do what you want to my body by ssaarah
“Lila, this….this is some of your best work.” Colbie grinned at me, looking over my gallery with a smile I hadn’t seen on her face in a long time.
“Thanks Colbs.” I nodded. “It is good isn’t it?”
“I’ll never understand why you won’t make your art full time.” She shook her head and I laughed.
“Because then I’d be doing it all for the money. Makes it less important.” Colbie rolled her eyes.
“Most people do things all for the money, you are an enigma.” She stopped in front of a self-portrait and bit her lip. “You better home the rest of the family doesn’t see this.” She winced. “Even if it is fantastic.”
“Don’t worry I didn’t tell them.” I chuckled. “Besides you can’t see anything good….much.” the picture had my good parts half hidden in shadows, I loved playing with the light, it was so interesting, so unique.
“All of your parts are good parts baby sis.” Colbie kissed me on the cheek. “Now I have spent way too much time here eating canapes and drinking champagne.”
“I thought that was why you came with me.” I teased and she smirked a little.
“And I thought you didn’t know. You coming to dinner on Saturday?” I nodded as I looked around the room, already half of my paintings were sold….I was going to have to go on a shopping spree. Or maybe a vacation.
“I’ll be there.” I hugged my sister goodbye and when I pulled back and walked back around the gallery I felt….something. More like someone. It was completely ridiculous and impossible but I knew he was here. I turned to my left and caught his blonde hair curling against his collar. “Travis?” he turned around and I watched as his eyes slowly took me in inch by inch. It wasn’t fair. Every time he looked at me it felt like he was touching me, leaving me hot and aching.
“Lila.” He smiled and the ache grew bigger. I hated that. It was one thing to be attracted to him, he was a sex god, but to melt at a smile? I was pathetic.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned, no one else was showing here today and last time I checked he didn’t do finance for anyone but Apple, so that left….me.
"What do you think?" he retorted, as if it was totally normal to show up to the art show of a girl you slept with once…..okay more than once but still I was basically just an extended one night stand.
"I don't know, that's why I asked you." I replied seriously.
"I came to see your work." He said it fast, avoiding my eyes and almost as if he really wanted to get this part over with even though I couldn’t help but start smiling slightly.
"How did you know?" I watched as his lips pursed and he swallowed thickly before speaking.
"I did my homework." Then his weird mood was replaced when he actually winked at me.
"That doesn't really tell me anything." I said in a chuckle, "How?! I'm curious..."
"I can't give all my secrets away." he grinned, probably knowing that his smile had an effect on women that made then forget what they were thinking. Too bad that smile was all charm and farce. I preferred his real one.
"You give nothing away Trav." I sighed but didn't push it further, letting my eyes wander around before landing back on him. Oh even if he was grumpy and annoying and too mysterious he was so damn good to look at….and so much better to touch. "What do you think?"
"So far, so good." he said just as seriously, using words most people would describe their careers with and not art. "Mostly the hands." He added as an afterthought and I let my eyes drift to the painting on the left that mirrored the sketch he’d seen.
“Thank you. Too bad it looks like someone already bought it.” I teased, knowing of course he’d have no desire to actually buy one of my paintings, even if for some reason he was here.
“Too bad.” He agreed, keeping his eyes on me. “You look gorgeous tonight.” He added as if the thought had fallen from his lips. He reached out and slid a finger through one of the curls that had come undone from my updo and licked his lips. “You’re right, I do like red too.” A jolt of arousal shot through my body as his rough voice complimented me softly.
“I'm sure it’ll be blonde again in a month.” I smirked, shrugging my shoulders as his eyes lifted to the painting behind me.
“Lila….” His voice was even more rough as I turned so I was in front of him, staring at the semi-explicit self portrait. “Tell me you’re not selling this one.” I turned my head.
“Why not?”
“Because some perv with a bank account shouldn’t be able to look at you like that whenever the fuck he wants to.” He growled and then looked annoyed, angry even. I blinked back at him, laughing lightly.
“It’s art Trav, not porn.” I shook my head, not letting him know that I really had no intention of selling that painting at all. It was mine. Something to remind myself that I was beautiful no matter what anyone else thought. Maybe that was a little vain, but oh well. A little growl left his lips and he shook his head, though his eyes didn’t leave the painting.
“Still.” Was the only word I understood. I turned to face him, our bodies too close so I backed up a few steps.
“Are you hungry?” his eyes shot back to me and I could tell the answer already, his eyes were almost black with desire, and it was so tempting…so damn tempting. “Do you want to get some dinner I mean?”
“No.” he said it so fast my stomach hurt with the jolt of disappointment. I shrugged.
“Okay. See you later then.” I turned to walk away, knowing I would get another offer from the gallery owner who had a bit of a crush on me. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone you like art.” I teased. “Or me.” I laughed at my own joke and before I knew it he was back beside me.
“Dinner then.” He said as if it had been his idea all along.
“What you think you can turn me down and then just take it back a second later?” I asked, getting annoyed at his mood changes that were worse than mine.
“Yes.”
“There’s that tiny vocabulary again.” I shook my head. “Thank god you’re good looking.”
"I don't want to ruin your mood on your night." he said simply as I ignored the compliment…and the insult. I stared at him, wondering what he meant by that because with Travis I never really knew.
"Are you changing your mind again?" He shook his head and smiled, a soft sweet smile that didn’t match him at all but looked good on him nonetheless.
"No." he paused, "Are you sure you can leave?" I looked around the room that was still pretty full considering but the artist didn’t need to be at the entire show and I was going to pass out if I didn’t eat something soon.
"I've been here for hours now." I explained before setting my hand on my stomach. "And I'm hungry."
"Good." He smirked at me and I tried to ignore the effect that smile had on my girl parts. I failed.
"I'm going to grab my things, I'll be right back." I replied, half of me thinking he probably wouldn’t even be there when I got back.
"I'll wait outside." He nodded, walking past me but brushing his hand against my lower back in the process and sending a flood of heat through my body that was far too strong to ignore. I grabbed my shawl and my clutch and said goodbye to the gallery owner and a few other people before walking out to find Travis smoking on the curb.
"I don't like this." I said softly as I stopped in front of him, reaching up for the cigarette and tossing it on the ground, nailing it with the heel of my shoe as I glared at him. He turned back to me and blew the smoke from his mouth slowly, his hand reaching out and tangling in my hair to pull me into his hard body. There wasn’t another word spoken as his mouth lowered to press against mine, the sounds of the city falling away as he kissed me. I moved my hands up his chest, the kiss fueling my desire for him into something almost incontrollable when he pulled away.
"Let's go." I followed him on slightly shaky legs as we made our way to a car and I blinked in confusion….and amusement at the fancy European car.
"Where's your bike?" I asked.
"Sleeping at home." He smirked back at me as he opened the door for me.
"Nice car." I said seriously as I slid into the leather seats and he grinned down at me.
"Nice ass" he replied with his grin still in place before walking to the driving side.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked smiling sweetly and then catching my breath as his fingers reached out and tilted my head up, his thumb brushing against my cheek softly.
"Where do you want me to take you?" he asked back, and god I was so tempted to tell him to take me to heaven and back with more of those kisses…except everywhere.
“A restaurant.” I teased back, biting my lips as I read what all the heat in his eyes meant.
“Such a smartass.” he shook his head and pulled away from the curb driving his car just like he rode his bike, with absolutely no regard to basic traffic laws.
“I swear to god Travis if you don’t slow down-“ Travis turned to me with a look of pure amusement in his too handsome face.
“You’ll what?” he countered, knowing there was probably nothing I could do. “You know most girls find a little danger sexy.” He pointed out and I rolled my eyes so far they might have stuck there if that was even possible.
“First of all? The girls don’t think the danger is sexy Travis. It’s just you.” I said the compliment even though the tone of voice sounded more like I was insulting him and he smirked.
“Secondly?” he asked, egging me on, almost as if he thought my annoyance was cute.
“Secondly, most girls don’t have brothers who are cops and tell them about all the car accidents they see every day.” I pinned him with a look and he sighed.
“And you said I was the buzz kill.” He replied dramatically even though I could tell that he was still supremely amused, though by what I had no idea. I muttered something about how he was a buzzkill under my breath as he pulled up to one of the top restaurants in the city. I blinked back at him.
“What are you trying to impress me or something?” I questioned. I wasn’t exactly a high maintenance girl, there was nothing wrong with a good burger joint in my opinion.
“It would be a shame to waste that dress and those heels anywhere else.” He said simply, getting out of the car without another word as I got out and followed him as he handed his keys to the valet.
“You confuse the hell out of me.” I shook my head and followed him as we got seated in a more private booth in the back.
“Why do I confuse you?” he asked, raising a brow as I placed myself as far away from him as I could in the half moon shaped booth.
“Because you say you don’t want anything more to do with me and now you’re taking me to a dinner that would have most women putting out in the car on the way home.” I shook my head.
“But you’re not most women?” he asked, trying to read my thoughts as he looked at me, then looking annoyed again. So confusing.
“I would have put out in the car without a meal.” I shrugged, admitting the truth even if it made me sound easy. But it wasn’t like I hadn’t already given myself to him over and over. “But don’t confuse that with me wanting to actually date you.” I corrected, feeling actually a little uncomfortable in the fancy place with him at my side, like a real date.
“Then why did you ask me to dinner?” he questioned.
“Because we’re friends, and I'm hungry.” I said as if that was obvious, and I thought that it was. “And when a friend does something nice, like support your gallery opening, you tend to want to be nice back to them.”
"We're not friends." He said simply, looking at me stoically and probably waiting for me to react like a sad puppy. Instead I just rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Why do you always have this annoying way to pinpoint and explain everything?" I scoffed.
"I'm a man." He answered as if that explained everything. “And you asked why I took you here first." He added with a smirk that he had to know killed me.
"Yeah and you told me because of my dress." I waved my hand in the air as if that was ridiculous, though honestly I did rock this dress. Travis leaned back, setting his arms on the edge of the table as he looked back at me.
