Earlier That Week:
Messages between Taylor and Travis
Trav :
Can't stop thinking about all the things I'm gonna do to you when we finally meet...
Rolyat :
Oh yeah? Like what?
Trav:
Let's just say your legs won't stop shaking for days.
Rolyat :
Bold words, big guy. I hope you're ready to back them up.
Trav:
Sweetheart, I'm ready to make you forget every other man you've ever known.
Rolyat:
*I dare you to try.*
A week later ,
Taylor entered the locker room, her heart racing in her chest. She spotted Travis standing there, still glistening with sweat from the game, his eyes locking onto hers with a mischievous glint.
"You came," he said, stepping closer, his voice dripping with the same playful tone he used in their texts.
"You've been begging me to," she shot back, a teasing smile on her lips.
He chuckled, his eyes darkening. "And I'm about to give you exactly what you've been asking for, Taylor."
He moved quickly, closing the distance between them and pulling her into a fierce kiss. His hands slid down to her waist, lifting her effortlessly against the lockers. Her breath hitched, and she clung to him, feeling the heat radiating from his body.
"All those promises..." she murmured against his lips, "think you can actually deliver?"
Travis's mouth curled into a grin. "Oh, baby, you have no idea. By the time I'm done with you, you'll forget any other man ever existed."
He kissed her harder, teeth grazing her bottom lip before sucking it gently, making her gasp. His hands roamed up her sides, deftly tugging her shirt over her head. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," he murmured as his fingers unclasped her bra and tossed it aside.
Her fingers traced down his abs, and she could feel him shudder slightly under her touch. "Big words, Travis," she teased. "You're going to have to work hard to make that happen."
He let out a low growl, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. "I'll have you begging for more, Taylor. No one else will ever make you feel the way I do. You'll crave it, only me inside you."
Taylor shivered, feeling a rush of heat between her thighs. She bit her lip. "Prove it, then."
Travis's smirk deepened, and without warning, he spun her around, pressing her back against the cold metal locker. He pushed her jeans down in one swift motion, fingers tracing the line of her panties. "So wet already," he whispered in her ear. "You've been waiting for this, haven't you? Just thinking about me touching you like this..."
She whimpered softly, arching into his touch. "Yes... I've been thinking about it all week."
He laughed darkly, his fingers slipping inside her panties, teasing her folds. "Good. Because I've been imagining how tight and hot you'd feel around me... and now I get to feel every inch of you."
She gasped as his fingers pressed inside her, curling just right. "Travis..."
"That's it, say my name, Taylor," he murmured against her neck, nipping at her skin. "No one else will ever touch you like this. No one else will hear those sweet little moans you make when I'm deep inside you."
Her breath came out in quick pants, and she gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. "You're so full of yourself."
He chuckled, sliding his fingers out of her and lifting her up effortlessly. "I have every reason to be, babe."
He thrust into her without warning, filling her completely. They both groaned at the sensation, and he began to move, his pace slow at first, dragging every moment out.
"You feel that?" he whispered against her ear. "How I stretch you perfectly? No one else can do that to you... no one else can make you feel this full."
She could only whimper in response, feeling him go deeper with every thrust. He watched her, eyes dark with desire, his voice a low growl. "You'll never want anyone else. You'll come back to me every time, begging for it."
His words sent a shock of heat through her, and she clenched around him, feeling herself getting closer. "Say it, Taylor," he demanded. "Tell me you'll never find this with anyone else."
She gasped, "I won't... I won't..."
His grin widened, and he picked up the pace, driving into her harder, faster. "Good girl," he praised, his voice rough. "That's right. Only me. No one else will make you come this hard."
Her body tensed, and she shattered around him, her cries echoing in the empty locker room. He followed moments later, groaning deeply as he found his release, holding her tight against him.
They stayed like that for a few moments, catching their breath, their bodies still pressed together. Finally, Travis leaned back, a satisfied grin on his lips. "Told you I'd live up to the hype."
Taylor laughed softly, still breathless. "You certainly did... but maybe we need another round just to be sure."
Travis's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm just getting started."
