Sweet lemon (P.2)

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Taylors POV

The next day I walk back into the studio. When I opended the door the place was empty. Well empty except for Travis, who looked up at me and instantly smiled.

"You came back." He says, stopping his motion of cleaning down the counters.

"Well I have to finish my vase, don't I?" I walk over to a desk and put my bag down.

"I also think I might need some help, do you mind pausing your cleaning for me?" I say confidently.

He nods his head and drops the rag and walks over to me, taking the smock out of my hand and helping me put it on, also putting butterflies in my stomach.

I know I shouldn't be doing this but I was like I'm 99% sure that Joe is seeing someone else, which I mean doesn't make it okay for me to be talking to Travis like this but he gave me attention, the attention I've been begging Joe to give me for months now.

We get settled into a comfortable position, this time a little less instructor-student type of vibe. Because I'm sitting on his lap.

His legs are slightly spread and I'm sat down on one of his thighs. His hands are cupping mine, slowly and sensually feeling the clay around, playing with it till it's where he wants it.

God, if he's this good making vases and mugs with his hands I wonder how good he is at making a girl cum.

I blink away those crazy thoughts. I mean, I don't even know this man. All I know about him is his name and workplace. I need to chill. It must just be cause I'm probably ovulating.

I notice his head turn to look at me. It takes everything in my body to not look back at him. I just let him watch me for a few moments before he turns back to watch our hands.

"Let me take you out on a date." He cracks the silence with a whip of words.

"I— I have a boyfriend Travis." I stutter, raising my eyebrows but still not looking at him.

"And if your boyfriend was treating you right then I don't think you would have came back today sweet girl." He says crossing his arms, I look over at him and take notice to the knowingly look he's shooting my way.

"And ur sat on my lap." He leans forward to whisper in my ear, making my skin crawl with excitement.

"Maybe you'll have to convince me then." I say with a smirk, giving into his game.

"Oh yeah? And how can I do that." He says turning the power switch off on the turn table, and nudging me off his lap to go wipe his hands off. He then walks over to me when I don't respond, standing just inches away from me. So close I can feel his breath on my skin.

I shrug my shoulders and glance down at his lips for just a second, hoping he'll maybe get the hint that I want him to kiss me.

"Maybe like this?" He says bringing a hand up, tucking his fingers under my chin, tilting my head up towards him more. I brace my hands on his hips, for stability because I know when he kisses me I'm gonna feel like I'm spinning.

I part my lips slightly to breathe in the sight before me and just then is when he takes the jump to kiss me. He softly bumps his lips up against mine, lingering there for a few seconds before sliding his hand back to my hair as he deepens the kiss.

I slide my hand up and around his neck, trying to savor our first kiss of what I hope to be many.

Eventually he pulls back, pulling me closer by my waist as our foreheads lean on each others.

"Did that convince you?" He whispers as I nod my head.

"I might need one more though." He giggles along with me as he leans back in, capturing my lips on his.

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I didn't know what to do for the part two but this one needed a part two so..

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