Taylor leaned against the wall, her heart pounding as she watched Travis's eyes lock onto her stomach with an intensity she'd never seen before. His stare was fixed, almost ravenous, his breath coming out in shallow pants.
"Travis," she whispered, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. "What are you looking at?"
His lips curved into a wicked grin as he moved closer, his fingers brushing against the hem of her shirt. "Your navel," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "I've been dreaming about it... that perfect, tiny spot on your stomach, begging to be filled."
Her cheeks flushed at his words. "You... you want my navel?" she asked, her voice trembling with surprise.
He nodded slowly, his fingers sliding under her shirt to lift it up, revealing her belly button. "More than anything," he groaned. "I want to worship it, taste it, make it mine... I want to come in it, on it... until it's dripping with me."
Taylor's breath caught in her throat. "Oh my God... Travis," she whispered, feeling a surge of heat rush through her body. "I didn't know..."
Travis's thumb pressed against her navel, circling the edge teasingly. "You have no idea what this does to me, baby," he rasped. "I think about it all the time... how deep it is, how perfectly it curves. I want to fill it with me, over and over."
She shivered under his touch, feeling his thumb press deeper into her navel, a small gasp escaping her lips. "Show me," she whispered, her voice filled with both curiosity and desire. "Show me how much you want it."
His eyes darkened, filled with lust and obsession. "Oh, I'll show you," he growled. "But first... you're gonna help me."
He guided her hand to his rock-hard length, his cock throbbing against her palm. "Stroke me, baby," he commanded, his gaze never leaving her navel. "Make me so fucking hard that I can't hold back... so I can cover you, fill that pretty little navel of yours with every drop."
Taylor wrapped her fingers around his shaft, feeling it pulse in her grip. "Like this?" she asked, starting with slow, firm strokes.
"Yes... just like that," he groaned, his thumb still teasing her belly button. "But faster, baby... I need you to get me there. I need to feel it."
She tightened her grip, moving faster, her strokes becoming more urgent. "You're obsessed, aren't you?" she teased, her breath hot against his ear. "Obsessed with my navel... you want to come right in it, don't you?"
"Fuck, yes," Travis hissed, his voice thick with arousal. "I want to see my cum filling your navel, dripping out... I want to lick it clean after, taste you and me together."
Her stomach quivered under his touch, his filthy words making her skin tingle. "Then come for me, Travis," she urged. "Come in my navel... make it yours."
Travis's breath hitched, his hips thrusting into her hand with growing intensity. "Keep talking," he growled. "Tell me how much you want it... how you'll let me play with your navel until I've had my fill."
Taylor's strokes grew faster, her thumb rubbing the sensitive head of his cock, spreading his precum along his shaft. "I want it so bad," she moaned. "I want to feel your cum in my navel... filling it, making it overflow."
Travis's breathing grew ragged, his thumb pressing harder against her navel, feeling the soft indentation under his skin. "Fuck, Taylor... I'm so close," he groaned. "I need to come right in that perfect little hole... need to see it filled with me."
"Do it, Travis," she whispered, her hand moving faster, pumping him with fervor. "Fill me up... make me messy."
His body tensed, a guttural moan escaping his lips as he reached his climax. "Taylor... I'm coming," he cried out, his release shooting from him in thick, hot spurts, splashing across her stomach and pooling in her navel, just like he'd dreamed.
Travis's eyes were wild with lust as he watched his cum fill the small hollow of her belly button, spilling over the edges, sliding down her skin. "Fuck... look at that," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You're a filthy little mess... just the way I wanted."
Taylor looked down, mesmerized by the sight of his release glistening in her navel. "It's so full," she whispered, her fingers dipping into the sticky pool. "All for you, Travis..."
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin, licking around her navel, scooping his cum into his mouth. "Mmm... you taste so good like this," he murmured. "I could spend hours right here... playing with you, filling you over and over."
She giggled softly, a teasing smile on her lips. "Then do it," she replied. "Make my navel your playground."
Travis's eyes blazed with lust at her words. "Oh, you have no idea what you've just unleashed, baby," he growled. "Now... lie back and let me show you just how deep my obsession goes."
And with that, he dipped his head down, his tongue diving into her navel, swirling around, licking up every last drop of his cum as he groaned with satisfaction. He wasn't done yet—far from it. He had plans to make that navel his for the rest of the night.