"That's not the only reason." He replied, looking like he was deciding whether to come closer to me or to keep the distance I’d given us.
"Why?" oh for fucks sake Lila, why do you let him get to you like that?! I shook my head and glared at him. "I warn you, I'm not in the mood for cryptic Travis." I said as I crossed and then recrossed my legs to keep from scooting towards him. He just gave me an amused smile. Ugh. “What?" I sighed once again and pushed my bangs off my eyes but they just fell back. That was when his hand reached out and tucked it behind my ear, the brush of his fingers on my face making me suddenly one hundred percent aware of my body….and his.
"You're adorable. And if I had taken you to any other restaurant I would've ended up dragging you in the bathroom." he paused to glance around at the people dressing in fancy clothes before looking back at me, his hand moving back to his own body in the process, "Here I have to behave."
"I'm not sure if I'm happy to be here anymore." I said in a whisper, knowing I was talking before thinking again but oh god the visual of that was so potent….I could almost feel his hands and lips on me.
"Yes you are." he flashed me a mega watt smile that would have any woman swooning as he reached for the menu. I followed suit, not really reading it but instead just trying to wrap my head around what was happening. I felt Travis’ gaze on me and my heart beat a little faster.
"Can you stop?" I asked as I gave him an annoyed glance.
"I'm doing nothing." He lied.
"You keep staring." I replied, feeling myself grin at his intense gaze. "I can't pick my food if you keep that going." Travis shook his head and grinned before moving his eyes away from me.
"You don't have much time."
“Lila?” I peeked over my menu and broke into a grin as I recognized the server.
“Dylan! How are you?” he nodded.
“Really well. Wow, you look incredible.” I felt myself blush at the blunt compliment but before I could respond I realized that Travis had closed the distance I’d put between us, his side fit perfectly against mine as I glanced back at him.
“This is Travis, we….we work together.” I stumbled through the words since really what could I say? We were definitely not dating, and he’d just told me we weren’t friends although I disagreed. “Travis this is Dylan, we used to date.” He gave the man a once over before shooting him a tight grin.
“I’d love to catch up with you some time.” He smiled. “But I’ve got like 15 tables of stuffy housewives and their bored CEO husbands to feed. I’ll have some champagne sent over on the house.” He winked and I thanked him before turning back to Travis, though now that he was so close when I turned my head it would have only taken a slight nudge to press my lips against his.
“You dated a waiter?” he asked, his brow raised. I widened my eyes at the distaste in his voice and folded my arms over his chest.
“He’s a part time waiter. He’s also a musician.” I explained and watched as the sides of Travis’ mouth twitched up.
“Oh you’re right that’s way better.” He shook his head and I narrowed my eyes on him.
“What does it matter to you who I’ve dated?” he blinked back at me.
“Good point.” He replied, but he’d just opened a window for me and I wasn’t going to resist taking it.
“I assume you don’t have any ex-girlfriends I can pick apart because you’re too busy for relationships right?” I admit I was fishing, even with all his ego and his words about girlfriends I didn’t actually believe he could have made it 30 years without ever having one. That would be crazy.
“I’ve dated women before Lila.” He replied simply, his eyes going back to the menu.
“Dated them like this is a “date”?” I questioned. “Or has Travis Cole actually fallen in love before?”
"As crazy as it might sound yes, Travis Cole actually fell in love before." He said in a bitter tone, surprising me by actually answering honestly, but still managing to tone his words to tell me he wasn’t interested in talking about it anymore. Too bad I was curious.
"How was she?" I asked after a moment of silence, not able to help myself.
"It doesn't matter." He cut me off, and I felt his wall go back up as I slid away. As much as my body ached for him? There was another part that ached to heal him, and that was what scared me more than any sexual attraction ever could. Dylan came back with a bottle of champagne, smiling as he explained it to us.
"Thanks Dylan." I replied as he filled our glasses, winking at me before he left. I turned towards Travis as soon as he’d walked away.
"What are we celebrating again? Oh right, you being grumpy and not being able to answer a simple question."
"I thought we were celebrating you not being able to stay close to me." He retorted, keeping a straight face even though I knew he was just playing with me, too bad all it told me was how much he noticed our distance. "Scared of what you could be able to do?" I humored him, narrowing my eyes and shrugging.
"I need my space." I watched as he laughed, knowing he’d thought he’d won this one before bringing his glass to his lips.
"Oh yeah, you're all about space darling." he smirked before taking a sip of champagne. Darling? Who was he?!
"Why can't we have a normal conversation? Why do you always have to annoy me?" I asked, more to myself than to him honestly.
"I must be talented." He grinned. “And we can, only not about my ex-girlfriend." I bit down on my lip, my curiosity literally eating me alive. I wanted to know how he met her, what she looked like, what she did, what had happened. I wanted to know literally everything but it was none of my business. So instead I just nodded.
"Okay." I said eventually, agreeing that making him relive the past would probably just make him more grumpy. He took a deep breath at my response and before I knew it his hand was on my thigh, squeezing it, reawakening my entire body with a simple touch. Always. God I wanted him to move his hand further, I wanted to kiss those lips and taste him again…I wanted-
"Are you ready to order?" I scooted closer and leaned in, the temptation getting the better of me as I pressed my lips against his softly once, twice, and a third time.
“I can’t just order you?” I whispered against his lips and he grinned.
“Careful.”
“I thought you had to behave here.” He growled and then his hand was on my lower back, pulling me towards him possessively.
“We don’t have to stay here.” He replied.
“I thought you wanted to talk.” He pulled back just a little and looked down at me.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I'm going to ask you about your ex again but only one question.” He narrowed his eyes but didn’t move away.
“No.”
“Was it worth it?” I pressed, ignoring his denial completely. He blinked.
“Was what worth it?” he asked, looking surprised at my question.
“I’ve never been in love.” I said simply, shrugging my shoulders. “Makes me wonder if it’s really all it’s cracked up to be.”
“….you’ve never been in love?” he asked. I shook my head licked my lips slowly.
“I don’t think so.” I replied seriously. It had been close, with Riley. I did love him. But it wasn’t romantic love as much as I wished it could be. That would be easy wouldn’t it. And my life was never easy.
“That surprises me.” He turned back when Dylan approached us, looking between us slowly as if trying to decide what we were. Him and me both. We ordered our food before I turned back to Travis.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
"What was it again?" he asked, just to annoy me probably but him being silly didn’t annoy me at all so the joke was on him. I just waited patiently, licking my lips and blinking back at him.
"You know what it was Travis..." I trailed off in a whisper.
"I'm getting distracted." he said casually as I felt his grip on me get tighter and I tried not to grin.
"Is it my fault?" I asked in a voice I hoped was sexy as I leaned into him.
"Yes." he groaned then pulled away from me again. I grinned at his reaction, proud to have at least a little of the effect on him that he had on me.
"Ops." I chucked to myself biting my lip as I watched Travis run a hand through his hair.
"It's a loaded question Lila." he said more seriously, his voice strained, his tone almost…bitter.
"It seems pretty simple to me. Yes or no."
"I think it is." he nodded eventually. "It was worth it. But the consequences..." he trailed off and I could see he was mulling his past relationship over in his eyes. "It's never simple. But you're too young to get it." he added in a teasing tone, always easier for him to tease or get upset than be real.
“It’s good to know.” I smiled sweetly and he rose a brow. “That it’s worth it I mean. Consequences aside.” I winked at him and his eyes went dark again just as our food came out and I realized how hungry I really was. “Looks yummy.” I grinned, thanking Dylan and then digging right in.
“That’s it?” he asked and I felt his eyes on me. “You’re not going to pry anymore?” I looked back and smirked before shaking my head.
“About your ex? No trust me I think the less I know about her the better.” I admitted. Truth was, my mind was reeling trying to figure out just what kind of girl could capture the heart of a man like Travis. But just the fact that those thoughts were in my head made me not want to know anything else. I didn’t want to keep falling into the hole that a few nights spent with him had created. Hell who was I kidding, I’d been falling since far before we ever saw each other naked. And I wasn’t willing to waste my love on him no matter how much my body begged to differ.
“You’re very…”
“Weird?” I finished for him. “I know.” I grinned and went back to what had to be the worlds most delicious mashed potatoes.
“You are weird.” He agreed. “But that wasn’t the word I was looking for.” I laughed at that, both at the fact that he did agree I was weird and also that he must think more of me too.
“Talented? Beautiful? Sex Goddess?” I offered up, blushing as I fake complimented myself because although I wasn’t lacking in self-confidence I wasn’t really as co.cky as I sometimes made myself out to be.
“Humble?” he offered, playing along and making me laugh as his eyes glittered in approval of…..something.
“Not so much I'm afraid.” I shrugged. “But with 7 siblings if you don’t believe you’re awesome you get a little lost in the crowd.” I shrugged. Especially with siblings like mine.
“You talk a lot about your family.” He pointed out, his quest to find the perfect word to fit me forgotten.
“They’re a big part of my life. Isn’t yours?”
"Yes." I was realizing how this was probably the most normal conversation we’d had. I still wanted to jump him but that wasn’t going away any time. I took a sip of my champagne and nodded slowly.
"I guessed so." I said back quietly and he raised one eyebrow at me, "I'm very smart and I assume a lot of things Trav."
"I know you're smart." he agreed and I felt myself flush even if it was something I’d heard my whole life. "What else did you assume? Please, tell me." I thought about it for a second, or pretended to think about it because I’d actually done too much thinking about Travis in the past.
"Let me see." I paused, feeling his eyes on me. "I know you have two brothers, the one I met looks a lot like you only he's nicer and less grumpy." I peeked back at him to find his eyes narrowed and I laughed. "See I'm right."
"Go on." His glare turned into a grin before he brought a bite of his food to his lips.
"You go to your family's sunday dinner every weekend, you love your nephew even if you kick his a.ss at practice, for what I heard you also have a niece and even if I'm not sure I can bet that she's crazy for you."
"That's a lot to assume." he said quietly, not confirming but not denying either.
