I wandered around the gallery, my eyes moving from a painting to another to another one for maybe the third time. Lila's works were amazing and gorgeous beyond words, and just like of her, I couldn't have enough of them apparently. I kept finding new details, wondering what she meant to say, when she had made them, I pictured her in my head, beautiful and lost in her inspiration while painting. At the same time I knew, I knew it, that the longer I spent there the higher the chance to run into Lila and that was something I wanted to avoid.
I stopped in front of a black and white portrait, my eyes taking in it carefully as I promised to myself that after this one, I'd go back home. After all I had gotten what I wanted, which was the painting of hands.
I stopped in front of a black and white portrait, my eyes taking in it carefully as I promised to myself that after this one, I'd go back home. After all I had gotten what I wanted, which was the painting of hands.
“Travis?” Her voice broke into my daze. Fuck.
I turned around and my eyes slowly took her in inch by inch. “Lila.” I smiled simply.
“What are you doing here?” She questioned.
"What do you think?" I retorted, trying to deflect like I always did but this time I didn't have much room to play with my words. She caught me, it was that simple, all the efforts I had made to go unnoticed had been vain and, if I thought about it, it had been stupid from me to hope I wouldn't have run into her. She was the artist after all. And still, I hadn't been able to miss this chance of seeing her art and now that I was finally watching her soul painted on canvas I couldn't really regret it either.
She blinked her gorgeous green eyes at me, cocking her head to the side a little and looking damn pretty. "I don't know, that's why I asked you." She said back, looking so taken aback that she didn't even bothered to get annoyed.
"I came to see your work." I answered quietly, admitting it because oh well what was I supposed to say? We were in a fucking gallery, it wasn't like I could be there by accident.
At my words the corner of her pink lips turned up in a small smile, her eyes smiling with them too as she looked at me. But then she furrowed her brows abruptly, "How did you know?"
I suppressed the urge to groan or roll my eyes at her question because who cared how or why. I was there because I had good reasons to be there. "I did my homework's." I winked at her, deciding for a playful tone instead of the usual annoyed or mad one that was so much more me.
She blushed slightly and shook her head, "That doesn't really tell me anything." She said in a chuckle, "How?! I'm curious..."
"I can't give all my secrets away." I grinned, using my charm and the effect I had on her to distract her for her focus. Truth was, I was borderline embarrassed, not that I'd ever admit that.
"You give nothing away Trav." She sighed but didn't push it further, her eyes wandering around before landing on mine again. Her lips cursed together and her expression went more serious, "What do you think?"
"So far, so good." I said just as seriously, letting out the part where I had already been inspecting almost all her pieces. They were really stunning. "Mostly the hands." I added as my mind went back to the drawing that, well, was mine now.
“Thank you. Too bad it looks like someone already bought it.” Lila teased, of course not having idea of what I had done and she'd never knew. It was my dirty secret, my guilty pleasure, something that I had had to do with no reason at all.
“Too bad.” I agreed, keeping my eyes on her and noticing how glowing she was, surrounded by her art. “You look gorgeous tonight.” I added and reached out to slide a finger through one of the curls framing her porcelain face, her hair not blonde anymore but still making her look beautiful. “You’re right, I do like red too.” I said softly.
“I'm sure it’ll be blonde again in a month.” She smirked, shrugging her shoulders but my eyes were now behind her, something else of her capturing my attention.
“Lila….” I muttered in a low tone, looking at the self-portrait that showed a lot more of her than, in my opinion, should have shown. “Tell me you’re not selling this one.”
She turned her 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.” I groaned, my mood shifting suddenly and I felt the urge to protect her. From what? I didn't even know. This age thing was fucking with my head, but god she was so naive sometimes.
She blinked back at me, laughing lightly. “It’s art Trav, not porn.” She shook her head, wondering how she could let everybody see her like that.
A little growl left my lips and I shook my head, my annoyance annoying me and my eyes not leaving the painting. “Still.” I muttered under my breath, noticing how all the male eyes were on that one too.
She turned to face me, our bodies close and she backed up a few steps. “Are you hungry?” She asked, the invitation not matching her attempt to put a distance between us but still making me want to think about how much I wanted to devour her. “Do you want to get some dinner I mean?”
