Stay, stay, stay

end game pt.III

um, hi. I actually wasn't planning on writing a third part but a lot of you requested it, so your wish shall be my demand (and the reason why I'm definitely going to hell after publishing this)

After we took that "shower" together we went straight to bed because as great as that was, I'm still exhausted from performing, so we fell asleep quickly.
The next morning though, I woke up from something poking me from behind. Travis was laying next to me, his arm draped over my waist and his face was nestled in the crook of my neck. I could feel his morning erection through my panties and a flush of heat darted through my body settling between my thighs.
I push myself more into him, slightly rubbing against his dick. God, I am horny but I don't actually want to wake Travis up since he's probably also exhausted. I let my hand travel between my thighs and into my panties to coat my fingers in the wetness that is seeking out of me. I glide one finger into me and then decide to focus on my clit since I usually get off faster this way and this needs to be fast but no matter how hard I try I'm always on the edge of an orgasm but I can't make myself come.
"Urgh" I groan into my pillow before I decide to just get over it and get up to order us some breakfast. Guess, I'll have to stay unsatisfied until Travis wakes up.
I pull Travis' jersey over my head and put my hair into a messy bun. After a quick scan of the menu and I decide that I'm in the mood for pancakes with fresh berries and whipped cream. I look over at Travis, contemplating what he could want, he seems like a savoury-pancakes-type of person. Or maybe oatmeal? We actually never talked about his favourite breakfast food- God, I'm overthinking now. I decide to order him the pancakes with maple syrup and bacon as well as the oatmeal and a basket with fresh croissants and some fruit. Everything that would be left over we would just pack up and take with us, since he's going back to Kansas City tonight and I have to keep my tour going. I'm sitting back down on the edge of the bed to call the room service when I feel a hand sneak around my waist.
"Good morning, my love" I hear Travis' raspy voice.
"Good morning" I whisper and smile while motioning that I'm on the phone. He pulls up one eyebrow.
"Hi, this is Suite 13, I'd like to order room service" I answer the phone and quickly give up my order.
As I hang up I look back at Travis who's now half sitting in bed, scrolling on his phone.
"So, how many people are coming over for breakfast?" he asks while he's pulling me into him and I rest my head on his chest.
"Oh, shut up. I wasn't sure, what you wanted to eat. I was going for only the pancakes but then I started overthinking and yeah."
A deep chuckle comes rumbling out as he places a kiss on top of my head.
"I love you"
"I love you, too" I whisper as my lips find his.
I slowly climbed on to him, straddling his hips and laying my head on his chest. His heartbeat was slow and steady and for one second it felt like this was the only beat I was ever supposed to hear. I snuggled in deeper breathing in his familiar scent, a mix of cedar, bergamot and cinnamon. His hands were slowly caressing my back drawing little circles next to my spine and eventually resting on the small of my back.
"Sometimes I think about how crazy this actually is" he breaks the comfortable silence.
"Well, if you would've told me, that a football player tried giving me a friendship bracelet and his brother fully put him on blast in their podcast which would lead to me spending my Sundays in a football stadium and then go home to have the best sex, then I probably would've called you crazy." I said, propping my chin up on my hands watching him.
He laughed when he sits up and pulls me closer, burrowing his hands in my hair, desperate to connect our lips and causing my messy bun to come loose.
As his mouth was only inches away from mine and the tips of our noses almost touched as I could see every little sprinkle of dark green mixed in that meadow color around his dilated pupils.
He whispered:"I could get lost in your face every day. It almost hurts to watch you talk to other people because you're radiating a kind of happiness and kindness most of them did not deserve. Not even I do."
A lonely tear made its way down my cheek, getting swept away by Travis' thumb.
I might be a songwriter but I'm not sure I could ever find the words to describe the feeling blooming in my chest.
Well, home.
If I think about it, it feels like home, actually.
I kissed him like it was the last time.
His hands find my hips, his fingers grabbing me like he's scared that I might leave if he lets go.
Bucking his hips, Travis' erection meets my swelling clit and coaxes a moan out me that is swallowed by him. I keep moving my hips and nibbling his earlobe while placing soft, wet kisses along his neck settling by his collarbone and now he's the one moaning. But after a while of grinding his clothed boner and leaving a wet stain on his boxers Travis can sense that I'm getting frustrated.
"What's wrong, princess ?" He asks.
"Do you want to stop?"
I frantically shake my head.
"I just need you. Now." I manage to get out.
"Well, is that so?" Travis teases and presses a kiss to my throat.
He lets his hands wander under the red jersey and cups my breast, sweeping his thumbs over my hardened nipples.
"As good as you look with my name on your back, there's something I'd rather see right now." In a smooth motion he slips the jersey over my head and throws it onto floor.
"Damn, baby. Fucking gorgeous every time" he says as he cups my breasts again and places a kiss right on my sternums flicking his tongue. My head clasped back on its own as Travis takes one nipple into his hot mouth and starts sucking.
"Oh God" I said, my legs tightening around his waist. Travis finds my mouth again, biting my bottom lip softly while his fingers are  twirling and squeezing my nipples until I'm literally panting.
"Fuck, Trav." I moan out.
"Tell me baby, what do you want?"
"I don't- I'm not sure. I just-" my mind is all hazy unable to form a coherent thought.
"Words, baby girl."
"Please. Just make me cum."
Travis got to work right away. He pulls off his boxers and places me back on his lap. His erection is now pressed against my sensitive clit and he motions for me to sit up a bit, aligning his throbbing cock with my entrance. I hiss as I slowly sit back down, trying to keep it together and not clench around his cock right away.
"Goddamn, Taylor. You're so tight" He groans.
After a few seconds I start moving hips, riding and circling until we've found our rhythm and only our panting and moaning fills the room. I slow down and let my hands travel up my body, massaging my breasts while Travis starts rubbing my clit.
"Mhh, just like that." I husk out.
Travis is completely mesmerised with me massaging my breasts, he starts moving us again subconsciously. I let my head fall back and as his cock hits my g-spot I scream out his name.
"Fuck Taylor, I'm gonna-" but he couldn't even finish the sentence before his abdomen tightens and he thrusts into, his eyes screw shut as I can feel his cock spasm inside of me. Watching him come was enough to push me over the edge, too.
I scream and my walls clench hard around his pulsing cock overcome with an almost unbearable pleasure. I let myself fall back onto his heaving chest, while he's still inside of me. He pulls the cover over our entangled bodies when it suddenly knocks at the door.
"Room service!" A female voice yells from the hallway.
My head shoots up and I clasp my hand over my mouth to keep myself from laughing.
"Um, could you leave it in front of the door? We'll get it asap. We're just...a bit busy at the moment."
Travis yells right back. I widen my eyes at him and whisper:""a bit busy" you couldn't have said "we'll get it right now, give us a minute" ?"
He laughs:"Relax, Tay. The whole hotel knows that we were fucking. Did you hear yourself ?"
A blush creeps into my cheeks but I couldn't deny the fact that I was loud.
"It's all good, pushes my ego" he smirks.
"So, you hungry ?" he kisses the tip of my nose.