Jordana

Chapter 8

Jordana: The New Normal

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As much as I wanted the new modelling gig, I gave it up because what they were asking for was a lot. With Travis in my life, I want to focus more on my mental health and some of these modelling companies will do nothing but tear it down.

"We should stay in bed." Travis groans as the sun hits him directly in the face. "Fuck your bed is comfy."

I laugh at his words as I snuggle closer to him. 

"I know." I rest my head on his chest as he lays on his back. "We can watch a movie then we'll start the day."

"I haven't slept in till..." Travis checks the time on his phone, "11 in such a long time. I'm usually up around 5 or 6, getting ready to train. This feels nice."

"It better had." I pinch his nipple. "You kept me up all night."

"That wasn't fair." I look at his face. "Why do you get to pinch my nipple?"

I giggle.

"I should be able to pinch yours." His tone comes out lower as he runs his hands up the sides of my body.

I lean up so that my mouth is to his ears, "Then pinch it."

Travis says nothing as he flips us over so that he is on top. He looks me in the eyes as he starts kissing down the valley of my chest, my heart begins to speed up as he pulls down the strap of my nightie/y. 

He does the same to the other strap before pulling my nightie down, all while maintaining eye contact. My breath hitches as I feel the cool air on my bare chest.

I look away as his gaze becomes to intense for me.

"Look at me."

I look down at Travis who itching over to my right breast. My lips part as he opens his mouth and takes my right nipple into his mouth.

"Travis." I moan his name as he starts sucking on my nipple. He starts toying with my other nipple his hand and my eyes practically roll back as I feel something electric run through my entire body.