“No.” I said fast, knowing that I couldn't have her again, it was too risky. I didn't want her to get attached and no matter how many times she told me she didn't even like me and she didn't want anything else but sex, I didn't believe her.
She shrugged. “Okay. See you later then.” She turned to walk away, showing me her perky ass that I was dying to make mine. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone you like art.” She joked. “Or me.” She laughed at her own joke and before I knew it I was back beside her, not able to let her go like that. Damn it.
“Dinner then.” I said before I could change my mind once again.
“What you think you can turn me down and then just take it back a second later?” She asked, getting annoyed at my mood changes.
“Yes.” I answered simply.
“There’s that tiny vocabulary again.” She shook her head. “Thank god you’re good looking.”
"I don't want to ruin your mood on your night." I said simply as I ignored the compliment, feeling genuinely bad about going at the gallery uninvited and unannounced, messing with her with no reason at all and not being as nice as I should have been. It was her night after all, and my mother had thought me some matters.
She stared at me for a long moment, pursing her lips together, "Are you changing your mind again?" She asked eventually, the words coming out of her mouth slowly.
I shook my head and smiled, liking how she went from sexy to cute in a second. "No." I paused, "Are you sure you can leave?"
She smiled back at me as she nodded, looking around quickly before making eye contact again, "I've been here for hours now." She explained, a proud expression on her face before she broke into a chuckle and set a hand on her flat stomach, "And I'm hungry."
"Good." I smirked at her, part of me wishing she knew what she as getting herself into.
"I'm going to grab my things, I'll be right back." She said hurriedly and I had the feeling that she was afraid I could disappear or something. Or maybe it was just my impression. That was the thing about her, she made me think too much. She made me think period, when I never thought around girls instead.
"I'll wait outside." I nodded and walked past her, brushing my hand against her lower back in the process as I made my way out the gallery. Once outside I took a deep breath then blew it out in a sigh while I wondered what the fuck I was doing. I had rules. And I was breaking them all, aware that it'd come back to bite not my ass but hers. God I wanted to bite that perfect ass of hers. I reached for a cigarette from the inner pocket of my jacket and lit it, staring in front of me and getting lost in my thoughts as I waited. Flashbacks of the times we had been together crowded my mind, her naked body, her soft lips, her perky breasts moving as she rode me, her firm a.ss grinding against me as I fucked her hard against the wall...it was all driving me insane.
The noise of a door closing broke into my thoughts, heels ticking against the sidewalk letting me know she was already there. "I don't like this." Lila said softly as she stopped in front of me, her hand lifting to reach for the cigarette between my lips and tossing it on the ground as she bored her eyes into mine.
I stared back at her as I blow the smoke out of a corner of my mouth, my hand tangling with her hair before I could even know and pulling her close to me. Without a word I took her mouth, the silence around us almost unreal as our lips locked together, I was positive I could hear her breathing. When she set her hands on my chest, I broke the kiss, feeling like a fool because I thought that by having her mouth on mine could ease my craving of her when it only made it worse instead. "Let's go." I said simply as I pulled away.
She followed me to my car, smirking a little when she saw it. "Where's your bike?" She asked.
"Sleeping at home." I smirked back at her as I opened the door for her.
"Nice car." She said coyly as she turned to get inside and giving me a damn good view of her curves.
"Nice a.ss" I said with my grin still in place before walking to the driving side.
Once we both closed the doors she turned her head in my direction, looking excited and so adorable I knew, I knew it, what I wasn't going to control myself at all. "Where are you taking me?" She asked.
I couldn't help lifting her chin with two fingers while my thumb brushed against her cheek, my eyes hypnotized by how gorgeous she was in the semi darkness of the late afternoon. "Where do you want me to take you?" I asked back, seriously considering to take her nowhere and just fuck her there, in the parking lot.
“A restaurant.” Lila teased back, biting her lips as she gave me a meaningful look.
“Such a smartass.” I shook my head and pulled away from the curb driving my car just like I rode my bike, which meant fast.
