Travis (Grim Sinners MC Book 3)

by LeAnn Ashers

  His hand is snaking closer and closer to the spot where I need it. His head moves to one breast as he pinches the other. My back arches, and I can feel myself shaking already. This is so intense that just being near him has me ready to explode. He kisses further down my belly until his mouth is right above my pussy. Wait, is he going to…

  “What are you? Nobody…” I stop. His face reddens instantly. “Worthless piece of shit,” he snarls when he figures out that nobody has ever went down on me before, and his arms curl around my legs.

  His eyes connect with mine just as he dips his head and takes the first lick. “Oh god.” I close my eyes and bury my hand in his hair. His arms tighten around me, and he pulls me harder against him. He licks, sucks, bites. My legs are shaking uncontrollably at this point, my fingers buried deep into my sheets. He lets go of one of my legs then puts two fingers inside me and curls them. That’s all it takes. I fall over the edge, practically screaming. My whole body is shaking, and I can feel myself pulsating around his fingers. Holy heck, did that just happen?

  He rolls a condom on and climbs back on the bed, between my legs. I throw one leg over his back. “Ready, Momma?” He places his forehead against mine. I nod, closing my eyes. I am so ready for this. I feel the tip as he slowly starts entering me, and I relax and allow myself to adjust. Then he stops moving. “Still good?”

  “More than good,” I whisper, my voice quivering. He slides the rest of the way in and kisses me, moving slowly inside me. His hands run up my sides until he finds my hands, and he places them above my head. His eyes connect with mine as he moves gently and carefully, tenderly. My eyes fill with tears as it hits me. We are making love.

  He kisses the tear away and rests his forehead against mine once again. We are just feeling, enjoying, and letting the world fall apart. We are completely one in this moment, and I know I will never doubt him again. He is giving me more than words; he is showing me. Minutes later, we come together as one and, in that instant, our worlds have completely changed.

  Bailey

  I wake up to the most amazing feeling in the world. Travis has his head on the pillow, and his arm is wrapped around my stomach, holding me tightly.

  This is the life. I turn my head and I see it’s eight o’clock. Gabby will be getting up very soon, and I need to shower. I tilt my head and stare at Travis. He looks so much younger when he sleeps, but he is just as beautiful.

  Last night was something I’d never expected, but it was so much more than I’d hoped for. He showed me something I’d never dreamed of. I felt an amazing connection with someone, and when we had sex I was at the center of it all. He was so intent on making sure I was okay, and he made sure I was having a good time. Last night changed my whole world.

  I am so glad that I decided to give him a chance. I never want him to leave. I know it’s too soon to say that, but he has been a part of my life from the very moment I met him. He has never once left my side. He was there with me when Gabby had surgery. He stepped up and did whatever he could for me.

  I looked for his bad qualities and waited for the other shoe to drop, but it never did. He showed me that not every man is the same, and he is in a league of his own.

  I feel him stir beside me, and his eyes slowly open and connect with mine. A slow smile covers his face. “Good morning, Momma.” His voice is raspy from sleep.

  “Good morning.” I rub the back of his head, dragging my nails just slightly. He lifts his head and kisses me softly. I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him to me. “Gabby will be up soon, I need to shower.”

  He looks up. “We need to shower.” He scoots down the bed, and his hand latches onto my foot, dragging my completely naked self toward him. I laugh and grab the blankets to stop my descent. I turn around, squealing, just as Travis takes a bite out of my ass. I laugh loudly, and I turn around and smack his bare ass.

  His eyes narrow on and me first thought is run. I take off to the bathroom and shut the door, locking it. The doorknob twists. “You going to let me in so I can eat your pussy?” Uh, can I say no to that?

  I hurry and turn on the water; then I rush to the door, unlock it, and run back to the shower, pretending that I didn’t just lock him out.

  I am under the warm spray, letting the water beat down on my back. He opens the glass door and steps inside, naked as the day he was born. He moves closer, gripping my hips. His dick is hard and resting against his stomach. I swallow hard, a knot in my throat. He is just utter perfection; I can’t help but repeat that over and over in my head. I tilt my head back, and he grips my face between his large hands. “Beautifulest woman in the world.”

