The Story So Far

I nuzzled in closer to him, and his grip on me tightened, "Trav?"
"Hmm?" he whispered.
"Nothing," I whispered back. I plopped down on the bed, my stomach on the bed. Travis mimicked what I did. I was no longer interested in the movie so I just watched Travis watch it.
He glanced down at me staring at him, "Come here," he flipped over, then placed me on top of him. I immediately tangled my fingers through his hair and kissed his nose.
Travis held my face in both his hands, his thumb pushing strands of hair away from my face, "You're so beautiful."
I felt my cheeks flush just as he crashed his lips to mine. I was taken aback by the abruptness but welcomed the taste of his lips once more. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands traveled down to my waist, pressing me closer to him--if that was even possible.
I felt his tongue lick my lower lip, requesting for entry, I opened my mouth for his anticipating tongue, tasting his Travis-ness. Our tongues danced with each other and I pressed my body closer to his, burying myself in his warmth. He pulled away, gasping for breath, a whimper escaping my lips with the sudden detachment.
Our gazes locked for a moment then he pecked my lips, "Let's go to sleep."