"What I can't really picture is your parents." I leaned in, the thought of him as a kid growing up was a little hard to see. “What are they? Doctors? Lawyers?"
"You're wrong this time, your ability of assuming is failing." He smirked as he poured more champagne in both of our glasses, "My dad's a mechanic and my mom...well, she took care of us, that was her job, and now she takes cares of my brother's kids. I don't come from much." Damn him. Damn this sweet moment where we weren’t fighting but really talking. It made it much harder not to like him. I smiled sweetly at Travis and licked my lips, tasting the champagne still lingering on them.
“It makes sense.” I nodded.
“What does?”
“Your family. You.” I replied, knowing that coming from little means and making his way to where he was in the world was something to be proud of, and I could tell he wasn’t ashamed of his family either. “You’re a good man.” He shifted as I spoke and shook his head.
“You really shouldn’t assume things Lila.”
“That wasn’t an assumption.” I replied, pointing at his plate with my fork. “Is something wrong with your food?” He blinked down at the pasta and shook his head.
“No.” he started eating and I grinned as I followed suit, enjoying my chicken since this was a top restaurant.
“So what now?” I asked lifting my eyes to his and he rose a brow in question.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean after dinner. The gallery sent a car for me so I'm going to have to get home somehow.” Travis smirked at me, reading into the look in my eyes and probably thinking this was some kind of trick to get him into my bed again. It wasn’t, but I wouldn’t mind it either way. Every inch of my body was screaming for his touch, his lips, his hands. Everything.
“Well maybe you should have thought about that before you asked me to dinner.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
“If you’re afraid to be alone with me I’ll just take a cab.” I smiled.
“Why would I be afraid to be alone with you.” I shrugged and leaned into him.
“Probably because I'm not against using my charm to seduce you.” I winked and smiled a half smile that had him groaning and shaking his head.
“Lila.”
“What? You don’t want me to get attached I get it, but you thought wining and dining me was a better way to get away from me than hot and heavy in the back of your car?”
"Don't put that kind of thought in my head." Travis smirked and glanced at me before finally deciding to start eating like a normal person.
"Because it wasn't there already?" I asked softly as I leaned into him slowly. He shrugged, noticeably not looking at me as he ate, but that told more than looking at me might have. Instead of getting annoyed I just reached out and poked his side which, side note, was just as damn hard as the rest of his body. "I refuse to believe you didn't think about taking me in your car." I said bluntly before blushing at the heat in his eyes when he turned to me.
"Isn't that a little presumptions from you?" he asked in an amused tone.
"I know that you're attracted to me..." I trailed off, wanting to know if he felt…whatever it was I felt because I didn’t even know how to explain it. So I just bit down on my lip instead. I felt his hand reach out and tug my lip from my teeth as he grinned.
"Who wouldn't be?" he asked in a low tone that resonated through my entire body.
“But it’s not just that.” I replied, ignoring his words since of course not every man was attracted to me that would be silly.
“Oh?” he blinked, his eyes sharp even if they were filled with desire.
“This is more than attraction and you know it.” I said simply, gesturing between us. “When we’re together….I can’t be the only one who loses the rest of the world….” I said seriously, flashbacks of every time he’d taken me in my mind, reminding me just how much he messed with it. All I wanted when we were together was more, harder, faster, deeper. I couldn’t explain it.
“Lila.”
“I'm not talking about emotionally.” I shook my head and explained myself. “But I know you’ve thought about how to have me in your car because I’ve thought about it. Because I think about you taking me in every space we’re in together and I know you do too because I see it in your eyes.” His eyes darkened and for a moment I thought he was going to deny my words but instead he just turned into me further.
“So?” I took a deep breath and I watched as his eyes flicked downward as I let it out.
“So….so nothing. If you don’t want to act on what you want that’s your loss.” Even though we were basically made for each others pleasure….I thought to myself as I took a sip of my champagne.
“I don’t…” he started before shaking his head. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what? I'm confused Travis, I don’t know what you think you have to lose….” I licked my lips. “Unless it’s not really me who you’re afraid is going to get attached….” I trailed off, looking for signs in his eyes as I set my hands on his chest to feel his rapidly beating heart. “Maybe I do it for you too well and you’re the one who’s going to come crawling back for more.” I smirked, joking of course, playing with him to see how much of himself he’d reveal to me, even if I knew he was smart enough to know what I was doing.
“I want to fuck plenty of women that I choose not to. You’re not special Lila, you’re just a pretty girl.” He said roughly, his voice far too raw to be honest.
“Nice try gorgeous.” I winked. “So I guess I’ll be calling a cab then?”
"No, I can give you a ride back home." He spat back at me. I set my hand on his arm and he snapped his head towards me with a glare that I totally ignored.
"You don't have to Travis, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself." I said patiently, knowing if I went on the offensive he might freak out.
"I said I'm taking you home Lila." he repeated in the same tone, only more final as he nodded towards the waiter. "Do you want something else?" I shook my head. "The check please."
"Trav..." I squeezed his arm gently and he turned his head. I reached up and traced my fingertips over his lips softly. "Don't get mad over nothing. It was a nice night after all-" I cut myself off when Dylan reappeared again and Travis handed him his card. "And thank you for dinner." I added and pressed a kiss on his cheek before standing up.
"You're welcome." He followed me dropping his hand on the small of my back as we walked to his car and I shivered in my skimpy dress, "Hurry, I don't want you to get a cold." he said quietly then walked to the driver’s side to climb inside.
"Are you going to pout until you drop me of?" I asked eventually.
"I don't pout Lila." He spat back, shaking his head. "You drive me fucking insane." he added with a groan.
"Last time I checked it wasn't a bad thing." I laughed and he glanced at me, sighing and making me know at least I’d cheered him up a little.
"You're something Lila."
“You say that a lot.” I grinned wickedly at him and he growled under his breath.
“What exactly is it that you’re pouting about?” I questioned, tilting my head to the side and crossing my leg over the other.
“I'm not-“
“Okay okay, what is making you so grumpy then?” I changed my wording and he sighed.
“I…I don’t know.” He said finally. I widened my eyes before leaning back.
“Sounds frustrating.” I wiggled in my seat as I side glanced at Travis. “Kind of like how it’s frustrating that I'm wearing a dress with such easy access and you have yet to do anything about it.” I teased and Travis groaned again, this time louder.
“Lila, I swear to god.”
“What? What is wrong? Give me a good reason.”
“I’ve given you plenty of reasons. We work together for starters.” I rolled my eyes.
“Everyone at Apple is sleeping with each other, it’s not against the rules.”
“I don’t want to.” He said finally, pulling to a stop at another light.
“You don’t want to?” I echoed, blinking back at him.
“That’s what I said.” I shook my head and sighed.
“Fuc.king coward.” I said under my breath crossing my legs again this time to angle away from him as I looked out the window. Why were men such lying stupid ego filled bags of super crap?!
“What did you just call me?” his voice had turned low and dangerous and I'm sure that most women, hell even most men, would cower at just the glare he was giving me. I was immune to his stupid faces. Well immune to being scared. They still did a number on my girl parts.
“You heard me.” I snapped back. Travis pulled into my parking lot and killed the engine, bending over enough to reach for the handle and push the door of his car open.
"Here you are." he said between his clenched teeth.
"You're not just a coward, you're an asshole too." I said, my patience gone at this point. His jaw was set as he stared into my eyes.
“Get out." he ordered, making clear what he wanted just in case I hadn't gotten it yet.
"God you're so stupid for being so smart!" I kept going as I leaned into his body just to basically shout in his stupid face my temper rearing its ugly head. "I'm asking nothing here and you still manage to say no. What kind of man would say no?!"
"Get. Out." He said the words one mor time as he reached for the door again and then slammed it shut.
"No! Answer to me Travis!"
"Are you nuts Lil?!" he retorted, I closed my eyes and ran my hands through my hair nervously before looking back at me. I wanted to leave, I wanted to walk out of his car and go back to my apartment. But I couldn’t.
"You keep making excuses. I don't understand." I said eventually trying to stop the crazy going on in my head.
"You talked too fucking much tonight." he groaned, and at that I snapped I reached up and moved my hand towards his face but before I could slap him his hand grabbed my wrist. I looked into his eyes, not struggling at all….instead…..instead all of a sudden we were kissing hard, and I was tangling my fingers in his hair as his lips crashed into mine.
“You are the worst.” I groaned against his lips.
“Shut. Up.” He ordered and just kissed me harder, efficiently shutting me up as he pulled me into his lap without me even realizing it until I felt his erection against me. I groaned and rocked against him.
“When did that happen?” I grinned and he just glared at me. “I know….shut up.” I replied as I leaned in and kissed him harder, sliding my tongue against his lips, taking my time to explore every inch of his delicious mouth.
“Lila….” His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer as his lips moved down my neck.
“Mmmm…” I let my eyes close as he bit down on my shoulder enjoying every second of his lips on my body. His hands slid up my thighs, pushing my dress around my waist and groaning as his hands held my thighs. “We….” I breathed as I tried to remember we were in the back parking lot of my apartment building. “We’re outside….” Fuck why couldn’t I think of words?! “We can’t….”
“You wanted this Lila.” He growled his eyes stormy and looking so fucking gorgeous I could barely function.
“God you’re annoyingly sexy.” I groaned and started unbuttoning his shirt to slide my hands over his skin.
"Don't waste your breath talking." he muttered as his hands slid up the back of my thighs and under my dress to cup my ass and pull me harder against his dick.
"Trav." I moaned and rocked my hips against him feverishly as my hands wrapped around his neck. "Come upstairs." He looked into my eyes right as he pushed my panties aside and cupped my pussy, making me whimper in need.
"No, I want you here." he growled, his words and his voice just turning me on more.
"What if someone sees us." I breathed out though I was losing any fight I had in me at the way he was touching me.
"Stop thinking Lila, and trust me." he ordered as his lips were pressed against my neck and at that I was done, anything he said I’d agree to.
