Stay, stay, stay

lovesick pt. II

"Bed it is" Travis says, grinning down at me and hoists me up from the couch easily as I wrap my hands around his neck to keep myself up. He carries me to bedroom smothering my face with kisses while doing so. I start giggling like a schoolgirl.
"Oh we'll see how long you'll be laughing like that" he says.
I gasp and I can already feel my center throbbing.
His eyes turned a deep shade of green filled with pure desire as he gently lays me down on my bed, his hands sliding down my frame all the way down to my thighs.
His lips press hungrily into mine and my palms slide up over his chest around his neck. While my hands are already there I start caressing the back of his hair, right at the drape of his neck. Travis makes a quiet noise of appreciation. I bite his lower lip and tug. Reminding him that I don't want to be teased and need more.
He grunts and breaks our kiss.
"Baby, open those legs for me." He whispers. And I obey, closing my eyes and still having my hands in his hair I can feel him placing small kisses over my abdomen all the way down.
"You're already so wet again" he grins and looks up at me.
I smirk back at him, if this man knew how often I think about climbing him, we wouldn't be leaving this apartment.

His gaze holds mine when he starts using his tongue to draw awfully slow circles over my sensible clit. I let out a loud and frustrated moan, bulging my hips up hoping to soothe the aching feeling. But he's not speeding up and I let my head fall back. I grip the sheets tighter when he lets his tongue slide down my entrance and back up to my clit. Repeating it over and over again.
"Oh Lord, Travis" I groan.
"I want to see your face, while I fuck you" he demands. Bossy. But I like it and so I bring up my head to look at him, while he thrusts his tongue into me. Slowly and devastatingly he pushes it in and out. He stops and pushes himself all the way back up, his lips hovering next to my ear. I whimper.
"Taylor.." he moans in the most sexy way I've ever heard someone say my name.
"Tell me what you want."
I gulped. My mouth suddenly turns dry and I wet my lips. I turn my head, my lips are grazing his jaw.
"I want you to make me cum so hard that everybody knows what we've been doing all night long."
He grins "Be careful what you wish for"
He goes down on me again and without warning he thrusts two fingers inside of me at a rapid speed. My eyes roll back and my fingers press into his shoulders, feeling his muscles flex. I cry out his name as he starts sucking my clit.
"Louder, Taylor. You said everyone should know." He barks. And I obey once again when he curls his fingers at the exact right moment.
"Oh fuck, Travis" I scream out
"I- I- I'm gonna cum" I whine, now gripping the sheets as hard as I could.
"Not yet, baby."
"I can't hold it anymore" I almost start crying because I crave the feeling of pleasure.
"Keep looking at me. I want you cum when I allow you to do so" Travis says.
There was something about the way his emerald green eyes hold my gaze while he's bringing me closer and closer the edge.
He picks up the pace of his fingers and adds his other hand to rub my clit at the same time.
"Travis.." I warn him.
"Cum for me, baby."
I can feel a wave of release and pleasure rush over me as my hips arch and my walls desperately clench around his fingers.
"Fuck" I screamed, still not having enough I rocked against his fingers while he was cleaning me up.
"You did so good" Travis praised me and places a kiss on my forehead.

But I wasn't done. He teased the shit out of me right now and I wanted to do it justice.
I sat up and pushed him back onto the bed, climbing onto his lap so that I was strangling him.
His erection was pressed against my entrance and I start rocking back and forth.
He hisses and throws his head back.
"God, Taylor"
I could feel him grow harder quickly. I start nibbling his earlobe, knowing that this drove him crazy. He bulges his hips wanting the green light to slip his cock into me but I'm not giving in. He lets out a frustrated moan.
"That's what you get for being bossy" I whisper into his ear, while I slide off his lap making my way to the shower and leaving him sitting on the bed. Before I turn to enter the bathroom I throw a quick glance over my shoulder to see a mix of surprise, frustration and confusion on Travis' face.
"What the fuck, Taylor ?" He groans.
I wink and nod my head signalling for him to follow me.

A smirk playing around my lips as I step under the shower, letting the water rush all over me. When I open my eyes I can see Travis still standing out side of the shower, his mouth hanging slightly open and his chest is moving fast.
"You coming in, or what ?" I tease him.
He clears his throat and takes three big steps until his also standing under the steaming stream of water. I let my hands explore his trained body. No human should be allowed to look this good.
"Taylor, you're so fucking beautiful" he says at the same time and my heart skips a beat. A lot of people have called me hot. But standing in front of someone completely naked and hearing them say that you're beautiful is a whole different thing. I throw my plan of teasing him over board and crash my lips into his. His hands find my waist and he tightens his grip to pull my into him. He gives my ass a light slap, the signal for me to put my hands around his neck so he can hoist me up. He makes a step forward and my back is pressed against the cold granite of the shower. A shudder runs down my spine. He breaks our kiss and hover his face just inches away from mine. I can see the water droplets perling off his skin. I shift my hips and he slowly pushes his cock into me until he's fully in. I open my mouth making a whining sound but I keep looking at him. Neither of us dares to move, too scared this intimate moment could end somehow. I graze my lips softly over his and he melts into the kiss, slowly starting to trust his hips. The kiss intensifies and he bites my lower lip.
"Taylor, I can't hold it any longer" he pants and picks up the speed.
I let my hand glide down between us and start rubbing my at this point overly sensitive clit, while he's thrusting into me, making me question myself if I'm ever gonna be able to walk again. But if that's the reason why I won't be, then I'm absolutely fine with that.
I arch my back away from the wall and drag my hands across his shoulder blades when I scream out his name for the 13th time tonight. I can feel his pulsing cock thrusting inside of me one more time, his abs stiffening when cums. Our foreheads are leaning against each other, eyes closed. Our panting breaths fill the room.

Travis sets me down slowly and I fall into his arms. He starts shampooing my hair while I lean against him with my eyes closed and let the smell of vanilla fill the air. When he's done and we've both cleaned up, he wraps one towel around his waist and then proceeds to wrap a big, pink, fluffy towel around me. He picks me up and carries me to my bed. On the way he grabbed a jersey of his out of his bag and when he softly plops me onto the bed he strives it over my head.
"I like you wearing my name" he chuckles, while he puts on some gray sweatpants and slides under the soft covers next to me. I lay my head on his chest and breathe in his scent. The scent that makes me feel safe.
"I like it, too." I say smiling.