  My heart does a little flip, and I smile widely. “You’re the most perfect man in the world.” I throw it out there for him, not afraid anymore. He kisses my head, and I close my eyes and press myself closer to him, just enjoying the skin-to-skin contact. I never knew it would feel like this; it’s like a good-for-your-soul feeling. Just being around him makes me I feel amazing on the inside. I am happy.

  He opens my shampoo. “Turn around, baby.” I turn around and he starts massaging the shampoo into my hair. I close my eyes and pray that I don’t lose my shit. No one has ever been so tender and caring toward me. I am sure my mother never did anything like that for me; my nannies did everything. A tear escapes before I can stop it. A lot has happened within the past twenty-four hours. “Turn around.”

  I do as he asks, letting the spray of the water wash the shampoo out of my hair. “You’re the sweetest guy,” I whisper, my voice clogged with emotion.

  His face softens. “Baby, only to you and Gabby.” Can I say perfect again?

  I lather up my hands with soap and run them down his arms to his chest, then down and down until I wrap my hand around his dick. He throws his head back, and I make sure to wash him thoroughly.

  He returns the favor—he washes me, taking his sweet time. “I need you,” he growls. I shiver at the sound of his voice. His hands wrap around my hips, lifting me off the ground, and I wrap my legs around his waist. “Fuck a condom,” he snarls.

  “I am clean and I am on birth control.” I would love to feel him without anything between us.

  “I am clean, too. I was just checked the other day, actually.” He shifts me in his arms, and I feel him at my entrance. He slowly brings me down onto him and presses my back against the shower wall. I lean my head back against the wall, just taking in the pure ecstasy. His lips are biting, kissing, licking my neck as he moves inside me, hitting that spot every single time.

  “Oh god.” I moan, dragging my nails down his back. He tightens his grip on me and starts to really pound into me. Last night he was super gentle; this is different. This is hard, all-consuming fucking that sets you on fire.

  “Ready to come for me, Momma?” he grinds out through clenched teeth, and I tighten around him, my toes curling. I lean forward and bite his shoulder, trying not to scream and wake Gabby up. I feel him come inside me. I shiver and he moves into the spray to warm me up.

  My head is tucked into the side of his neck. His hand is moving up and down my back, caressing me. He is so strong; he is holding me up practically with one arm. “I don’t know about you, but I am starving.” I murmur against his neck, my growling stomach making itself known.

  He laughs, “I think we need to feed you and the baby girl.”

  Baby girl? I absolutely love that he called Gabby that! I love the way he has been involved with Gabby from the start.

  We finish showering and walk downstairs. I open the refrigerator and grab some bacon. I wish I was the mom who could make everything from scratch, but I didn’t get that talent. Travis pitches in, and we work as a team making breakfast. I lean against the counter watching him flipping the bacon. He looks over at me, smiling. “See something you like?” he teases.

  I bite my lip, making sure he sees me checking him out. He laughs, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward him, and kisses me on the lips. I hear a giggle, and I pull back and see Gabby
standing at the entrance to the kitchen. “Good morning, baby.”

  She is smiling ear-to-ear. Her hair is an absolute mess, and I know it’s going to be a pain to fix it. “Morning, Momma and Ravis.” I love how she can’t exactly say Travis.

  “Good morning, baby girl, breakfast is ready,” Travis says. My poor little heart surely can’t stand much more. She beams at him and sits at the table. I wish I had her energy in the morning. She is rarely in a bad mood and is such a happy little girl. Just being around her makes everything better. She is a beautiful light in this fucked-up world.

  Travis is another beautiful light. He and Adeline gave me hope when I had none; then my whole life completely changed.

  Travis fixes a plate for Gabby while I serve our food. I love that he is putting her first and making sure she has everything she needs. “Do you want milk?” He cranes his neck around the wall so he can see her.

  “Yes, thank you.”