"Okay." I whispered eventually, tangling my hands in his hair and enjoying how he felt against me.
"Good girl." I tried to think of a smartass response to his words but my lust fogged brain could only gasp and let out a light cry as Travis undid his jeans and pulled out his erection. Damn it you’d think I’d be used to it by now….I instinctively reached out for it, holding it tight in my hand and moving slowly up and down as my eyes lifted to his face that was contorted in what looked like half pleasure half frustration.
“Lil.” His name for me was raw on his lips and I loved it. Loved watching him losing control when I touched him. I scooted closer to him, thrusting my hips and rubbing his erection against my silk covered pus.sy as I let my head fall back.
“I could cum like this…..” I admitted, my whole body completely submitted to his even if I was the one basically riding him.
“But you won’t.” his voice sent a zing of pleasure through my body and I bit my lip as I continued rocking into him.
“No?” I breathed, losing my own control fast.
“No you’ll cum with me inside of you Lila. Like this.” In one sharp move he’d pushed my panties aside and sheathed himself all the way inside of me, his hands gripping my hips tight to keep me in place and make me feel how fucking deep he could get. I cried out, my body shaking slightly at the sharp jolt of pain and then intense pleasure his body was giving me.
“Travis…” I whispered out his name like a plea, nothing felt as good as him inside of me…nothing would ever feel so fucking good….the thought was immediately overturned however as he gripped my waist tighter, holding me up slightly so he could pull out and then give me all of him again. “Oh yes….again, please….” The words sounded like my voice, definitely sounded like my thoughts though I hadn’t meant to say them. Whenever we were touching I felt like I was barely Lila anymore, but a sex starved being that could only survive with more of whatever Travis wanted to do to me. He obliged my request, his dick getting harder inside of me with every thrust and I was seeing stars as I tugged on his hair and he muttered something unintelligently that I couldn’t hear through the fog of lust and pleasure.
"More." It wasn’t what I’d wanted to say but it did the trick as I slid all the way down on to him, his dick hitting that spot inside of me that forced a cry from my throat and made Travis growl.
"Christ." he breathed out, and before I could ask him to his hands were yanking down the top of my dress and he was watching me with hungry eyes before his hands were on my breasts, on of them teasing my nipple with his fingers while his mouth teased the other into a delicious frenzy. His hands, his lips, his dick inside of me was almost too much to handle as I sped up, needing that release so bad but also wanting this feeling to last for forever.
“Oh god who needs drugs when there’s you?” I heard myself breathe out and I felt him smirk against my skin as his free hand tangled in my hair and pulled me down for a steamy kiss.
“Sometimes I think you’re reading my mind darling.” I tightened hard around him and his groan reverberated through my body.
“I wonder if it goes both ways….what am I thinking now?” I asked, looking down at him as I picked a steady pace and he leaned his chair back, watching my body move on top of his….fu.ck just watching him watch me was erotic as hell.
“You’re thinking you can’t get enough.” He growled and grabbed my hips to hit that spot again.
“I can’t!!” I moaned as I felt an orgasm building up that was probably going to just knock me out.
“I can’t either.” And then his mouth was on my breast again, his hand moving from cupping my other breast to cupping my ass, rolling our hips together until I could hardly see straight anymore. And then he was sitting up straight, holding my body in his arms and looking into my eyes as I teetered over the edge of a cliff so high…. “The minute I touch you you’re going to cum aren’t you?” his voice was low and barely restrained and all I could do was nod. “Damn you’re sweet.” And then his hand was between my legs and my body shot off like a rocket as I rode out the sweetest climax ever.
“Travis……” his name fell from my lips over and over until I felt him grip my hips tight and pound into me with a roar, his orgasm sending me into another and I didn’t even remember we were in his car in my parking lot where basically anyone could see me fucking him senseless, all that mattered was how much Travis Cole seriously rocked my world. And then some. I sank into his hard body, my face nuzzled in his neck as we took the time to recover.
"Are you hiding?" Travis asked eventually in a low voice, tilting his head down as he ran his hands through my hair softly. I pulled back, still high on him as I grinned. God that was awesome. And I wasn’t even fully satisfied, I could go again, again and again right now if he’d asked.
"I was trying to catch on my breath."
"That tired?" he smirked, killing me as he played with my hair and I tried not to rock my body because if I did I knew I’d start again. I bit down on my lip and shivered, knowing that this was the worst part each time, leaving him. My body hated it for good reason, but I wasn’t sure why the rest of me was so opposed.
"I think it's time for me to go..." I trailed off slowly even though I was dying to ask him to come upstairs and finish what we hadn’t even really started yet. I watched as his eyes moved to my chest and his fingers worked to pull the straps back to my shoulders, making me decent once again.
"It's already late for babies like you." He teased and I was happy to see he wasn’t grumpy or pissed off at me anymore.
"Yeah right." I said in a quiet chuckle as I set my hands on his shoulders and lifted myself up, making me gasp as he groaned when he left my body. "It's late for old men like you too." I added while we both fixed our clothes. His smirk turned into a genuine smile as he reached for a cigarette and set it between his lips before he started the car.
"Night Lila." He replied as I opened the door to the car, wondering what was going on in that head of his. I leaned in and pressed kiss against his cheek, determined to not feel upset. After all I had gotten just what I wanted…more actually. I should be thrilled.
“Night Trav."
“Lila, this….this is some of your best work.” Colbie grinned at me, looking over my gallery with a smile I hadn’t seen on her face in a long time.
“Thanks Colbs.” I nodded. “It is good isn’t it?”
“I’ll never understand why you won’t make your art full time.” She shook her head and I laughed.
“Because then I’d be doing it all for the money. Makes it less important.” Colbie rolled her eyes.
“Most people do things all for the money, you are an enigma.” She stopped in front of a self-portrait and bit her lip. “You better home the rest of the family doesn’t see this.” She winced. “Even if it is fantastic.”
“Don’t worry I didn’t tell them.” I chuckled. “Besides you can’t see anything good….much.” the picture had my good parts half hidden in shadows, I loved playing with the light, it was so interesting, so unique.
“All of your parts are good parts baby sis.” Colbie kissed me on the cheek. “Now I have spent way too much time here eating canapes and drinking champagne.”
“I thought that was why you came with me.” I teased and she smirked a little.
“And I thought you didn’t know. You coming to dinner on Saturday?” I nodded as I looked around the room, already half of my paintings were sold….I was going to have to go on a shopping spree. Or maybe a vacation.
“I’ll be there.” I hugged my sister goodbye and when I pulled back and walked back around the gallery I felt….something. More like someone. It was completely ridiculous and impossible but I knew he was here. I turned to my left and caught his blonde hair curling against his collar. “Travis?” he turned around and I watched as his eyes slowly took me in inch by inch. It wasn’t fair. Every time he looked at me it felt like he was touching me, leaving me hot and aching.
“Lila.” He smiled and the ache grew bigger. I hated that. It was one thing to be attracted to him, he was a sex god, but to melt at a smile? I was pathetic.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned, no one else was showing here today and last time I checked he didn’t do finance for anyone but Apple, so that left….me.
"What do you think?" he retorted, as if it was totally normal to show up to the art show of a girl you slept with once…..okay more than once but still I was basically just an extended one night stand.
"I don't know, that's why I asked you." I replied seriously.
"I came to see your work." He said it fast, avoiding my eyes and almost as if he really wanted to get this part over with even though I couldn’t help but start smiling slightly.
"How did you know?" I watched as his lips pursed and he swallowed thickly before speaking.
"I did my homework." Then his weird mood was replaced when he actually winked at me.
"That doesn't really tell me anything." I said in a chuckle, "How?! I'm curious..."
"I can't give all my secrets away." he grinned, probably knowing that his smile had an effect on women that made then forget what they were thinking. Too bad that smile was all charm and farce. I preferred his real one.
"You give nothing away Trav." I sighed but didn't push it further, letting my eyes wander around before landing back on him. Oh even if he was grumpy and annoying and too mysterious he was so damn good to look at….and so much better to touch. "What do you think?"
"So far, so good." he said just as seriously, using words most people would describe their careers with and not art. "Mostly the hands." He added as an afterthought and I let my eyes drift to the painting on the left that mirrored the sketch he’d seen.
“Thank you. Too bad it looks like someone already bought it.” I teased, knowing of course he’d have no desire to actually buy one of my paintings, even if for some reason he was here.
“Too bad.” He agreed, keeping his eyes on me. “You look gorgeous tonight.” He added as if the thought had fallen from his lips. He reached out and slid a finger through one of the curls that had come undone from my updo and licked his lips. “You’re right, I do like red too.” A jolt of arousal shot through my body as his rough voice complimented me softly.
“I'm sure it’ll be blonde again in a month.” I smirked, shrugging my shoulders as his eyes lifted to the painting behind me.
“Lila….” His voice was even more rough as I turned so I was in front of him, staring at the semi-explicit self portrait. “Tell me you’re not selling this one.” I turned my head.
“Why not?”
“Because some perv with a bank account shouldn’t be able to look at you like that whenever the fuck he wants to.” He growled and then looked annoyed, angry even. I blinked back at him, laughing lightly.
“It’s art Trav, not porn.” I shook my head, not letting him know that I really had no intention of selling that painting at all. It was mine. Something to remind myself that I was beautiful no matter what anyone else thought. Maybe that was a little vain, but oh well. A little growl left his lips and he shook his head, though his eyes didn’t leave the painting.
“Still.” Was the only word I understood. I turned to face him, our bodies too close so I backed up a few steps.
“Are you hungry?” his eyes shot back to me and I could tell the answer already, his eyes were almost black with desire, and it was so tempting…so damn tempting. “Do you want to get some dinner I mean?”
“No.” he said it so fast my stomach hurt with the jolt of disappointment. I shrugged.
“Okay. See you later then.” I turned to walk away, knowing I would get another offer from the gallery owner who had a bit of a crush on me. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone you like art.” I teased. “Or me.” I laughed at my own joke and before I knew it he was back beside me.
