getaway car - tayvis ✧˚ · .

- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐘'𝐒 -

The night was electric. The 66th Grammy Awards had been a whirlwind of dazzling lights, stunning performances, and countless congratulatory hugs. Taylor Swift had just taken home Album of the Year for the third time, making history. The afterparties were a blur of laughter, champagne toasts, and well-wishers, but through it all, one thing was on my mind: her.

As the festivities wound down, I found myself standing outside her suite at the Four Seasons, my heart pounding in my chest. I knocked lightly, and within moments, the door opened to reveal Taylor, still glowing from her night of triumph. She had changed out of her glamorous gown and was now wearing a simple silk robe, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders.

"Hey," she said softly, a smile playing on her lips.

"Hey," I replied, stepping inside and closing the door behind me.

We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the weight of the evening hanging between us. I had been by her side throughout the night, my hand in hers as she accepted her award, but now, in the quiet of her room, it felt like we were finally alone.

"You were incredible tonight," I said, taking her hand and pulling her close.

"Thank you, Travis," she whispered, her eyes shining with emotion. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Our lips met in a slow, tender kiss, and I felt a surge of desire. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer, and I could feel the heat of her body through the thin fabric of her robe. We kissed deeply, passionately, our tongues exploring each other with a hunger that had been building all night.

"I've been waiting for this moment," she murmured against my lips, her hands roaming over my back.

"Me too," I replied, my voice husky with desire. "I've been thinking about you all night."

I lifted her in my arms, carrying her to the bed and laying her down gently. She looked up at me, her eyes dark with longing, and I felt a rush of love and desire. I leaned over her, kissing her deeply, my hands sliding under her robe to feel the smooth, warm skin beneath.

She moaned softly as I kissed her neck, her hands tangling in my hair. I could feel her body responding to my touch, arching towards me as I explored her with my lips and hands. I pulled back for a moment, looking down at her, and she smiled up at me, her eyes filled with love and desire.

"I want you, Travis," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

"I want you too, Taylor," I replied, my heart pounding with anticipation.

I slipped off my jacket and tie, unbuttoning my shirt as she watched, her eyes hungry. I could see the desire in her gaze, the way she looked at me with such intensity. I wanted to give her everything, to make this night as unforgettable as she was.

I climbed onto the bed, my body pressing against hers, and she moaned softly as our skin touched. I kissed her deeply, my hands sliding under her robe to caress her breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples against my palms. She gasped, arching her back, and I could feel her need, her desire for me.

I kissed my way down her body, taking my time, savoring every moment. She writhed beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I could feel the heat of her desire, the way her body responded to my touch, and it drove me wild with need.

When I finally reached her core, she was wet and ready, her body trembling with anticipation. I kissed her there, tasting her, and she cried out, her hips lifting off the bed. I teased her with my tongue, driving her to the edge, and she came apart beneath me, her body shaking with pleasure.

"Travis," she gasped, pulling me up to kiss her deeply. "I need you inside me."

I didn't need any more encouragement. I positioned myself at her entrance, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust. She moaned, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper. I moved inside her, our bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time.

We made love slowly at first, savoring each moment, each touch. But soon, our need for each other took over, and we moved faster, our bodies slamming together with a desperate intensity. She met my thrusts with equal passion, her nails digging into my back, her cries filling the room.

I could feel myself nearing the edge, and I could tell she was close too. I thrust into her harder, faster, and she cried out, her body convulsing around me as she came. The sensation of her climax pushed me over the edge, and I followed her into bliss, my body shuddering with release.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies tangled together, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I could feel the beat of her heart against my chest, the warmth of her skin against mine, and it was the most perfect feeling in the world.

"I love you, Taylor," I whispered, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too, Travis," she replied, her voice filled with emotion.

We held each other close, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, and I knew that no matter what the future held, this moment was ours forever.