Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

the meeting - mile high club 2

Request from a comment on 'mile high club' 

"Hey Taylor?" There was a light knock on my office door, and I looked up to see Andy - who worked in my marketing team - leaning through the open door. "Travis is here to see you."

"Oh sure, thanks." I closed my computer as Andy waved Travis through. "Hi honey."

"Hey beautiful." Travis closed the door behind me and came over, planting a kiss on my lips. "How's work?"

"A little better now." I smiled, and he chuckled at me, sitting on the edge of my desk. "I've only got five minutes, there's a meeting soon I have to sit in on."

"Hmm." Travis reached out and took my face in his hands. "What on earth could we do in five minutes?" 

"That's ambitious." I smiled as I stood up from my chair and rested my arms around his neck. Travis pulled me close and kissed me again as I rested my hands on his thighs, leaning forwards. A buzz came from the intercom on my desk and I sighed, pulling back and reaching over to press the button. "Yes?" I asked as Travis dipped his head and kissed my neck. A huff escaped my lips and I shot him a look, but he just winked at me. 

"Sorry to interrupt Taylor, but everyone's here for the meeting."

"Alright, give me two minutes and I'll be right in." I replied, and then gasped as Travis sucked gently on the sensitive skin underneath my ear. "Hey! Trying to do my job here!"

"Do you have a problem with it?" Travis murmured.

"Maybe when I'm trying to talk to my colleagues." I said sarcastically, smiling as I rested my arms around his neck. I leaned in, but Travis pressed a finger to my mouth and stopped me.

"Are you talking back to me?" He asked.

"Maybe." I whispered, and then quickly backtracked as he raised his eyebrows. "No?"

"Sit." Travis told me, and I swallowed. "Now Taylor. Sit." I stumbled back into my chair, crossing my legs nervously. Travis shook his head at me and I quickly uncrossed them, twisting my hands together. I had no idea what was going on, but the look on his face wasn't giving me much hope. "Pull down your underwear." He told me as he turned, opening some of the drawers in my desk.

"Excuse me?" I blinked.

"You heard me."

He didn't even turn to see if I was following his instructions, and I didn't for a moment, but then I reached under my skirt. Travis wasn't kidding, and I kind of wanted to see where he was going with this. As I pulled my underwear down, Travis turned around, having found whatever he was looking for. My gaze caught on the thing resting between his fingers and my cheeks flushed. How did he even know I had that here?

"You're not as sneaky as you think you are." He answered my silent question, shifting closer towards where I sat in my chair. "When's your next meeting?"

"Um." I glanced at my calendar. "Now." I was already a minute late. 

"Good." Travis' hand circled my knee, pushing my legs apart. "You're going to wear this. You're going to sit through the meeting, and you're going to act like nothing's wrong." As he spoke, he pushed the vibrator inside me, making me bite down on my lip to stifle a cry. "Make a sound, make a face, make any indication at all and you're going to regret it for the rest of the night. Do you understand that?"

"Yes." I whispered.

"Good. Put your underwear back on. We've got a meeting to attend."

With that, he turned for the door. I blinked in disbelief, but he was dead serious. Reaching down, I yanked my underwear back into place and stumbled to my feet, grabbing the folder I needed for the meeting and scrambling after him. Surely he wasn't serious.