“Dinner then.” He said as if it had been his idea all along.
“What you think you can turn me down and then just take it back a second later?” I asked, getting annoyed at his mood changes that were worse than mine.
“Yes.”
“There’s that tiny vocabulary again.” I shook my head. “Thank god you’re good looking.”
"I don't want to ruin your mood on your night." he said simply as I ignored the compliment…and the insult. I stared at him, wondering what he meant by that because with Travis I never really knew.
"Are you changing your mind again?" He shook his head and smiled, a soft sweet smile that didn’t match him at all but looked good on him nonetheless.
"No." he paused, "Are you sure you can leave?" I looked around the room that was still pretty full considering but the artist didn’t need to be at the entire show and I was going to pass out if I didn’t eat something soon.
"I've been here for hours now." I explained before setting my hand on my stomach. "And I'm hungry."
"Good." He smirked at me and I tried to ignore the effect that smile had on my girl parts. I failed.
"I'm going to grab my things, I'll be right back." I replied, half of me thinking he probably wouldn’t even be there when I got back.
"I'll wait outside." He nodded, walking past me but brushing his hand against my lower back in the process and sending a flood of heat through my body that was far too strong to ignore. I grabbed my shawl and my clutch and said goodbye to the gallery owner and a few other people before walking out to find Travis smoking on the curb.
"I don't like this." I said softly as I stopped in front of him, reaching up for the cigarette and tossing it on the ground, nailing it with the heel of my shoe as I glared at him. He turned back to me and blew the smoke from his mouth slowly, his hand reaching out and tangling in my hair to pull me into his hard body. There wasn’t another word spoken as his mouth lowered to press against mine, the sounds of the city falling away as he kissed me. I moved my hands up his chest, the kiss fueling my desire for him into something almost incontrollable when he pulled away.
"Let's go." I followed him on slightly shaky legs as we made our way to a car and I blinked in confusion….and amusement at the fancy European car.
"Where's your bike?" I asked.
"Sleeping at home." He smirked back at me as he opened the door for me.
"Nice car." I said seriously as I slid into the leather seats and he grinned down at me.
"Nice ass" he replied with his grin still in place before walking to the driving side.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked smiling sweetly and then catching my breath as his fingers reached out and tilted my head up, his thumb brushing against my cheek softly.
"Where do you want me to take you?" he asked back, and god I was so tempted to tell him to take me to heaven and back with more of those kisses…except everywhere.
“A restaurant.” I teased back, biting my lips as I read what all the heat in his eyes meant.
“Such a smartass.” he shook his head and pulled away from the curb driving his car just like he rode his bike, with absolutely no regard to basic traffic laws.
“I swear to god Travis if you don’t slow down-“ Travis turned to me with a look of pure amusement in his too handsome face.
“You’ll what?” he countered, knowing there was probably nothing I could do. “You know most girls find a little danger sexy.” He pointed out and I rolled my eyes so far they might have stuck there if that was even possible.
“First of all? The girls don’t think the danger is sexy Travis. It’s just you.” I said the compliment even though the tone of voice sounded more like I was insulting him and he smirked.
“Secondly?” he asked, egging me on, almost as if he thought my annoyance was cute.
“Secondly, most girls don’t have brothers who are cops and tell them about all the car accidents they see every day.” I pinned him with a look and he sighed.
“And you said I was the buzz kill.” He replied dramatically even though I could tell that he was still supremely amused, though by what I had no idea. I muttered something about how he was a buzzkill under my breath as he pulled up to one of the top restaurants in the city. I blinked back at him.
“What are you trying to impress me or something?” I questioned. I wasn’t exactly a high maintenance girl, there was nothing wrong with a good burger joint in my opinion.
“It would be a shame to waste that dress and those heels anywhere else.” He said simply, getting out of the car without another word as I got out and followed him as he handed his keys to the valet.
“You confuse the hell out of me.” I shook my head and followed him as we got seated in a more private booth in the back.
“Why do I confuse you?” he asked, raising a brow as I placed myself as far away from him as I could in the half moon shaped booth.
“Because you say you don’t want anything more to do with me and now you’re taking me to a dinner that would have most women putting out in the car on the way home.” I shook my head.
“But you’re not most women?” he asked, trying to read my thoughts as he looked at me, then looking annoyed again. So confusing.
“I would have put out in the car without a meal.” I shrugged, admitting the truth even if it made me sound easy. But it wasn’t like I hadn’t already given myself to him over and over. “But don’t confuse that with me wanting to actually date you.” I corrected, feeling actually a little uncomfortable in the fancy place with him at my side, like a real date.
“Then why did you ask me to dinner?” he questioned.
“Because we’re friends, and I'm hungry.” I said as if that was obvious, and I thought that it was. “And when a friend does something nice, like support your gallery opening, you tend to want to be nice back to them.”
"We're not friends." He said simply, looking at me stoically and probably waiting for me to react like a sad puppy. Instead I just rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Why do you always have this annoying way to pinpoint and explain everything?" I scoffed.
"I'm a man." He answered as if that explained everything. “And you asked why I took you here first." He added with a smirk that he had to know killed me.
"Yeah and you told me because of my dress." I waved my hand in the air as if that was ridiculous, though honestly I did rock this dress. Travis leaned back, setting his arms on the edge of the table as he looked back at me.
"That's not the only reason." He replied, looking like he was deciding whether to come closer to me or to keep the distance I’d given us.
"Why?" oh for fucks sake Lila, why do you let him get to you like that?! I shook my head and glared at him. "I warn you, I'm not in the mood for cryptic Travis." I said as I crossed and then recrossed my legs to keep from scooting towards him. He just gave me an amused smile. Ugh. “What?" I sighed once again and pushed my bangs off my eyes but they just fell back. That was when his hand reached out and tucked it behind my ear, the brush of his fingers on my face making me suddenly one hundred percent aware of my body….and his.
"You're adorable. And if I had taken you to any other restaurant I would've ended up dragging you in the bathroom." he paused to glance around at the people dressing in fancy clothes before looking back at me, his hand moving back to his own body in the process, "Here I have to behave."
"I'm not sure if I'm happy to be here anymore." I said in a whisper, knowing I was talking before thinking again but oh god the visual of that was so potent….I could almost feel his hands and lips on me.
"Yes you are." he flashed me a mega watt smile that would have any woman swooning as he reached for the menu. I followed suit, not really reading it but instead just trying to wrap my head around what was happening. I felt Travis’ gaze on me and my heart beat a little faster.
"Can you stop?" I asked as I gave him an annoyed glance.
"I'm doing nothing." He lied.
"You keep staring." I replied, feeling myself grin at his intense gaze. "I can't pick my food if you keep that going." Travis shook his head and grinned before moving his eyes away from me.
"You don't have much time."
“Lila?” I peeked over my menu and broke into a grin as I recognized the server.
“Dylan! How are you?” he nodded.
“Really well. Wow, you look incredible.” I felt myself blush at the blunt compliment but before I could respond I realized that Travis had closed the distance I’d put between us, his side fit perfectly against mine as I glanced back at him.
“This is Travis, we….we work together.” I stumbled through the words since really what could I say? We were definitely not dating, and he’d just told me we weren’t friends although I disagreed. “Travis this is Dylan, we used to date.” He gave the man a once over before shooting him a tight grin.
“I’d love to catch up with you some time.” He smiled. “But I’ve got like 15 tables of stuffy housewives and their bored CEO husbands to feed. I’ll have some champagne sent over on the house.” He winked and I thanked him before turning back to Travis, though now that he was so close when I turned my head it would have only taken a slight nudge to press my lips against his.
“You dated a waiter?” he asked, his brow raised. I widened my eyes at the distaste in his voice and folded my arms over his chest.
“He’s a part time waiter. He’s also a musician.” I explained and watched as the sides of Travis’ mouth twitched up.
“Oh you’re right that’s way better.” He shook his head and I narrowed my eyes on him.
“What does it matter to you who I’ve dated?” he blinked back at me.
“Good point.” He replied, but he’d just opened a window for me and I wasn’t going to resist taking it.
“I assume you don’t have any ex-girlfriends I can pick apart because you’re too busy for relationships right?” I admit I was fishing, even with all his ego and his words about girlfriends I didn’t actually believe he could have made it 30 years without ever having one. That would be crazy.
“I’ve dated women before Lila.” He replied simply, his eyes going back to the menu.
“Dated them like this is a “date”?” I questioned. “Or has Travis Cole actually fallen in love before?”
"As crazy as it might sound yes, Travis Cole actually fell in love before." He said in a bitter tone, surprising me by actually answering honestly, but still managing to tone his words to tell me he wasn’t interested in talking about it anymore. Too bad I was curious.
"How was she?" I asked after a moment of silence, not able to help myself.
"It doesn't matter." He cut me off, and I felt his wall go back up as I slid away. As much as my body ached for him? There was another part that ached to heal him, and that was what scared me more than any sexual attraction ever could. Dylan came back with a bottle of champagne, smiling as he explained it to us.
"Thanks Dylan." I replied as he filled our glasses, winking at me before he left. I turned towards Travis as soon as he’d walked away.
"What are we celebrating again? Oh right, you being grumpy and not being able to answer a simple question."
"I thought we were celebrating you not being able to stay close to me." He retorted, keeping a straight face even though I knew he was just playing with me, too bad all it told me was how much he noticed our distance. "Scared of what you could be able to do?" I humored him, narrowing my eyes and shrugging.
"I need my space." I watched as he laughed, knowing he’d thought he’d won this one before bringing his glass to his lips.
"Oh yeah, you're all about space darling." he smirked before taking a sip of champagne. Darling? Who was he?!
"Why can't we have a normal conversation? Why do you always have to annoy me?" I asked, more to myself than to him honestly.
"I must be talented." He grinned. “And we can, only not about my ex-girlfriend." I bit down on my lip, my curiosity literally eating me alive. I wanted to know how he met her, what she looked like, what she did, what had happened. I wanted to know literally everything but it was none of my business. So instead I just nodded.
