Playing The Field

Chapter 10

Travis Kelce

While it's only been a week, I find myself missing Taylor deeply. Despite our constant texting, calling, and FaceTime sessions throughout the day and night, it just doesn't compare to the joy of being in her presence.

Just a short while ago, Taylor returned from a dinner with her friends, and now I'm on my way to her house. When we discovered that I had a game scheduled in New York, we arranged for me to spend the night at her place just before the big match.

Arriving at Taylor's doorstep, I took a deep breath and knocked on her door. Her security had let me into her garage so I was off the street and away from the paparazzi trying to capture images of Taylor and I. It felt like forever until she swung open the door, and there she was, more beautiful than ever. The smile that greeted me melted away the distance and time we had spent apart.

Taylor's eyes lit up as she saw me, and she rushed into my arms, her embrace filled with warmth and longing. I held her close, savouring the familiar scent of her hair, the softness of her skin, and the way her laughter made my heart race. I was so fucking lucky.

"I've missed you so much," she whispered into my ear.

"I've missed you too," I replied, my voice filled with sincerity. My fingers find the bottom of her chin and I tilt her head up towards mine. I gently press my lips onto hers. The kiss grows passionate and my fingers tangle in her hair.

We lingered in the kiss, still wrapped in each other's arms, I didn't want this to end. Ever. She was so perfect in every way. She also fit me weirdly perfectly. Her head was perfectly in line with my chin so that I could easily tuck her away. Her hands fit perfectly in mine. My arms were able to wrap around her perfectly and, well, other stuff fit perfectly as well but we're not going to talk about that, I am a gentleman after all.

Eventually, Taylor pulled away, her hand finding mine as she led me inside her home. I navigate myself around her house, somewhat comfortable with the layout after being here before. Benjamin brushes himself against my leg, Olivia following him and I pick her up. I give her a quick cuddle and kiss before joining Taylor in the living room. It's late at night, almost 11 pm and yet I'm filled with energy.

"Big game tomorrow," Taylor tells me with a smirk "Should probably get some rest" She nods her head to the staircase that leads to her bedroom. Blood rushes through my body with excitement.

"Funny because I'm not really that tired," I say, pulling her into my arms and kissing her softly "I wonder what we can do to kill some time?" I joke sarcastically.

Taylor tilts her head to the side and smirks "I have some ideas"

Her hand pulls me up the stairs and into her room. She pushes me down on her bed and climbs on top of me, hurriedly removing my clothes and unzipping her dress. Her legs staddle my hips and, my god, I'm surprised I didn't lose it right there and then.

Her mouth connects with mine and her hands travel along my body as my hands explore hers. She reaches over to her bedside table, grabs a condom and flings it to me. Kissing down my chest until I've put it on. We're a mess of hurried movements and underwear flying until she's lowered herself onto me. We find our rhythm quickly, Taylor leans back and plants her hands on my knees to steady herself. My hands find her hips and support her movements when she starts to get tired. The room is filled with heavy breaths and moans. We both reach our peaks and come back down together.

Taylor is lying on top of me, tracing shapes on my chest sheepishly.

"I can't get enough of you," she says, slightly dozing off into a sleep. My heart flutters at her words. My hand is slowly brushing her hair and tracing her back lightly. I know that my nieces love it when I trace their backs. Taylor curls into me and hums when her head fits perfectly under my chin, nuzzled into my chest.

"I can't get enough of you either, Darling," I tell her, kissing her forehead before we fall asleep.