“I swear to god Travis if you don’t slow down-“
I turned to her with a look of pure amusement in my face. “You’ll what?” I countered, knowing there was nothing she could do unless she wanted to throw herself out of the car. “You know most girls find a little danger sexy.” I pointed out just to annoy her and she 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.” She said the compliment even though the tone of voice sounded more like she was insulting me and I smirked.
“Secondly?” I asked, egging her on, thinking that her 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.” She pinned me with a look and I sighed. Damn brothers, no wonder why she as single.
“And you said I was the buzz kill.” I replied dramatically even though I was still supremely amused.
She muttered something about how I was a buzzkill under her breath as I pulled up to one of the top restaurants in the city since it seemed like the most logical choice for celebrating her big night at the gallery. Also it was safe enough for me not to drag her into the bathroom or slip my hand under her dress while we were eating. She blinked back at me. “What are you trying to impress me or something?” She questioned.
“It would be a shame to waste that dress and those heels anywhere else.” I said simply, getting out of the car without another word as she got out and followed me as I handed my keys to the valet.
“You confuse the hell out of me.” She shook her head and followed me as we got seated in a more private booth in the back.
“Why do I confuse you?” I asked, raising a brow as she placed herself as far away from me as she 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.” She shook her head while I tried to pay attention to her words more than to her boobs that looked fantastic in that dress. I wanted to bite them.
“But you’re not most women?” I asked, trying to read her thoughts as I looked at her, then feeling annoyed again because there was really no need to have this conversation. We were here now, so it was pointless.
“I would have put out in the car without a meal.” She shrugged, admitting what I already knew. “But don’t confuse that with me wanting to actually date you.” She corrected, looking actually a little uncomfortable in the fancy place with me at her side.
“Then why did you ask me to dinner?” I questioned, trying to trick her into admitting that she was wrong. Maybe she didn't want to date me, but there was no way she wanted sex only. She was a girl.
“Because we’re friends, and I'm hungry.” She said as if that was obvious, when it wasn't instead. “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." I said simply, looking at her and waiting for her reaction. There was something about her tonight, it was as if she had finally found the filter she had never had before but her body kept talking to me loud and clear. It was weird. She was weird.
She rolled her eyes and let out a small sigh, "Why do you always have this annoying way to pinpoint and explain everything?" She scoffed.
"I'm a man." I answered simply, not letting her words bother me but they only made me grin instead, "And you asked why I took you here first." I added with the kind of smirk I knew had a big effect on her.
"Yeah and you told me because of my dress." She waved her hand in the air, as if dismissing my previous words.
I leaned back, setting my forearms on the edge of the table as I squared my shoulders, my eyes boring into hers. "That's not the only reason." I said seriously, wondering why in hell I was feeling so restless all of a sudden. It was as if I couldn't stand having her so close yet so far.
She furrowed her brows, curiosity showing on her pretty face. "Why?" She asked then shook her head, as if she was having an inner dialogue with herself, "I warn you, I'm not in the mood for cryptic Travis." She looked at me as she kept squirming in her place and I couldn't help wondering if she was feeling what I felt. Instead of talking, I just gave her an amused look. "What?" She sighed once again and pushed her bangs off her eyes, failing.
I reached for her hair and brushed it by one side, my finger tips barely touching her eyebrow but that little contact was enough for her to give me all her attention and, mostly, to make her silent. "You're adorable. And if I had taken you to any other restaurant I would've ended up dragging you in the bathroom." I paused to glance around at the people dressing in fancy clothes before looking back at her, my hand dropping on my lap in the process, "Here I have to behave."
"I'm not sure if I'm happy to be here anymore." She said in a whisper, her face completely serious and her eyes were bright and big again, no filter this time.
"Yes you are." I flashed her a bigger smirk as I reached for the menu, reading it quickly before peeking up at her while she did the same. Once I picked my food I waited for her and just looked at her face, my hands rolling into fists then opening again and again as I fought the urge to grab her and pull her closer to me.
"Can you stop?" She asked as she gave me a quick side glance, pulling me back from my thoughts.
"I'm doing nothing." I said back since, for once, I was really doing nothing. Was all this energy killing her too? Because sure as hell it was giving me a hard time.