"Okay." I said eventually, agreeing that making him relive the past would probably just make him more grumpy. He took a deep breath at my response and before I knew it his hand was on my thigh, squeezing it, reawakening my entire body with a simple touch. Always. God I wanted him to move his hand further, I wanted to kiss those lips and taste him again…I wanted-
"Are you ready to order?" I scooted closer and leaned in, the temptation getting the better of me as I pressed my lips against his softly once, twice, and a third time.
“I can’t just order you?” I whispered against his lips and he grinned.
“Careful.”
“I thought you had to behave here.” He growled and then his hand was on my lower back, pulling me towards him possessively.
“We don’t have to stay here.” He replied.
“I thought you wanted to talk.” He pulled back just a little and looked down at me.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I'm going to ask you about your ex again but only one question.” He narrowed his eyes but didn’t move away.
“No.”
“Was it worth it?” I pressed, ignoring his denial completely. He blinked.
“Was what worth it?” he asked, looking surprised at my question.
“I’ve never been in love.” I said simply, shrugging my shoulders. “Makes me wonder if it’s really all it’s cracked up to be.”
“….you’ve never been in love?” he asked. I shook my head licked my lips slowly.
“I don’t think so.” I replied seriously. It had been close, with Riley. I did love him. But it wasn’t romantic love as much as I wished it could be. That would be easy wouldn’t it. And my life was never easy.
“That surprises me.” He turned back when Dylan approached us, looking between us slowly as if trying to decide what we were. Him and me both. We ordered our food before I turned back to Travis.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
"What was it again?" he asked, just to annoy me probably but him being silly didn’t annoy me at all so the joke was on him. I just waited patiently, licking my lips and blinking back at him.
"You know what it was Travis..." I trailed off in a whisper.
"I'm getting distracted." he said casually as I felt his grip on me get tighter and I tried not to grin.
"Is it my fault?" I asked in a voice I hoped was sexy as I leaned into him.
"Yes." he groaned then pulled away from me again. I grinned at his reaction, proud to have at least a little of the effect on him that he had on me.
"Ops." I chucked to myself biting my lip as I watched Travis run a hand through his hair.
"It's a loaded question Lila." he said more seriously, his voice strained, his tone almost…bitter.
"It seems pretty simple to me. Yes or no."
"I think it is." he nodded eventually. "It was worth it. But the consequences..." he trailed off and I could see he was mulling his past relationship over in his eyes. "It's never simple. But you're too young to get it." he added in a teasing tone, always easier for him to tease or get upset than be real.
“It’s good to know.” I smiled sweetly and he rose a brow. “That it’s worth it I mean. Consequences aside.” I winked at him and his eyes went dark again just as our food came out and I realized how hungry I really was. “Looks yummy.” I grinned, thanking Dylan and then digging right in.
“That’s it?” he asked and I felt his eyes on me. “You’re not going to pry anymore?” I looked back and smirked before shaking my head.
“About your ex? No trust me I think the less I know about her the better.” I admitted. Truth was, my mind was reeling trying to figure out just what kind of girl could capture the heart of a man like Travis. But just the fact that those thoughts were in my head made me not want to know anything else. I didn’t want to keep falling into the hole that a few nights spent with him had created. Hell who was I kidding, I’d been falling since far before we ever saw each other naked. And I wasn’t willing to waste my love on him no matter how much my body begged to differ.
“You’re very…”
“Weird?” I finished for him. “I know.” I grinned and went back to what had to be the worlds most delicious mashed potatoes.
“You are weird.” He agreed. “But that wasn’t the word I was looking for.” I laughed at that, both at the fact that he did agree I was weird and also that he must think more of me too.
“Talented? Beautiful? Sex Goddess?” I offered up, blushing as I fake complimented myself because although I wasn’t lacking in self-confidence I wasn’t really as co.cky as I sometimes made myself out to be.
“Humble?” he offered, playing along and making me laugh as his eyes glittered in approval of…..something.
“Not so much I'm afraid.” I shrugged. “But with 7 siblings if you don’t believe you’re awesome you get a little lost in the crowd.” I shrugged. Especially with siblings like mine.
“You talk a lot about your family.” He pointed out, his quest to find the perfect word to fit me forgotten.
“They’re a big part of my life. Isn’t yours?”
"Yes." I was realizing how this was probably the most normal conversation we’d had. I still wanted to jump him but that wasn’t going away any time. I took a sip of my champagne and nodded slowly.
"I guessed so." I said back quietly and he raised one eyebrow at me, "I'm very smart and I assume a lot of things Trav."
"I know you're smart." he agreed and I felt myself flush even if it was something I’d heard my whole life. "What else did you assume? Please, tell me." I thought about it for a second, or pretended to think about it because I’d actually done too much thinking about Travis in the past.
"Let me see." I paused, feeling his eyes on me. "I know you have two brothers, the one I met looks a lot like you only he's nicer and less grumpy." I peeked back at him to find his eyes narrowed and I laughed. "See I'm right."
"Go on." His glare turned into a grin before he brought a bite of his food to his lips.
"You go to your family's sunday dinner every weekend, you love your nephew even if you kick his a.ss at practice, for what I heard you also have a niece and even if I'm not sure I can bet that she's crazy for you."
"That's a lot to assume." he said quietly, not confirming but not denying either.
"What I can't really picture is your parents." I leaned in, the thought of him as a kid growing up was a little hard to see. “What are they? Doctors? Lawyers?"
"You're wrong this time, your ability of assuming is failing." He smirked as he poured more champagne in both of our glasses, "My dad's a mechanic and my mom...well, she took care of us, that was her job, and now she takes cares of my brother's kids. I don't come from much." Damn him. Damn this sweet moment where we weren’t fighting but really talking. It made it much harder not to like him. I smiled sweetly at Travis and licked my lips, tasting the champagne still lingering on them.
“It makes sense.” I nodded.
“What does?”
“Your family. You.” I replied, knowing that coming from little means and making his way to where he was in the world was something to be proud of, and I could tell he wasn’t ashamed of his family either. “You’re a good man.” He shifted as I spoke and shook his head.
“You really shouldn’t assume things Lila.”
“That wasn’t an assumption.” I replied, pointing at his plate with my fork. “Is something wrong with your food?” He blinked down at the pasta and shook his head.
“No.” he started eating and I grinned as I followed suit, enjoying my chicken since this was a top restaurant.
“So what now?” I asked lifting my eyes to his and he rose a brow in question.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean after dinner. The gallery sent a car for me so I'm going to have to get home somehow.” Travis smirked at me, reading into the look in my eyes and probably thinking this was some kind of trick to get him into my bed again. It wasn’t, but I wouldn’t mind it either way. Every inch of my body was screaming for his touch, his lips, his hands. Everything.
“Well maybe you should have thought about that before you asked me to dinner.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
“If you’re afraid to be alone with me I’ll just take a cab.” I smiled.
“Why would I be afraid to be alone with you.” I shrugged and leaned into him.
“Probably because I'm not against using my charm to seduce you.” I winked and smiled a half smile that had him groaning and shaking his head.
“Lila.”
“What? You don’t want me to get attached I get it, but you thought wining and dining me was a better way to get away from me than hot and heavy in the back of your car?”
"Don't put that kind of thought in my head." Travis smirked and glanced at me before finally deciding to start eating like a normal person.
"Because it wasn't there already?" I asked softly as I leaned into him slowly. He shrugged, noticeably not looking at me as he ate, but that told more than looking at me might have. Instead of getting annoyed I just reached out and poked his side which, side note, was just as damn hard as the rest of his body. "I refuse to believe you didn't think about taking me in your car." I said bluntly before blushing at the heat in his eyes when he turned to me.
"Isn't that a little presumptions from you?" he asked in an amused tone.
"I know that you're attracted to me..." I trailed off, wanting to know if he felt…whatever it was I felt because I didn’t even know how to explain it. So I just bit down on my lip instead. I felt his hand reach out and tug my lip from my teeth as he grinned.
"Who wouldn't be?" he asked in a low tone that resonated through my entire body.
“But it’s not just that.” I replied, ignoring his words since of course not every man was attracted to me that would be silly.
“Oh?” he blinked, his eyes sharp even if they were filled with desire.
“This is more than attraction and you know it.” I said simply, gesturing between us. “When we’re together….I can’t be the only one who loses the rest of the world….” I said seriously, flashbacks of every time he’d taken me in my mind, reminding me just how much he messed with it. All I wanted when we were together was more, harder, faster, deeper. I couldn’t explain it.
“Lila.”
“I'm not talking about emotionally.” I shook my head and explained myself. “But I know you’ve thought about how to have me in your car because I’ve thought about it. Because I think about you taking me in every space we’re in together and I know you do too because I see it in your eyes.” His eyes darkened and for a moment I thought he was going to deny my words but instead he just turned into me further.
“So?” I took a deep breath and I watched as his eyes flicked downward as I let it out.
“So….so nothing. If you don’t want to act on what you want that’s your loss.” Even though we were basically made for each others pleasure….I thought to myself as I took a sip of my champagne.
“I don’t…” he started before shaking his head. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what? I'm confused Travis, I don’t know what you think you have to lose….” I licked my lips. “Unless it’s not really me who you’re afraid is going to get attached….” I trailed off, looking for signs in his eyes as I set my hands on his chest to feel his rapidly beating heart. “Maybe I do it for you too well and you’re the one who’s going to come crawling back for more.” I smirked, joking of course, playing with him to see how much of himself he’d reveal to me, even if I knew he was smart enough to know what I was doing.
“I want to fuck plenty of women that I choose not to. You’re not special Lila, you’re just a pretty girl.” He said roughly, his voice far too raw to be honest.
“Nice try gorgeous.” I winked. “So I guess I’ll be calling a cab then?”
"No, I can give you a ride back home." He spat back at me. I set my hand on his arm and he snapped his head towards me with a glare that I totally ignored.
"You don't have to Travis, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself." I said patiently, knowing if I went on the offensive he might freak out.
