i'm not a stranger, no i am yours

i'm not a stranger, no i am yours by ssaarah




"SEPTEMBER 28TH Word got out that a finance intern is hosting a wild house party in their Russian Hill, San Franciscan home tonight. Head on out to the city if you dare to see if the party is earning up to its reputation. Try not to get /too/ wild..."

I made my way through the party, my drink held close to my body, trying to find anyone I actually knew when someone pushed past me and I fell into something hard.



"You again?" I turned to see Travis raising his eyebrow at me, seeming annoyed even if I was thrilled. I mean not thrilled but….oh shut up so I liked him.



"Sorry, someone pushed me and I just lost my balance." I explained quietly, then glanced at my now covered in booze top, "Great."



"It still looks great on you." He replied and I watched his gaze sliding over my body. Must be nice to be so tall, getting to see down all the girls tops. Not that I minded.



"At least I found you." I replied, smiling at him genuinely.



"Where you looking for me?" he asked in an emotionless tone while I bit down on my lip, shaking my head.



"No, I was just saying you know..." I trailed off and shrugged. "To ease the mood." God apparently one glass of mystery punch turned me into a babbling idiot.



"The mood?" he repeated. Damn the man had the ability to both turn me into a horny teenager and make me feel like a loser.



"I better go to the bathroom and fix this mess." I replied, looking at the stained cashmere. Awesome.



"Is that an invitation?" his smooth voice slid through me and I felt more relaxed at the come on. Why? Who know.



"I doubt you could be of any help." I replied, imagining him ruining more of my clothes instead of fixing my top…..ugh.



"Come outside, it's too crowded here." he said out of nowhere and reached out for my hand…making me wonder if this was some kind of trick to embarrass me like with the helmet.



“My shirt-“ I started but still took his hand, following him outside where there weren’t 8 million people. I kind of felt bad for whoever’s house this was. I wanted to say an intern? “Are you hiding a tide to go pen out here or something?” I asked grinning up at Travis.



“A what?” he snapped, his brow furrowing as I shook my head.



“Never mind.” I rolled my eyes and just peeled off my top, glad I wore the tank underneath even if it was skimpy and kind of see through. I walked to the pool and dipped some water on my stained shirt, enough to at least make sure it would last until I could get it in a washing machine. “That should do for now.” he just nodded, like he had no idea why I was talking about my shirt to him. He was the one who brought me out here!

“Right.” I stood back up, setting my shirt on a folding chair and setting my hands on my hips.



“Why is it that you’re the one in the bad mood even though I'm the one with the spoiled top?” I watched him eyeing me, his gaze trailing over my body so much I felt my nipples straining against the flimsy top.



“Maybe I was in a bad mood before.” He pointed out, still in the gruff, semi annoyed voice he’d been using all night.



“Do parties piss you off?” I asked, surprised. “I’d think you’d be in your element, all those pretty girls letting down their inhibitions.”



“You don’t think very highly of me do you?” he asked, stepping close enough to me that I could smell him again, a scent that had been haunting my dreams since the night I met him.



“You don’t want to know what I think Travis.” I said softly. He took a few seconds to process my words before nodding.

"You're right, I don't want to know." He was so weird.



"Then why did you take me here?" I asked quietly. Travis took a step closer to me, sipping the rest of his drink before reaching for mine.



"You done?"



"No." I replied downing the sip that was left before handing it to him. "Yes."



"Good." He set the glasses on the table before pulling back, leaving me feeling…restless and hot.



"Why did you take me here?" I repeated the question, only this time sounding desperate. I felt his eyes move down my body and it was almost as if he was touching me. Shit I had it bad.



"You look irresistible tonight." he commented quietly, his hand moving to my hip to pull me closer to him.



"I thought you said you weren't interested anymore." I said back as I swallowed, my back arching slightly as his hand moved from my hip to splay against my back. He looked into my eyes and just shrugged as if that was enough explanation.



"Doesn't matter what I said." He replied, his free hand tilting my head upwards.



"You're confusing me." I admitted softly as I ran my hands up his hard chest, setting then against him before looking into his eyes, silently begging him to touch me more.



“Let me get it straight." he said seriously before closing the little distance between us and pressing his lips against mine….oh god. I was momentarily shocked, for all his gruff speaking and intimidating stature he kissed like….like he was making love to my mouth. His tongue slid across my lips, he sucked gently on my bottom before taking my mouth again, his hand tangling further in my hair as his other pulled us flush together. It took me a few seconds but then I was kissing him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and crushing my breasts against his chest.



“Mmmm…” I moaned against his mouth and he held tighter to me.



“Lila….” He growled against my lips before dragging them back to his for more of his breathtaking kisses. I felt like I was on fire, like I could pass out from how overwhelming his lips felt on mine. Oh god I wanted them everywhere…..all over me. He seemed to read my thoughts because just as I thought it his lips moved from my mouth to trail down my jaw. My back arched as his lips hit my throat my breath catching and feeling glad he was holding me up because I sure as hell wasn’t.