"You keep staring." She answered quietly, this time not looking at me but her pink lips curved into a small smirk anyway, "I can't pick my food if you keep that going."
I shook my head and smirked too, tearing my eyes away from her to let them wander around, "You don't have much time." I said as I spotted a waiter approaching our table even though I meant a whole other thing too. I couldn't look away from her, I couldn't, not when she was so damn gorgeous and looking as edible as ever.
“Lila?” The guy said and she peeked over her menu, breaking into a huge a grin. I was missing something out apparently.
“Dylan! How are you?”
He nodded. “Really well. Wow, you look incredible.”
She blushed at the compliment and I, without even noticing, took advantage of that moment to close the distant she had put between us. She glanced back at me, “This is Travis, we….we work together.” She stumbled through the words with no reason at all because that was what we were. We worked together. “Travis this is Dylan, we used to date.”
I gave the man a once over before shooting him a tight grin, wondering what Lila could have in common with him. She was so obviously out of his league.
“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 she thanked him before turning back to me, the lack of distance between us making me even more restless while I tried to connect the dots about Lila's love life. There was the so called best friend and then there was this waiter and I didn't know why but I couldn't help thinking that she could have done better in both cases.
“You dated a waiter?” I asked, my brow raised but not because of the guy's work really, I was in no position to judge anyone, but I was...annoyed. Both this Dylan and Riley looked like kids.
She widened her eyes, of course offended, and folded her arms over her chest. “He’s a part time waiter. He’s also a musician.” She explained and watched as the sides of my mouth twitched up because at this point, the only way to kill my annoyance was to fuel hers.
“Oh you’re right that’s way better.” I shook my head, set on picking on her just because.
She narrowed her eyes on me. “What does it matter to you who I’ve dated?”
“Good point.” I replied, not really caring about that anyway.
“I assume you don’t have any ex-girlfriends I can pick apart because you’re too busy for relationships right?” She went on almost without breathing and I remembered suddenly why I didn't like talking with girls that much. They got all heated too fast and for the wrong reasons.
“I’ve dated women before Lila.” I replied simply, my eyes going back to the menu.
“Dated them like this is a “date”?” She questioned. “Or has Travis Cole actually fallen in love before?”
"As crazy as it might sound yes, Travis Cole actually fell in love before." I said in a bitter tone, wanting to be done with the subject before she could even start. It wasn't anyone's business and it was mostly not hers. My private life was just that, private.
She seemed taken aback by my answer but at the same time I could tell she was pleased too. "How was she?" She asked after a moment of silence, her tone oozing curiosity.
"It doesn't matter." I cut her off, not even looking at her and all I got was her sliding away from me again. Her loss. No one has ever been able to make me so frustrated in such a short amount of time. Ever. And no matter how I had promised to myself I'd behave and force myself to keep my temper in check, it was a hopeless cause.
The waiter come back again, a bottle of champagne in his hands and a smile on his face as he stared at Lila, who seemed just as happy to stare back at him while I was happy to stare at nothing. "Thanks Dylan." She said in a sweet tone when he poured the wine into our glasses then, thank god, disappeared. Then she turned to me again, her face changing as she raised one eyebrow at me, "What are we celebrating again? Or 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." I retorted, keeping a straight face since two could play this game, "Scared of what you could be able to do?"
She narrowed her eyes on me and I didn't know if it was because I was right or just for the sake of it. "I need my space." She protested but it was a weak answer, not one of her sharp ones. Point taken, for me.
At that I let out a small laugh, bringing my glass to my mouth, "Oh yeah, you're all about space darling." I smirked before taking a sip of champagne, thinking that I was about to go crazy with all this mood swings. It was challenging though, in a way.
She snorted at the nickname and rolled her pretty eyes before drinking, "Why can't we have a normal conversation? Why do you always have to annoy me?" She asked, more to herself than to me probably.
"I must be talented." I kept smirking, once again promising to myself I wouldn't lose my temper. Again. "And we can, only not about my ex-girlfriend."
She bit down on her lip and looked at me, I could tell she was dying to argue and ask more instead, while I was only waiting for her to take the right decision. "Okay." She said eventually, her voice a lot smaller than before and almost making me feel bad for...I didn't even know for what.