  I smile.

  Travis looks at me, shaking his head. “She is absolutely precious, her manners. You did good, Momma.”

  That felt amazing; no one has ever said anything like that to me before. I never knew how much I wanted to hear it. “Thank you.” I walk over and kiss him hard on the lips. He smacks me hard on the butt, and I yelp and pull away.

  I grab our plates and walk toward Gabby,who is sitting waiting, her legs swinging under the table. “What do you want to do today?” I ask her. She hasn’t been out much since her surgery. We all sit down, with her at the head of the table, and Travis slides her plate and a glass of milk in front of her.

  “Thank you.” She smiles at him. She steals everyone’s hearts; she stole mine the moment I found out I was pregnant with her. “Can we go to a toy store?” she asks hesitantly.

  “I bet they have that doll you’ve been wanting.” I wink at her. She has been wanting a doll that is a lot like a real baby.

  She gasps dramatically. “You really fink so?”

  “Yes baby, but you need to eat and then we can get dressed to go.”

  She grabs her fork and digs into her food.

  “You know you’re more than welcome to come, Travis,” I say.

  His face softens. “I know, baby.”

  I take a bite of my pancake so he doesn’t see my goofy grin, and Travis just watches both of us and shakes his head. He doesn’t bother hiding his absolutely beautiful smile.

  Gabby and I decided to wear matching outfits today. We are both wearing a pair of boyfriend jeans and a loose T-shirt, with our hair curled around our faces.

  I love that she wants to dress like me, and I know it won’t be like this when she’s older, so I am going to enjoy every single moment of it. Travis is getting ready in my room. He’s basically moved into my room since we had sex. It’s kind of hard to wrap my head around the fact that I actually had sex. It’s not like I hadn’t done it, but this was so absolutely amazing I’m kind of in a state of shock.

  “Ready, baby?”

  Gabby finishes looking at herself in the mirror. She is such a mini-me. She runs over and grabs my hand. “We look nice, Momma.”

  I laugh. “We sure do, baby.” We walk hand-in-hand down the stairs. Travis is already down here, putting his shoes on. He looks up and whistles. “Aren’t you ladies just beautiful. Are you sure you want this peasant to come along with you?”

  Gabby laughs loudly and I join her, shaking my head.

  “Ravis, you’re funny.”

  He winks and opens the front door.

  “Hang on, let me grab my purse,” I tell him, and he reaches out and grabs my hand, stopping me. I eye him. “What?”

  “You won’t need it. I got this.”

  My mouth opens and closes a few times. “But Travis…” I start to argue, but he just leans in and kisses the shit out of me.

  “You have done a lot, Momma, let me do this.” His voice is soft, kind of raw with emotion. I search his face for any sign of hesitation, but he has none.

  “Okay.” I want to say no and stomp my foot, but I know when to back down.

  “Good girl.”

  I groan internally, and my thoughts immediately go to sex. He has that smirk on his face, and he knows exactly what he is doing to me. He opens the door, and Gabby and I walk out onto the porch.

  I look at the surrounding houses. “Do all of these houses belong to the MC?”

  “Yes, most of the single guys and some family members live here. The families usually build their house on the property we bought outside of town. It’s very secluded, and the only neighbors are MC members.” He locks the door.

  It’s amazing that everyone is so close, and they are always there for each other; it gives me a safe and warm feeling. They are like a family. I am glad that Travis had all of this.

  He unlocks the truck.

  “I need to get the car seat out of the SUV.”

  “You don’t need to, I bought one for my truck.” Here I am once again completely floored. He thinks of things most men never would. He is one of a kind and I can’t believe he is kind of mine.

  “You’re amazing,” I tell him, and he kisses my temple.

  “Only to my girls.” Well, there goes my heart; it just shattered into a million little bits, and I know that I will never be the same. I never want to be the same. I would not change a thing.

