Stay, stay, stay

empty restaurant

"You look a little flushed, are you feeling alright, Ms. Swift?" I can see Harold's furrowed brows in the rearview mirror.
"I'm fine, Harold. Thank you for asking, I'm just feeling a little hot" I lie and attempt to fan myself some air with my hands. Goddamnit, I thought I looked fairly normal when I left Travis' house but I guess it's been too long since someone got me off this good to just look like nothing happened.
"Okay, if you say so. Do you want me to turn up the A/C?" Harold asks but I can see that he doesn't believe me.
"Yes, that would be great actually."
He nods and then keeps his stare on the road. Better for me, maybe that will give me some time to calm myself down. God, it was so good. I don't know if it was this good because I haven't had any in a while or because he really is that good. Maybe both. Or maybe it's because I just really like him and I felt comfortable when I was with him. When we talked it felt like we've known each other for a really long time. I mean, I am in general a person that gets along with almost every one pretty well but this today was different. My vibrating phone in my lap distracts me from my daydream. Tree's name lights up the screen.
"Oh no" I groan.
"Tree, what's going on?" I put on the friendliest and high pitched voice I can manage.
"Taylor, where are you? We need to get to the game."
"I'm on my way, almost there."
"You better be. I'll see you soon." she hangs up the phone before I can even say goodbye. I usually feel bad every time I'm late but this time it was so absolutely worth it, not even the image of Tree ripping my head off can destroy my mood.
We've barely come to a halt when the door of the Rolls Royce is pulled open and I can see Tree making her way in.
She plops down on the seat next to me and suddenly stops to look at me.
"You look..different." She claimed and furrowed her brows, her glance scanning me from head to toe.
"What do you mean?" I put on a smile praying to god she's doesn't suspect something. I mean, how in the world would she kn-
"Did you have sex?" She practically shouts almost jumping out of her seat and making poor Harold swerve the car a little.
"What- I- No. Jesus, Tree calm down. I did not have sex." Blood rushing into my cheeks again.
She presses the button to activate the soundproof wall that can be used to separate the back of the car from the drivers area.
"Taylor Alison Swift, you listen. I've been your manager long enough and I know you. I'm also your friend and if you're, excuse my french, fucking someone I'd like to know. Also, you're glowing like you've just had the best orgasm of your life. Did you sleep with Travis Kelce?"
Oh god. There's no getting out and I can't hide my stupid smile or my cheeks that have turned a deep shade of maroon at this point.
"Okay, to be clear. I did not sleep with him. I did just have the best orgasm of my life, yes. And that's all I'm going to say about it. There's nothing official or a need to do anything about it. We haven't even talked. So I'm begging you to let it go for now and then we'll see. Alright?"
I can see that she's hesitating.
"Fine, fine. But you know that we have more control over what the press writes when everything is planned ?"
"Yeah, Tree, I know. It's not my first relationship but I just want to enjoy what comes now. I'm happy and I don't want to worry." I desperately try to explain to her.
"I get it. I see that you've been happier in the last few months and I'm happy for you." She smiles and rubs my back.
"You should know though, that I'm leaving the game with Travis and we're getting dinner and going to an afterparty together." Telling this to her wasn't the easiest thing but I know that it's better if she knows in advance because then we can deal with the paparazzi and the press.
Sensing that I don't want to talk about it anymore the only thing she answered was:" 'kay, I'll deal with it".