"I said I'm taking you home Lila." he repeated in the same tone, only more final as he nodded towards the waiter. "Do you want something else?" I shook my head. "The check please."
"Trav..." I squeezed his arm gently and he turned his head. I reached up and traced my fingertips over his lips softly. "Don't get mad over nothing. It was a nice night after all-" I cut myself off when Dylan reappeared again and Travis handed him his card. "And thank you for dinner." I added and pressed a kiss on his cheek before standing up.
"You're welcome." He followed me dropping his hand on the small of my back as we walked to his car and I shivered in my skimpy dress, "Hurry, I don't want you to get a cold." he said quietly then walked to the driver’s side to climb inside.
"Are you going to pout until you drop me of?" I asked eventually.
"I don't pout Lila." He spat back, shaking his head. "You drive me fucking insane." he added with a groan.
"Last time I checked it wasn't a bad thing." I laughed and he glanced at me, sighing and making me know at least I’d cheered him up a little.
"You're something Lila."
“You say that a lot.” I grinned wickedly at him and he growled under his breath.
“What exactly is it that you’re pouting about?” I questioned, tilting my head to the side and crossing my leg over the other.
“I'm not-“
“Okay okay, what is making you so grumpy then?” I changed my wording and he sighed.
“I…I don’t know.” He said finally. I widened my eyes before leaning back.
“Sounds frustrating.” I wiggled in my seat as I side glanced at Travis. “Kind of like how it’s frustrating that I'm wearing a dress with such easy access and you have yet to do anything about it.” I teased and Travis groaned again, this time louder.
“Lila, I swear to god.”
“What? What is wrong? Give me a good reason.”
“I’ve given you plenty of reasons. We work together for starters.” I rolled my eyes.
“Everyone at Apple is sleeping with each other, it’s not against the rules.”
“I don’t want to.” He said finally, pulling to a stop at another light.
“You don’t want to?” I echoed, blinking back at him.
“That’s what I said.” I shook my head and sighed.
“Fuc.king coward.” I said under my breath crossing my legs again this time to angle away from him as I looked out the window. Why were men such lying stupid ego filled bags of super crap?!
“What did you just call me?” his voice had turned low and dangerous and I'm sure that most women, hell even most men, would cower at just the glare he was giving me. I was immune to his stupid faces. Well immune to being scared. They still did a number on my girl parts.
“You heard me.” I snapped back. Travis pulled into my parking lot and killed the engine, bending over enough to reach for the handle and push the door of his car open.
"Here you are." he said between his clenched teeth.
"You're not just a coward, you're an asshole too." I said, my patience gone at this point. His jaw was set as he stared into my eyes.
“Get out." he ordered, making clear what he wanted just in case I hadn't gotten it yet.
"God you're so stupid for being so smart!" I kept going as I leaned into his body just to basically shout in his stupid face my temper rearing its ugly head. "I'm asking nothing here and you still manage to say no. What kind of man would say no?!"
"Get. Out." He said the words one mor time as he reached for the door again and then slammed it shut.
"No! Answer to me Travis!"
"Are you nuts Lil?!" he retorted, I closed my eyes and ran my hands through my hair nervously before looking back at me. I wanted to leave, I wanted to walk out of his car and go back to my apartment. But I couldn’t.
"You keep making excuses. I don't understand." I said eventually trying to stop the crazy going on in my head.
"You talked too fucking much tonight." he groaned, and at that I snapped I reached up and moved my hand towards his face but before I could slap him his hand grabbed my wrist. I looked into his eyes, not struggling at all….instead…..instead all of a sudden we were kissing hard, and I was tangling my fingers in his hair as his lips crashed into mine.
“You are the worst.” I groaned against his lips.
“Shut. Up.” He ordered and just kissed me harder, efficiently shutting me up as he pulled me into his lap without me even realizing it until I felt his erection against me. I groaned and rocked against him.
“When did that happen?” I grinned and he just glared at me. “I know….shut up.” I replied as I leaned in and kissed him harder, sliding my tongue against his lips, taking my time to explore every inch of his delicious mouth.
“Lila….” His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer as his lips moved down my neck.
“Mmmm…” I let my eyes close as he bit down on my shoulder enjoying every second of his lips on my body. His hands slid up my thighs, pushing my dress around my waist and groaning as his hands held my thighs. “We….” I breathed as I tried to remember we were in the back parking lot of my apartment building. “We’re outside….” Fuck why couldn’t I think of words?! “We can’t….”
“You wanted this Lila.” He growled his eyes stormy and looking so fucking gorgeous I could barely function.
“God you’re annoyingly sexy.” I groaned and started unbuttoning his shirt to slide my hands over his skin.
"Don't waste your breath talking." he muttered as his hands slid up the back of my thighs and under my dress to cup my ass and pull me harder against his dick.
"Trav." I moaned and rocked my hips against him feverishly as my hands wrapped around his neck. "Come upstairs." He looked into my eyes right as he pushed my panties aside and cupped my pussy, making me whimper in need.
"No, I want you here." he growled, his words and his voice just turning me on more.
"What if someone sees us." I breathed out though I was losing any fight I had in me at the way he was touching me.
"Stop thinking Lila, and trust me." he ordered as his lips were pressed against my neck and at that I was done, anything he said I’d agree to.
"Okay." I whispered eventually, tangling my hands in his hair and enjoying how he felt against me.
"Good girl." I tried to think of a smartass response to his words but my lust fogged brain could only gasp and let out a light cry as Travis undid his jeans and pulled out his erection. Damn it you’d think I’d be used to it by now….I instinctively reached out for it, holding it tight in my hand and moving slowly up and down as my eyes lifted to his face that was contorted in what looked like half pleasure half frustration.
“Lil.” His name for me was raw on his lips and I loved it. Loved watching him losing control when I touched him. I scooted closer to him, thrusting my hips and rubbing his erection against my silk covered pus.sy as I let my head fall back.
“I could cum like this…..” I admitted, my whole body completely submitted to his even if I was the one basically riding him.
“But you won’t.” his voice sent a zing of pleasure through my body and I bit my lip as I continued rocking into him.
“No?” I breathed, losing my own control fast.
“No you’ll cum with me inside of you Lila. Like this.” In one sharp move he’d pushed my panties aside and sheathed himself all the way inside of me, his hands gripping my hips tight to keep me in place and make me feel how fucking deep he could get. I cried out, my body shaking slightly at the sharp jolt of pain and then intense pleasure his body was giving me.
“Travis…” I whispered out his name like a plea, nothing felt as good as him inside of me…nothing would ever feel so fucking good….the thought was immediately overturned however as he gripped my waist tighter, holding me up slightly so he could pull out and then give me all of him again. “Oh yes….again, please….” The words sounded like my voice, definitely sounded like my thoughts though I hadn’t meant to say them. Whenever we were touching I felt like I was barely Lila anymore, but a sex starved being that could only survive with more of whatever Travis wanted to do to me. He obliged my request, his dick getting harder inside of me with every thrust and I was seeing stars as I tugged on his hair and he muttered something unintelligently that I couldn’t hear through the fog of lust and pleasure.
"More." It wasn’t what I’d wanted to say but it did the trick as I slid all the way down on to him, his dick hitting that spot inside of me that forced a cry from my throat and made Travis growl.
"Christ." he breathed out, and before I could ask him to his hands were yanking down the top of my dress and he was watching me with hungry eyes before his hands were on my breasts, on of them teasing my nipple with his fingers while his mouth teased the other into a delicious frenzy. His hands, his lips, his dick inside of me was almost too much to handle as I sped up, needing that release so bad but also wanting this feeling to last for forever.
“Oh god who needs drugs when there’s you?” I heard myself breathe out and I felt him smirk against my skin as his free hand tangled in my hair and pulled me down for a steamy kiss.
“Sometimes I think you’re reading my mind darling.” I tightened hard around him and his groan reverberated through my body.
“I wonder if it goes both ways….what am I thinking now?” I asked, looking down at him as I picked a steady pace and he leaned his chair back, watching my body move on top of his….fu.ck just watching him watch me was erotic as hell.
“You’re thinking you can’t get enough.” He growled and grabbed my hips to hit that spot again.
“I can’t!!” I moaned as I felt an orgasm building up that was probably going to just knock me out.
“I can’t either.” And then his mouth was on my breast again, his hand moving from cupping my other breast to cupping my ass, rolling our hips together until I could hardly see straight anymore. And then he was sitting up straight, holding my body in his arms and looking into my eyes as I teetered over the edge of a cliff so high…. “The minute I touch you you’re going to cum aren’t you?” his voice was low and barely restrained and all I could do was nod. “Damn you’re sweet.” And then his hand was between my legs and my body shot off like a rocket as I rode out the sweetest climax ever.
“Travis……” his name fell from my lips over and over until I felt him grip my hips tight and pound into me with a roar, his orgasm sending me into another and I didn’t even remember we were in his car in my parking lot where basically anyone could see me fucking him senseless, all that mattered was how much Travis Cole seriously rocked my world. And then some. I sank into his hard body, my face nuzzled in his neck as we took the time to recover.
"Are you hiding?" Travis asked eventually in a low voice, tilting his head down as he ran his hands through my hair softly. I pulled back, still high on him as I grinned. God that was awesome. And I wasn’t even fully satisfied, I could go again, again and again right now if he’d asked.
"I was trying to catch on my breath."
"That tired?" he smirked, killing me as he played with my hair and I tried not to rock my body because if I did I knew I’d start again. I bit down on my lip and shivered, knowing that this was the worst part each time, leaving him. My body hated it for good reason, but I wasn’t sure why the rest of me was so opposed.
"I think it's time for me to go..." I trailed off slowly even though I was dying to ask him to come upstairs and finish what we hadn’t even really started yet. I watched as his eyes moved to my chest and his fingers worked to pull the straps back to my shoulders, making me decent once again.
"It's already late for babies like you." He teased and I was happy to see he wasn’t grumpy or pissed off at me anymore.
