I walk into my apartment with one thing on my mind, to find the girl and have the girl
I see her sat on my couch, bent over a laptop, her hair is in a bun and she has glasses on as she grips a pencil between her teeth and I have to admit, after all of the supermodels and actresses I have been with in the past not one of them has effected me like she does
"Hey" I speak softly as I cross the floor towards her, aware my current condition may come as a shock but as she raises her head her lips pull into a smile and then her forehead furrows in concern but all I can do is push my hands under her arms and lift her to me
"You're hurt!" She exclaims as she settles on my hips and her small hands begin to examine my face
"Call it a leaving gift" I reply as I claim her lips, pushing my fingertips into her ass and walking us backwards into my bedroom
"What are you talking about?" She pulls her mouth from mine long enough to talk but not long enough to get an answer because I pull her back to me, kissing her hard, licking and sucking her lips as though she's the only thing that can ever heal me
"Sex now, talk later" I say as I peel my band T-shirt from her body finding she went braless today and that sends my libido into overdrive as I drop her gently onto the bed and rip my own t shirt over my head throwing it to the ground before dropping to my knees, hooking my arms behind her knees and dragging her to me an act that makes her giggle loudly as I grab the waistband of her shorts and pull them down over her thighs
"No panties either, naughty girl" as I dip my head and take her in my mouth I hear her reply turn into a deep moan and it's the sound that's been filling my dreams lately stirring something in other places not just my pants.
"Trav..." she moans but I don't reply as I have my mouth filled with my favourite meal... Taylor!
I wrap my arms under her legs as I pull her even closer to me, sucking and licking at her until I hear her breathing deepen and see her hands clutching at the sheets, she's almost there
"Oh my God" she gasps and I release her as I stand up and flip her onto her stomach.
In record time I have my jeans and boxers off, am protected and then I pull her back against me as I enter her roughly and can't help but release a moan of my own as I'm suddenly buried in the tightest, warmest heat
"God I've wanted you all day" I admit as she begins to move back against me and I throw my head back as I grip her hips and watch as her beautiful ass slams against my groin, over and over until that beautiful burn begins to build
**************
"So what's with the face?" I ask Travis as I watch him suck noodles into his mouth and immediately start longing to have some intimate part of me between those beautiful lips
"Anwar hit me"
"Again?! I assume he looks worse than you do then"
"Na, I didn't hit him back" he picks up a prawn cracker and scoops some green peppers with black bean sauce up with it
"What? Why not? Your fights with Anwar are the stuff of legends" he moves the cracker to my mouth and I take his offering, giggling when some of the sauce runs over my lips and he uses his thumb to clean it off
"Because I understood why he did it, he was pissed off because I told him I was leaving the bad" his eyes drop to his fingers and he wipes sticky brown sauce onto the front of his jeans as I gaze at him in complete shock
"You took the solo deal?!"
He nods as though he has the weight of the world on his shoulders "Am I a sell out Tay?"
"For following your dreams?! No, no way"
I can tell by his face he's unconvinced so I put my fork down and crawl over to where he sits just next to me on the floor, just has black glass coffee table between us
"You're worried about your dad?" I snuggle against his chest as his strong arms wrap around me holding me close to him and he lowers his lips to my neck as though he's about to tell me a secret and for a moment it feels as though it's just me and Travis against the world, all our doubters and critics no longer exist, it's just us
"My dad, my band, my friends, my scene"
"You can still do rock as a solo artist, only you will have all the control, over your image, your sound..."
"Success and failure will rest only on my shoulders, I won't have the band to share it with"
"Hey, you're Travis Kelce, you don't fail at anything, you're gonna be a huge success and I'm going to be with you all the way" I lift my head and kiss his lips and then his nose "I'm so proud of you baby"
I wrap my arms around his neck and we just sit there in silence, our food going cold but neither of us caring because in this moment it's as though we are falling even deeper into this thing, and it feels as though we're slowly falling together
"I have news too" I eventually tell him, when I feel it's not going to spoil the moment we just shared "it's not as exciting as yours but Tina and I were looking for places for me to rent, nearby of course, we have some viewings arranged for tomorrow, I'm going to be moving into my own place, isn't that exciting? You can pick me up for dates and stay over!" My heart thumps and my stomach bubbles with excitement at the thought of finally having a place of my own but something moves over Travis' face, he doesn't smile, doesn't congratulate me or ask to see the properties, he just moves me from his knee and picks up his plate, walking silently into the kitchen and I jump animatedly as I hear the plate crash into the sink