  I stop walking and just watch them together. He lifts her into the truck, and I watch them talk while he is putting her into her seat. Our worlds have changed in such an amazing way. I remember going to sleep every single night praying for a miracle to come into my life. I just thought, maybe a better job? I never expected two hundred and thirty pounds of pure man to come into my life and show me something different. I break out of my Travis fog and get into the passenger seat. I look back at Gabby, who is swinging her little legs. Travis gets in and turns on the radio to country music. “Let’s hit the road.” He puts on his sunglasses and rolls all the windows down. Oh boy.

  We arrive at the toy store, and it’s absolutely huge. Gabby screams from the back seat. Travis laughs and gets out. He walks around and opens my door then hers.

  He sets her on the ground, and she starts jumping. “So excited,” Travis says. He takes her hand. “How fucking cute.” I nod and take her other hand, and we walk hand-in-hand into the store.

  “Oh my goodness!” Gabby practically screams, and I laugh at how excited she is. She pulls us along as we go through every single aisle until we find the doll. She stops dead in her tracks, her eyes wide and mouth open.

  “I guess they have it?” Travis asks me, and I point.

  Gabby shakes our hands loose and sprints to the middle of the aisle. She grabs the doll and hugs it to her chest. “Finally, Momma’s got you,” she coos to the doll.

  Travis stares down at her for a few beats, then at me. “My heart can’t take it.”

  I laugh because he is feeling what I am feeling. “I know.”

  Gabby looks up and gasps at all the baby beds, strollers, high chairs, and clothes designed for her doll. She puts her hand over her mouth; did I mention my daughter is a bit dramatic?

  Travis bends down next to her. “I think your baby needs all of this to properly care for it, don’t you think?” She nods, and for the next hour I watch them interact with each other. He goes through every single article of clothing she may want for her baby. He is getting her every single item. I don’t even want to know how expensive this is, but he is enjoying this as much as she is.

  She is on top of the world. He is making her feel so important, making sure her opinion on everything matters. He even got a worker to bring a buggy to carry everything, which is a lot mind you. “Fank you sooo much, Ravis.” She runs over and jumps on him, he catches her, and she wraps her arms around his neck.

  Travis

  This is heaven: Gabby’s arms around my neck, hugging me. My eyes are closed as I enjoy this moment.

  I wanted to spoil her; I wanted her to get everything she has ever wanted. They both deser
ve the fucking world.

  When I open my eyes, Bailey is holding her chest and staring at both of us with an expression on her face I have never seen before. She is affected, and I am affected. Gabby has stolen my heart, and I consider her mine. I want her to be my daughter. I want her mom to be mine.

  “Did you know they just opened a new trampoline place next door?” I ask Gabby.

  She looks up at me, her eyes bright with happiness. “Oh, can we go, Ravis?” I look at Bailey and she rolls her eyes before nodding.

  “Yes we can, angel.” I tell her.

  I run my hand down the back of Gabby’s head, and she dramatically throws her arms around me again. “Oh Ravis, you’re the best!” she screams, half deafening me, and I laugh, hugging her back. “Anything for you, angel.”

  Bailey

  She is in little-girl heaven. Travis paid for me and him to jump too, but we just like watching her bounce all over the place. She climbs the rock wall and bounces around like a little monkey.

  “Mommy, will you climb the rock wall? Puhlease?” she begs, her big brown eyes wide.

  “I will try it, baby.” I allow the guy to strap me into the harness.

  Travis is watching me, grinning ear-to-ear. “You got this, Momma.”

  I laugh nervously. “I am not sure about that, I am scared of heights.” I begin my ascent, and halfway up I get stuck. I can’t reach the next handle. I start to panic; my whole body is shaking.

  “You okay, baby?” Travis asks, and I shake my head. No, I am not okay.

  Travis

  She is fucking terrified; I can see her shaking from here. “Baby, can you slowly climb down, or jump down?”

  She starts to climb down, but stops. “I am just going to let go.” She lets go, and I see the worker release the rope and run off. I run over and grab the rope, and it burns my hands as I stop her from free falling to the ground. She looks at me, holding the rope, completely terrified. I let go and the skin on my hands is completely torn to shreds.