Chapter 1

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A/N: Against my better judgement I started a new story 😅 this actually started as a one shot but I ended up getting carried away, so I decided to make it a story of it's own.

As far as college goes things for Travis have been pretty simple, He plays football, goes to class, and hangs with friends. Before this year the most complicated thing in his life was his relationship with on again off again girlfriend Kayla. Which honestly even after two years things with her have never been anything serious, which was just fine with him.

It wasn't until about a year ago when his best friend Pat moved in with his girlfriend Brittany and her roommate Taylor that things started to get complicated.

The more time he spent at their place the more he realized that being in the same room with Taylor is fucking impossible. She is smart, funny and sexy as hell. Which seems to leave him in some awkward situations... She's always walking around in her little skirts, all he wants to do is bend her over and fuck her until she can't remember her own name. Everything that woman does is so fucking sexy, like the way she bites her bottom lip when she is thinking and her little pout when she something doesn't go how she planned makes him tempted to just say fuck it all and just go for it.

Over this past year the two have managed to find themself involved in an incredibly frustrating game of cat and mouse. Doing anything to get the other one going, but pulling back right as they are about to cross the line.

He knows it's wrong and he has a girlfriend, but fuck he is down so bad for this girl. He knows that he should just try to ignore these thoughts, but he just can't seem to stay away from her. Plus he always was a sucker for punishment.

Which is probably how he ended up in this situation in the first place, knocking on the door with enough stuff to stay for the weekend. It's Friday evening, Pat and Brit just left to go out of town for the weekend to visit Brit's parents leaving Taylor at home alone. Though they have a fairly nice place it's not the safest neighborhood, and there have been a few break-ins in the area recently. So when Taylor texted him this morning asked if he could stay with her this weekend because she felt uncomfortable being alone he didn't even hesitate to agree.

Of course Kayla had been pissed when he told her that he was going to have to cancel their date this weekend, but there was no way he could leave Taylor all alone and scared.

Travis knocked on the apartment door and Taylor opens it only a few seconds later making it clear she had been waiting anxiously for him to arrive.

As soon as he is inside she throws herself into his arms and says "oh Trav thank you so much for doing this, I've been so freaked out staying here alone lately. Yesterday some creep followed me almost all the way from campus, and I haven't felt safe at all until now." Travis hugs her tighter trying his best to not get caught up in it, but he can't stop himself from burying his nose in her hair and taking in her scent. "It's going to be okay Tay, I'm here and I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I promise." He reassures her in a soothing tone.

"You are actually the best, I don't know what I would do without you." She tells him finally pulls away from the hug. "It's really no big deal, I didn't have any plans this weekend anyway." He lies. She Shoots him a sweet smile that makes heart race. All he can think is 'I'm so fucked, just her smiling at me has me worked up. I have no idea how I'm going to survive a whole weekend.'

Travis throws his stuff in Pat and Brit's room, where he's staying and heads back to the kitchen to see what Taylor is up to. When he walks in he sees her standing on her tip toes trying to reach something on the top shelf. He takes a moment just to take her in and realizes what she's wearing. She is in a thin crop top and a pair of tiny pj shorts barely cover any of her perfectly sculpted ass. Travis swallows hard trying his best to will away the blood that is all rushing south at the sight of her.

Seeing her still struggling he decided he better help her before she climbs on the counter. He walks up behind reaching up to grab the popcorn which was just out of her reach, his body pressing against hers. "Is this what you're trying to grab there little lady?" he jokes, mostly so he can keep his mind off the fact that she feels so good pressed against him.

Taylor laughs turning around in his arms and gives him an adorable little pout "I'm not little, I'm like 5'11... you're just a giant" she says. Travis laughs, she is so damn cute he just wanted to kiss that pout off her face, but instead he just gives her a little bop on the nose and says "nope you are definitely tiny, just an itty bitty little princess." Taylor bites her lip to stop herself from giggling. "I am not" she tells him pouting again and stomping her foot dramatically playing along pretending to throw a little tantrum.

Travis laughs at her fake brattiness, then picks her up over his shoulder causing Taylor to burst into a fit of giggles as he carries her off to the living room gently tossing her on the couch. "See, if you weren't itty bitty then how could I do that huh?" Travis asks playfully. "Because your huge duh" she tells him rolling eyes.

There are so many inappropriate things he wants to say right now about that statement, but he bites his tongue instead jumping on to the couch and tickles her side. Taylor bursts into another fit of giggles trying to squirm away. after a few minutes Taylor somehow managed to flip them, Travis was now on his back with Taylor hovering above him. Then she shifts herself down until she is straddling his waist.

Travis can feel the panic rise as he realizes what is happening. He has no idea what to do, because his dream girl is on top of him with her legs wrapped around his waist looking like a fucking goddess. Her hair had fallen out of the messy bun it was in curls framing her face like a halo, she's only wearing those tiny little shorts and her top has ridden up so far during their little play fight that he can see the bottom of her breasts.

All of the blood had rushed south very quickly and suddenly he was completely hard against her ass. he can't even manage to stop the groan from leaving his lips as she shifts forward a little in surprise accidentally rocking against his erection. He can feel his face go hot and red in embarrassment, fighting as hard as he can to keep his hips still and not thrust against her. He feels like such an idiot and kind of like a 16 year old boy unable to stop himself from getting hard every time she touched him.

He knows he should move and apologize, but he can't bring himself to do it. Taylor shifts her weight again causing his hips to buck up involuntarily, making her gasp at the sensation. He wants her so bad, everything about her turns him on. Their eyes meet, the tension in the room is palpable. His resolve is crumbling quickly, he grabs her hips and flips them over. Taylor now on her back with him hovering above her, their lips are just inches away from each and her big blue eyes blinking up innocently at him. Just when it was all too much for Travis to take and he was finally letting go of his last bit of self-control, his phone rings causing them to pull away quickly. He can't help but mentally sigh as he grabs his phone...so the game continues, it was always just so close...

A/N: well let me know if you guys are interested in this! I have at least one more chapter pretty much pre-written it just needs to be edited a bit from the oneshot form it's currently in...oh and i do intend on finishing Guilty as Sin I promise!

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