"Yeah right." I said in a quiet chuckle as I set my hands on his shoulders and lifted myself up, making me gasp as he groaned when he left my body. "It's late for old men like you too." I added while we both fixed our clothes. His smirk turned into a genuine smile as he reached for a cigarette and set it between his lips before he started the car.
"Night Lila." He replied as I opened the door to the car, wondering what was going on in that head of his. I leaned in and pressed kiss against his cheek, determined to not feel upset. After all I had gotten just what I wanted…more actually. I should be thrilled.
“Night Trav."
[oh my god :333]
ReplyDeleteyou forgot your bag
yes i realized that.
ReplyDeleteit's in my office now
ReplyDeletedon't you have an assistant or something who can bring it to me?
ReplyDeleteI do but bringing purses back to their owners is not part of her job
ReplyDeleteso thoughtful. so bring it to me yourself.
ReplyDeleteokay then i'll have my assistant go get it. he's very flexible in his job requirements.
ReplyDeletethanks for bringing it in.
ReplyDeleteyoure welcome
ReplyDeleteare you in a good mood?
ReplyDeletepretty good :)
ReplyDeletehow about you?
ReplyDeleteI'm fine
ReplyDeletejust fine?
ReplyDeleteisn't it enough?
ReplyDeleteare you "fine" when you're with me?
ReplyDeletewhat are you?
ReplyDeleteit depends
ReplyDeletebecause i make you mad huh :3
ReplyDeleteyou infuriate me
ReplyDeletebut i feel so good ;)
ReplyDeleteyou do
ReplyDelete*laughs* and that infuriates you?
ReplyDelete*rolls his eyes*
ReplyDeleteif it helps you're pretty good at infuriating me too.
ReplyDeletei'm making you mad right now aren't i?
ReplyDeletenot mad
ReplyDeleteannoyed, grumpy, super pouty :3
ReplyDeleteyes -.-
ReplyDeletepoor travis :3
ReplyDelete*sighs* arent you working lila?!
ReplyDeleteof course. aren't you?
ReplyDelete....why do you ask?
ReplyDeleteyou seem distracted
ReplyDeleteno i'm just a woman ;) we multi-task.
ReplyDeleteif you say so
ReplyDeleteno to what exactly?
ReplyDeletejust to you. in general.
ReplyDeleteyes. we've established that.
ReplyDeleteyou usually say yes to me
ReplyDeleteyou usually offer me better things.
ReplyDeleteI'm offering you nothing now
ReplyDeleteyou were being grumpy and mean.
ReplyDeletegrumpy? probably. mean? no
ReplyDelete*rolls her eyes*
ReplyDeleteoh a glare from a grump.
ReplyDeleteyou can't expect much else
ReplyDeletei've come to expect orgasms when i'm with you instead ;)
ReplyDeletebut you're not with me
ReplyDeleteand yet you still manage glare at me..... :3
ReplyDeleteso im pretty sure you could still help me cum too. too bad i'm at work ;)
ReplyDeletei know.
ReplyDeletehows your project going?
ReplyDeletevery well.
ReplyDeletehows being a stuffy finance guy? ;)
ReplyDelete...stuffy?
ReplyDeletea little bit. sorry gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteI'm not stuffy
ReplyDeleteno?
ReplyDeleteI don't tihnk so
ReplyDeleteyou think you know me?
ReplyDeleteoh no, you won't let anyone know you travis.
ReplyDeletethat's not true
ReplyDeletesure.
ReplyDelete-.-
ReplyDeletewhy don't you want me to know you? i'm very nice.
ReplyDeleteI never said that
ReplyDeleteso let me.
ReplyDeleteI'm doing nothing to avoid it
ReplyDeleteyou're avoiding me, you wouldn't even bring me my purse!
ReplyDeleteI'm not avoiding you, I just don't have time to bring you your purse
ReplyDeleteyes. the 4 minutes it would have taken is such a damn struggle.
ReplyDeletecouldn't you lift your ass from your chair and get it instead of complaining?
ReplyDeleteI was working too. and no.
ReplyDeletewell if you had come to visit me you could have looked at it more.
ReplyDeleteI was working
ReplyDeleteand i was wearing a tight pencil skirt that made a guy in human resources actually run into the wall.
ReplyDeletetoo tight to walk?
ReplyDeleteno, it had a slit.
ReplyDeleteso why didn't you come get your purse?
ReplyDeletei told you. i was working.
ReplyDeleteso whatever it was inside wasn't so important
ReplyDeleteinside my purse?
ReplyDeleteyes
ReplyDeleteyou didn't peek? :3
ReplyDeleteof course not
ReplyDeleteno there was nothing interesting :3 spare keys to my families places, makeup, condoms, and probably a few granola bars. *shrugs*
ReplyDelete...why condoms?
ReplyDelete*shrugs* i've carried condoms with me since i lost my virginity.
ReplyDeletearen't you on the pill?!
ReplyDeleteyes travis, but that doesn't mean i trust all the men i sleep with the way i trust you.
ReplyDeleteokay good
ReplyDelete*shakes her head* i can't believe you just freaked out like that. what 22 year old do you know that want's to get knocked up by a narcissistic commitmentphobe?
ReplyDeleteI don't know, life's weird
ReplyDeleteI like when you agree
ReplyDeletei like when you're agreeable.
ReplyDeleteI always am
ReplyDeleteunless i'm asking you out.
ReplyDeleteI took you to dinner didn't I?
ReplyDeletethat was nice. until you got angry when i came on to you.
ReplyDeletemaybe I shouldn't have said yes in first place
ReplyDeleteyou didn't say yes in the first place. you said no. you're like a walking contradiction when it comes to me.
ReplyDeleteI'm not ready to have this conversation so early in the morning
ReplyDeleteI'm so not a morning person
ReplyDeleteno? you don't like morning sex? :3
ReplyDeleteso wise :3
ReplyDeletethat comes with old age ;)
ReplyDeletei wouldn't know i'm just an innocent little girl ;)
ReplyDeleteyou're far from innocent
ReplyDeleteam i?
ReplyDeletewell you would know....
ReplyDeleteI do
ReplyDeletemaybe you corrupted me :3
ReplyDeleteI doubt it
ReplyDeleteno? you think i've always been bad? :3
ReplyDeleteI don't know about always but I'm sure it wasnt my fault
ReplyDelete*laughs*
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeletei blame you a little...
ReplyDeletewhat did I do?
ReplyDeletemake me want to be bad.
ReplyDeleteam I a bad influence?
ReplyDeletevery much.
ReplyDeleteit doesn't seem to bother you
ReplyDeletei didn't say it did.
ReplyDeletethat's something I'd say
ReplyDeletemaybe you're rubbing off on me. *laughs*
ReplyDeleteright
ReplyDeletehopefully all my rubbing up on you will make you smile a little more ;)
ReplyDeleteprobably
ReplyDeleteyour smile is gorgeous trav.
ReplyDeleteare you trying to make me blush? ;)
ReplyDeletethat would be damn cute :3
ReplyDeleteI never blush
ReplyDeletei believe it.
ReplyDeleteI like when you do
ReplyDeletei don't too much! :3
ReplyDeleteno but still
ReplyDeletethat's the downside of fair skin :x
ReplyDeleteyour skin is perfect
ReplyDeletei get that a lot actually :3
ReplyDeleteI bet
ReplyDeletetrying to make me blush?
ReplyDeletetoo bad...
ReplyDeleteusually you making me blush leads to you touching me.
ReplyDeleteusually? we've been together three times, not one hundred
ReplyDeletewe've been around each other much more than three times.
ReplyDeletegod is this how you are with everyone? downsizing everything about what you feel?
ReplyDeletethere's nothing to downsize lila
ReplyDeleteyeah okay
ReplyDeletewhat are you doing?
ReplyDeleteI'm about to shower
ReplyDeleteoh :3
ReplyDeletei just got out of the shower
ReplyDeletemhm
ReplyDeletemhm?
ReplyDeleteokay
ReplyDeletehow are you?
ReplyDelete..fine?
ReplyDeleteis that a question or an answer?
ReplyDeleteim fine travis.
ReplyDeletejust wondering
ReplyDeletewhat about you?
ReplyDeleteI'm okay
ReplyDeletewhats wrong?
ReplyDeletenothing's wrong
ReplyDeleteoh good :)
ReplyDeletewhat are you thinking?
ReplyDeletei suggest you find a pretty girl and kiss her.
ReplyDeletethat's easy to achieve
ReplyDeletei know, cali is full of pretty girls.
ReplyDeletethe whole world is
ReplyDeleteare you going to be planning an around the world trip for new years? :3
ReplyDeletethat would be exhausting.
ReplyDeleteit'd be great
ReplyDeletei bet :3 would you pick up a hottie in every new country? *laughs*
ReplyDeleteat least ;)
ReplyDeleteoh are there sluttier countries than others? :3
ReplyDeleteI have no idea
ReplyDeletesilly :3
ReplyDeletewhy am i silly? :3
ReplyDeleteI wasn't aware we were talking about you
ReplyDeleteyes, conversations are pretty hard to follow in the morning :3
ReplyDeletewe were talking about slutty girls
ReplyDelete*laughs* well the jury's still out on whether or not i'm slutty ;)
ReplyDeleteyou don't look slutty
ReplyDeletelooks can be deceiving.
ReplyDeletei never really thought so, but i've only had casual sex since i came home from college so maybe i am.
ReplyDeletedon't worry trav i wasn't asking you.
ReplyDeleteI don't think you are but I don't know you that well
ReplyDeletedo you want to know me well?
ReplyDeleteto find out if you're slutty or not?
ReplyDeleteno trav, with you i know i'm slutty. i meant in general.
ReplyDeleteI can't know if you're slutty in general
ReplyDeleteoh my god. i meant do you want to know me. generally!!!
ReplyDeleteis that a yes or a no?
ReplyDeleteit didn't sound like a question
ReplyDeletedo you want to know me?
ReplyDeleteI'm knowing you already
ReplyDeletethat wasn't the question travis.
ReplyDelete