The game was a good one, the Kansas City Chiefs won and I got to meet his mom and a bunch of his friends. His mum was the cutest person and we talked a lot about Travis and his brother but what fascinated me was that none of them were afraid or nervous or making me feel uncomfortable. We talked like I've been there a thousand times before. Of course, my presence in the stadium hasn't gone unnoticed but we planned everything so I was pretty chill about it and just tried enjoying the game. When the game was over Roger came up to me:"Ms. Swift, Mr.Kelce is ready to see you now"
I followed Roger through the halls until I was led to the locker room. He opened the heavy red door for me and then made a motion for me to go in.
I stepped inside curiously looking around and heard the water running presumably from a shower.
"Blondie, is it you?"
"Well, who else did you expect?" I flirted while he turned around the corner only wearing a towel wrapped around his hips and his skin still damp from the shower.
He could clearly see what effect he had on me because he started smirking.
"You like what you see?" he teased.
"I don't know. I don't think I've seen enough to make a decision." I playfully say. I step closer to him, closing the gap between us. He put his hand on my lower back and pulled me close, only a piece of paper could fit between us now.
His green eyes were holding my gaze as I my hands traced the strong lines of his body. I could feel him grow harder between my legs.
I cleared my throat:"So, at what time do we have the dinner reservation?"
"Don't worry, about that. We'll get there, when we get there. I've got everything sorted out."
"We have a little time?" I whispered when I started to kiss his neck. "
"Yeah, we have a little time, now how about you lose those sexy shorts of yours?" he hoarsely asked.
I unbuttoned my shorts and let them glide down my legs and my slip with it. Travis picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him, the towel creating a nice friction right where I needed it. His hungry lips met mine begging to let his tongue in and I allowed it. I was rewarded with a deep groan swallowed by the crashing sound of my back hitting the locker when he turned us around.
"Lose the towel, Kelce." I demanded.
"As you wish, baby."
With one hand wrapped around my back still holding me up, he loosened the towel with the other until it feel to the floor. I was whining when the friction was gone but I quickly stopped when I could feel his throbbing cock on my entrance.
"You're so wet for me." he moaned.
"Please." I begged.
He put me back down to my feet and turned me around so my back was pressed to his chest and my hand found the back of his neck.
I could feel him throb between my legs and it drove me crazy. It wouldn't take much.
"Travis, please. I need you to fuck me. Now." I whined.
He suddenly placed on hand on my lower stomach slowly dragging it down to my clit.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall into his chest, because I needed to concentrate so I wouldn't come now.
After what seemed like an eternity, he guided his cock to my slit but not quite putting it in. God, why was he teasing me like that ?
I decided that I couldn't take it anymore and guided it in myself. A loud moan escaped my throat as I got accustomed to his length and I could hear Travis hiss as he pulled me even closer. I grinned.
"Told you to fuck me. You didn't want to listen. That's what you get"
I could hear him smile:"Didn't know you had that side in you. Think I learned my lesson."
There was nothing sweet about this whole thing. Just his hands devouring my heated body, his lips sucking at the delicate skin on my throat and the back of my head on his chest. He was big, but it felt like he was made for me the way he hit the exact perfect spot with every thrust.
"God, you're so beautiful, Taylor" he moaned.
I smiled as I wasn't able to do anything else.
I could feel that I wouldn't need much longer and turned my head, my lips at his ear.
"Harder." I sighed.
"Jesus, Taylor."
The next thrust was so hard that I couldn't breath for a second and it was the hottest thing I've ever experienced. He pumped his cock into me one last time, when he moaned my name so loud that there was no way my bodyguard didn't hear it. His grip got stronger as he came inside of me and his hand finds my swollen clit again as he gave it three rubs before my walls clenched around him and he lets me ride out my orgasm.
I crumbled into his arms, trying to catch my breath.

He picked me up slowly and brought me into the shower room, where he lathered me in soap careful to not get my hair wet and then wrapped me in a big towel. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead as he helped me into my clothes.
"You alright, baby?" he asked.
"I'm more than alright, believe me."
"That's the only thing that matters."
He pulled me into his chest before we made our way outside.
We decided that we're not going to hold hands in public just yet. It's too delicate, so we just walked past the paparazzi waiting for us, waving and smiling to them. Travis guided me to his convertible, brushing past me to open the passenger door.
"Very gentleman-like of you, thank you." I couldn't hide my smile, even if I tried.
"Oh, you just wait."
He winked at me, getting into his seat and letting the engine roar up.
And at that moment I realised that not for one second I thought about feeling unsafe or the need to get into a car that has bulletproof windows. His presence alone made me feel like I was normal.

We drove for a while, not saying anything just enjoying the time and silence. After a few minutes he turned left onto a big parking lot and when we parked he texted somebody something, that I couldn't make out.
"What are we waiting for? I'm hungry." I pouted.
"Just wait for a few minutes, it will be worth it." he kissed my cheek and smiled.
"It better be, otherwise I might start eating you." I said with a straight face.
"I wouldn't complain about that, Blondie." he grinned.
At this moment he got a text message.
"Alright, let's go." Travis said.
I still didn't get, why we needed to wait or what for but I followed him into a restaurant. And that restaurant was completely empty. There was only one table that was set and three waiters waving us in.
"Ms. Swift, Mr. Kelce." The head waiter greeted us.
We followed him to the table and he elegantly pulled out the chair to help me in.
"Travis, what is this ? Are we in a horror movie or is the food very bad or are you trying to kill me ? Please, tell me why this restaurant is completely empty." I whispered under my breath. I was freaking me out at this point. I mean, a restaurant full of fans and paparazzis wasn't the best thing either but this is definitely more scary.
"I booked the whole place for you." he dropped the news.
"You what?"
"I paid for everyone's food as long as they would leave right away and now for the rest of the evening, this place is ours." he said like it was the most common thing in the world.
"You- wha- This is crazy. Nobody has ever done this for me before." I teared up.
"Oh, baby. Don't cry. They should've. They should've known that being with you means more than being followed by paparazzi. They should've known that being with you means that you deserve the best of everything." he squeezed my hand on the table.
"Let's order, shall we?" Travis asked as he kissed the soft skin between my knuckles.