you are in love

only we know

mature content warning, also story kinda jumps cause I got bored so be ready

taylors pov:
My eyelashes fluttered awake slowly, the room was dark with no light seeping through the windows yet, which wasn't unusual as I have an internal alarm clock. But today is one of the few days I don't have to be up for anything early.

I lay tangle legged with travis, our naked long legs wrapped around one another. His strong hands tucked securely around me, his warm breath against my neck. This is a feeling I will never get tired of. Our skin to skin, waking up next to my favourite person, sharing moments with each other. It was something I haven't felt in a long time.

It was known now after the many mornings I have spent with travis that I wake up before him, and I am okay with that. It gives me time to appreciate and embrace him completely, it's calm and safe. As he lay flush against me, the natural warmth radiating off of him is so calming, it almost makes my eyes shut in bliss. I gently rub my long fingers up and down his forearm, tracing unknown patterns on his tan skin.

I stare into the dark room and appreciate his slight snores and low steady breaths, how he pulls me closer every once in a while. As I lay naked in his embrace, I feel his strong arms shift me into a tight hug, signalling that he was probably awake.

"Goodmorning pretty girl" he says groggily into the crook of my neck.

I cannot help but let a smile creep onto my face at the tiredness, but love in his voice.

"Goodmorning trav" I say back after a few moments, moving one of my hands to gently hold the side of his head that lay against my shoulder. Slowly stroking his auricle.

As the morning progressed, as small talk became more needy, as we lay together, as our bodies radiated heat off of eachother we became more desperate. Falling asleep naked isn't the best idea if you need to be productive the next day. But my body yearns for Travis, all the time.

......

I got on top of him in one swift move, his erect throbbing penis laying flat due to my weight on top of him. Feeling the heat of his cock, and the heat from my centre combine into one.

I was aware that we most likely were not going to be able to have sex, as we had brunch to catch with a few of mine and travis's friends in a couple short hours. Though I would suggest a quickie, to rid us both of our annoyingly building arousals, I know from the countless sex sessions that md and Travis have had that nothing about that man likes it quick, in a bedroom sense.

quick sex with him doesn't work because likes to, and prides himself in taking his time, touching me, tasting me, brushing my g spot, toying with my nipples, talking filthy words, teasing me, edging me, flicking me, sucking me, kissing me, holding me, rubbing me, fucking me.

"I already told them I am sick, we have all day angel" he said, reading my mind. Turning my fantasy into the now.

Travis is a man who proves to me time and time again that I have never had better sex, and will never have better sex than the sex I share with him. The way he makes love to me, the intimacy we share, the realness of taking his time to please me, to make me cum, to make me squirt, to make me scream. Is unbeaten.

I gave no response but a slight hum to him in appreciation, not on purpose, just lost in my head.

"Baby girl you can't do this to me right now" he said in a stern tone, but clearly giving in as his massive hands are quickly snaking their way to my hips. His eyes fucking my tits in the dimly lit room. "Let me take care of you travis, let me make you cum" I finally speak, the need to please him taking over me as I move from his hold, him letting out a soft groan as I move down his body as he slowly lies down. His hard cock quickly springing up and hitting his abdomen once my weight is moved off of him.