Hot For Travis by Diana DeRicci
When love comes in not one but two packages, can Travis hold them together when pride dares to rip them apart?
Avery and Kaitlyn are Travis’ every fantasy come to life. Fun, energetic, and both are hot for Travis. In silent agony, he’s been lusting for the two women for months, but doesn’t dare let those desires be known or risk losing two of his closest friends.
Passions explode when the ladies take control and awaken all their hidden desires. When an old flame rises out of Kaitlyn’s past, the line between love and pride is challenged. Can Travis prove he is the man they both want, the one man they both can love when love was never part of the no strings attached plan?
Note: This title was previously published. The title and publisher have changed.
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“I’m telling you, he is definitely into us,” Kaitlyn said, working her brush through her dark chestnut hair. Avery had come over to her apartment to finish doing her makeup and they would be headed over to Travis’ house in less than an hour.
“He’s always so polite, though,” Avery mentioned, rolling on mascara.
“His mama raised him right,” Kaitlyn shot back with a grin. “Now we get to find out if he can be debauched.”
“Man, he is a hot bod, isn’t he?” Avery said licking her lips. “I can’t believe we’re both attracted to him. That hasn’t happened in like…ever. It’s always been one or the other. Not that I’m complaining,” she added. “At least the sex has been good.” The next moment, she looked worriedly into the mirror at Kaitlyn. “You don’t think he’s going to think were gay, do you? Some guys have a real hard time getting over the stereotypes.”
Kaitlyn flitted a hand between them in unconcern. Neither of them had ever really put any real category to what or who, just going with what they liked, which happened to be each other and the occasional guy, if hey found one they both wanted.
“Nah, doubtful after six months of running with us, but even if he does, we know we’re not. We just have a very mutual understanding.”
“Like two decades of friendship,” Avery quipped.
“Exactly. Eventually, we’ll find the one guy that rocks our world and do the white lace crap, but hell, if Travis is willing and attracted to us, why not? I know I’m attracted to him. Running this morning was torture.” She groaned in mock agony. “Why did he have to wear that damn black A-shirt again? I die every time he does. Freaking hot.” Kaitlyn lifted a finger, licking it to touch a spot in midair making a sizzle sound. “I love his shoulders and chest. I could lick him like a cone for days.”
Avery giggled. “Have you seen his ass?” She made a slurping noise. Both women held their bellies, they laughed so hard.
“Gawd, we’re awful,” Kaitlyn said a moment later after the laughter had died down.
“No, we’re inspired,” Avery retorted with a meaningful downward tip to her chin.
Kaitlyn slipped on her slinkiest heeled sandals. “Come on, let’s go get our evening’s escort and get this ball rolling. You think we’re going to stun him?” she asked, taking a final appraisal of her figure and outfit in the mirror.
Avery puckered up and added a ruby gloss, saying, “I’m willing to bet if you’re right, he’s going to be living his favorite wet dream all night.”
“You know, I think I will be too,” Kaitlyn said, swatting Avery’s sweet ass as the pair left her bedroom.
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