“Oh my god….” I felt my back hit the wall of the house as he pressed into me and I gasped as I felt the power of his arousal against my stomach. It was completely different from anything I’d thought about him, I’d pictured fast, rough, that he’d take me so hard I’d have bruises the next day but this….this was sweet torture that was almost too much too take. I pulled back, the emotion in the kisses overpowering me.



“You’re not going to say no now.” he growled and I swallowed as I took a moment to catch my breath.



“How can you kiss me like that and act like all you want is my body?” I asked seriously, grabbing his tee shirt and pulling him back into me roughly. “Kiss me like this instead.” I whispered, crashing my lips against his, forcing him to be rougher with me so I wouldn’t feel like I was falling for him already. He smiled against my mouth before pushing his tongue against mine, nipping and sucking, pushing me rough against the wall behind me and kissing me literally senseless.



"Better?" he asked with a cocky grin on that damn face as we broke the kiss.



"Maybe." I answered with a look that matched his before I tangled my fingers in his hair to pull him back to me. His lips moved across my jaw, then to my neck, biting and then sucking while his hands moved up my sides.



"God Lila..." his words made me even hotter, as did his next move as he cupped my breasts in his hands, pushing them together before I felt his teeth sink into my skin. Fuck…. Every touch left me aching, left me almost begging him for more.



"Travis." I moaned again, a little concerned that I was ready to beg him for anything and he’d barely touched me. He swallowed, standing straight up, his eyes glued on mine with that same look of heat and frustration.



"Don't tell me you're stopping me...we barely started."he said in a low convincing tone as one of his hands moved back to my hip while the other tangled in my hair to give him access to my willing mouth again. I kissed him feverishly, biting and sucking and giving just as much as he was giving me.



“Why do you keep thinking I'm going to stop you?” I whispered against his lips, moving mine across his jaw before tugging on his earlobe with my teeth gently.



“You’ve said no before….” I shook my head.



“Don’t make me get into this again when our mouths could be doing such better things….” I whispered, my hands slipping up his shirt to press against skin of hard muscle, his body already killing me.



“How much have you had to drink?” he asked, looking down on me but not pulling his hands away thank god…..they felt so good I just wished he’d move them to my breasts again, or even better, between my legs where I’d been aching for him.



“A beer?” I replied slowly before grinning. “Are you worried you’re taking advantage or that I’ll pass out right in the middle of the fun part?” he shook his head and pressed my body up against the wall, all of him hitting all of me and making me mindlessly grind my hip against his thigh where our bodies met.



“Why are you always trying to guess my thoughts?” I grinned up at him, and licked my lips slowly, watching his eyes dilate further with lust. His eyes were intense always, but looking at me like that? No woman could resist it….it would be impossible. I groaned and arched my hips against him harder.



“I'm not drunk Travis just fuck me!” I ordered….at least I was hoping it came out as an order and not begging which was what I felt like doing. He rose a brow at me.



“Right here?” a little half grin appeared on his sexy face and I ran my hand down his torso to slide against the spot where his jeans were straining against his erection.



“Where ever you want.” I said seriously, mindless with lust for him, not caring about anything but feeling him inside of me any way I could get. He groaned and then he was on me, his hands reaching for my breasts again, but this time sliding under my top, tugging at the stiff peaks as I threw my head back, losing myself in the pleasure before-



“LILA?!” I blinked my eyes open to look at Travis.



“What’s wrong?” he pulled back and blinked at me.



“I didn’t say anything….” He trailed off.



“What the fu.ck!?” I looked up past the lust induced fog and noticed someone standing outside with us….it looked kind of like…



“Riley?!” I blinked as Travis pulled back from me, his hands sliding out from under my shirt. Oh my god. This was so awkward. Travis almost growled as he turned, making me hot all over despite the situation but when I blinked back at Riley he looked…..he looked betrayed.



"Who is this?" He asked, shoving his head towards Travis as I tried to speak but I was shocked and still wishing we were alone….



"We work together." I said eventually, god he must think I was awful, this was so unlike me….but with Travis? I didn’t even know myself barely. Oh my god Travis probably thought I was awful too.



"I'll see you at work Lil." Travis replied dully, walking away regretfully, leaving me questioning both the nick name and why my body instantly missed his head.



“Someone you work with?” Riley asked, looking indignant and honestly pissed off.



“You have awful timing Ri.” I sighed, forcing a smile as if it was no big deal.



“Do all of your co-workers try to get into your pants Lila?” I swallowed.



“No.” I shook my head, feeling ….god I felt guilty. Riley tilted my chin up and shook his head.



“I knew.”



“You knew?” he shrugged.



“I knew you met someone. I could tell…..you could have told me.” I shook my head and ran my hands through my hair.



“I didn’t know what to say….and honestly I was hoping it was a silly crush.” He looked off to where Travis had left.



“I don’t like him.” I laughed and wrapped my arm around my best friend.





“Of course you don’t.” I sighed. “Come on lets go get more drinks so I can forget about the last hour.”