1 night of sex and Travis seems to have completely lost his grasp of dinner table etiquette or of any etiquette at all for that matter.
For example when I opened the door to greet him, instead of saying hi he grabbed me by the waist, slammed our bodies together and then attempted to kiss me half to death.
Instead of complimenting my dress as he usually would he tried to rid me of my dress and instead of saying how much he was looking forward to eating dinner with me he proceeded to tell me how much he was looking forward to eating me
It's not that I don't appreciate his enthusiasm and his honesty is actually refreshing after the whole 'Hailey' debacle but tonight I had plans and his over active libido is threatening to spoil them.
Tonight I had wanted to talk, to eat, to make up, to make out and then if he was lucky we would make it up to the bedroom but Travis has shown up acting like a horny teenager and I'm about to go 'strict headmistress' on his ass.
"Kelce!" I yell after he grabs my behind for what must be the 100th time tonight
"Swift... "
"Touch my ass once more and I will break every one of your pretty fingers"
The way he purrs and then squeezes both cheeks once more whilst pressing his dick in to me is not quite the response I had expected
"I love when you get all violent Tay, keep talking like that and dinners going in the bin whilst we go in the bedroom"
"Come on Travis, I have spent all evening cooking this"
"I didn't even know you could cook, when you invited me for dinner I thought that was code for oral sex. So do you cook often? "
"No, I actually don't cook at all, but that doesn't matter, I have made it, you will eat it, and it will be delicious"
"And that's definitely code for I will be dead by morning. Oh well, if this is it for me I guess you had better take me to bed one last time, make my final hours worth it"
"Travis, my food is not going to kill you, your insatiable appetite for sex is what's going to kill you"
"My insatiable appetite is for you Tay, only for you"
"You know Travis, I invited you for dinner so we could just eat, you remember that don't you, when you use a fork and enjoy food?"
"God Taylor I thought you would never ask" and once more his arms are around my waist as his lips move sensually over my neck and my hands tangled themselves in his hair and for a second I consider moving things to my bedroom but then I remember how Marcus and Terri had been so much more than just sex this afternoon and I want more than sex too, especially with Travis
I already know we have great chemistry and that makes for amazing sex but do we stand a chance of having anything more? I need to know
"Look, Travis, last night was great, you were great but please, I just want to have dinner and talk, okay, no innuendos no groping just food and conversation?"
He looks me straight in the eye and once again I'm tempted to just give in and drag him to my bedroom but this time his smile is genuine instead of that sexy smirk he uses to strip me of my senses and when he brings his hand up to cup my cheek I expect him to try and kiss the life out of me but instead he smiles and then drops a tiny kiss to the tip of my nose.
"Come on then chef, let's eat"
Dinner is terrible, every part of it is either burnt or raw but instead of bitching about it we find ourselves laughing uncontrollably.
He mocks the fact I even seem to be able to burn water whilst I blame the entire disaster on him for constantly distracting me by putting me into a trance by stroking my hair.
The laughter quickly turns to stolen kisses which quickly heat up to a full on make out session and pretty soon the dress he was so keen to strip me of is hanging over my living room door as my bra and panties lay scattered over the floor
Travis' clothes are scattered around the bed and I am lying where I'm sure I should have layen for the last 10 years...in Travis' arms, as his eyes, lips and fingers tell me stories of how lonely he has been without me.
*Guys is this the end???
