Tayvis One-Shots

distraction (pt 2) (m)

Taylor's POV

The laughter bubbled out of me as Travis scooped me into his arms, his strength so effortless it was almost infuriating. I wasn't expecting him to react this way after the meeting, but judging by the mischievous glint in his eyes, he had something in mind that would leave me equally breathless, and not just from laughing.

"Travis!" I squealed, trying to wriggle free, though I didn't actually want him to let me go. "Put me down!"

"Not a chance," he said, his voice firm but playful as he carried me upstairs like I weighed nothing.

"I was just keeping you entertained," I teased, leaning back in his arms to grin up at him.

"Oh, you entertained me, alright," he said with a smirk. "Now, it's my turn to keep you occupied."

Before I could fire back a response, he kicked open the bedroom door and set me down on the bed with more care than I expected. My laughter faded as his hands lingered on my hips, his tall frame towering over me as he leaned closer.

"You think you can waltz into a team meeting, make dirty jokes, and walk away without consequences?" he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.

I bit my lip, trying not to let his intensity get to me too much. "I thought I was pretty funny," I said, lifting my chin defiantly.

His eyes narrowed, though the smirk never left his face. "You're trouble, you know that?"

"And you love it," I whispered, my voice softer now, almost daring him.

That was all it took. His lips crashed against mine, and my heart raced as he kissed me like he was claiming me. His hands slid up my sides, rough and warm against my skin, sending waves of heat through me.

I melted into him, my fingers threading through his hair as I tried to match the intensity of his kiss. But then he pulled back just enough to whisper against my lips, "Oh no, princess, you're not getting off easy for this."

The nickname sent a thrill through me, as it always did, but his tone made it clear that I wasn't the one in control right now.

"Is that so?" I asked, raising an eyebrow even as my breathing hitched under his touch.

He smirked, leaning down to kiss along my jawline, his lips grazing the sensitive spot below my ear that made me shiver. "You've been asking for it all day," he murmured.

I wanted to keep teasing him, to make some smart remark, but when his hands slid beneath my sweater, finding bare skin, every witty comeback disappeared.

"Travis..." I whispered, my voice trembling just enough for him to notice.

His lips found mine again, and this time, there was no playfulness, just heat and urgency that made the rest of the world disappear. His touch was deliberate, his kisses leaving me breathless as I gave up trying to stay in control.

"Strip princess." Travis growled, stepping back to let me undress. I nodded, feeling myself grow wet from just two words.

Travis watched me intently as I undressed, his gaze raking over my body with possessive intent. When I was finally standing before him completely naked, a smile grew on his face. 

"Get on your knees princess," he said, his voice commanding. Without hesitation, I knelt down in front of him. I could feel the cool floor against my bare skin, sending shivers down my spine. I looked up at Travis, my eyes wide with anticipation. 

"Time for your punishment princess," he said, his voice low and menacing. "And you're going to enjoy every second of it." 

My heart was pounding as I waited for Travis to reveal what his punishment would be. Travis moved closer to me, unbuckling his pants so his hard cock pressed against my cheek. He ran his hand through my hair, pulling my head back gently.