over the news. She was probably close to having a panic attack, but I couldn’t stifle my glee over the fact that our family was growing.
As I wrapped the cool, white sheet around my bare body, I headed across the hall to one of the other three bedrooms thinking, “What am I gonna do when I get this birth control implant out of my arm next year?” Kesia and I had fallen in love with brothers who never planned on letting us go and would do anything to keep us around, and that involved knocking us up.
Bringing rubbers into the equation after I’d already fallen in love with feeling Trav’s warmth inside of me wasn’t an option I wanted to backtrack to. But I had to be honest with myself, marrying him, bearing his child, and building a family with him sounded lovely.
Almost like perfection.
Two hours later, Travis and I locked up our villa and walked across the street to the beach. I made him close his eyes until we reached my surprise.
“You can open them now,” I chirped, stopping us in our tracks.
“Ayo!” Trav opened his eyes and laughed with his fist covering his mouth. His tropical shirt with palm trees on it that I picked out for him at the mall matched mine, and blew in the brazing beach winds. Our navy blue board shorts matched, too. “I wasn’t expectin’ this.” A wide grin spread across his face.
“Wanna race?” I teased, dancing around him and kicking up sand while two men from the company, who rented us the jet ski’s, waited patiently to give us a quick rundown of how to operate them.
“Hell naw. You can barely drive a car,” he jested, and I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes. “I’m not new to this, though. Thank you,” he approached the men and said, accepting the keys from them as they politely nodded. They reminded us that we had four hours with our rentals before walking off.
Helping me onto the jet ski, he hoped on behind me and pointed out how to move forward, reverse, and brake.
“I’ma stick with you until you’re comfortable with it,” he said.
“Okay.” I smiled, bouncing excitedly on the water craft as I used the lever to slowly move us forward. “How far out should we go?”
Travis wrapped his arms around me, preparing for us to take off. “Doesn’t matter,” he said. “I’ll go anywhere with you. Just don’t kill us.”
I exhaled deeply as he kissed the back of my neck, then sped off toward the middle of the ocean while praying the sensation of feeling this free lasted a lifetime.
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