I took a deep breath and dropped my hand on her thigh, squeezing it as I looked at her, even offering a smile. "Are you ready to order?"
Lila scooted closer and leaned in, pressing her lips against mine softly once, twice, and a third time. That, was surprising. Not that I could complain. “I can’t just order you?” She whispered against my lips and I grinned.
“Careful.”
“I thought you had to behave here.”
I growled and then my hand was on her lower back, pulling her towards me possessively because when I was around her I got...like this. “We don’t have to stay here.” I replied, seriously considering to just go and fuck her senseless in my car.
“I thought you wanted to talk.” She said instead.
I pulled back just a little and looked down at her. “What do you want to talk about?”
“I'm going to ask you about your ex again but only one question.” God.
I narrowed my eyes but didn’t move away. “No.”
“Was it worth it?” She pressed, ignoring my denial completely.
I blinked. “Was what worth it?” I asked, surprised because I wasn't sure if I was getting this right.
“I’ve never been in love.” She said simply, shrugging her shoulders. “Makes me wonder if it’s really all it’s cracked up to be.”
“….you’ve never been in love?” I asked, surprised once again because it seemed odd to me. I always made fun of her because she was young, but she wasn't really a kid.
She shook her head and licked her lips slowly. “I don’t think so.” She replied.
“That surprises me.” I added and turned back when the waiter approached us, looking between us like a moron who couldn't mind his own business.
We ordered our food before Lila turned back to me. “You didn’t answer my question.”
"What was it again?" I asked, playing innocent even though this time I was determined to answer. I was getting better already, wasn't I?
She licked her lips slowly as she stared at me, the look into her eyes so warm, correction, so hot, that it was a lethal mix combined to her sweet scent. I wondered if she was even aware of how effortlessly sexy and irresistible she was. "You know what it was Travis..." She trailed off in a whisper.
"I'm getting distracted." I said casually as I let my eyes drop down on her lips, my grip on her getting tighter almost automatically, a reflex I wasn't even conscious to have.
"Is it my fault?" She asked coyly and leaned further into me, I could tell she was pleased by my reaction but at the same time she wasn't going to give up. Girls were always stubborn like that and I was sure that Lila was no exception.
"Yes." I groaned then forced myself to pull away because no matter how fucking tempting she was or how hard I could try to deflect, in the end if I didn't give her what she wanted all I'd get would be teasing
She broke into a grin that made her look so naughty I felt my hands itch immediately. "Ops." She chucked to herself, back to cute in one second flat.
I let out a breath as I composed myself, running a hand through my hair as I broke eye contact. "It's a loaded question Lila." I said more seriously and I couldn't help sounding a little bitter. It wasn't a subject I liked, I was making no mystery about it.
She shrugged, "It seems pretty simple to me. Yes or not." She said back in that naive way that made her look even younger than she was.
"I think it is." I nodded eventually. "It was worth it. But the consequences..." I trailed off and got lost into my thoughts as they went back to Karlie. "It's never simple. But you're too young to get it." I added in a teasing tone, because I really didn't want to say more about a past I'd rather forget.
“It’s good to know.” Lila smiled sweetly and I rose a brow. “That it’s worth it I mean. Consequences aside.” She winked at me and I wondered for a moment how my ex was doing after our talk as our food came out. “Looks yummy.” She grinned, thanking the guy and then digging right in.
“That’s it?” I asked, studying her. “You’re not going to pry anymore?”
She looked back and smirked before shaking her head. “About your ex? No trust me I think the less I know about her the better.” She admitted and for once I agreed with her. First of all because there was nothing for her to know, second of all I didn't see why she should.
“You’re very…” I trailed off, almost not realizing that I was actually talking.
“Weird?” She finished for me. “I know.” She grinned and went back to her food, looking oddly enthusiast about her mashed potatoes. Cute.
“You are weird.” I agreed between bites. “But that wasn’t the word I was looking for.”
She laughed at that. “Talented? Beautiful? Sex Goddess?” She offered up, blushing as she complimented herself as if she was almost making fun of herself. She was confident, of course, but never cocky and that was something I liked.
“Humble?” I offered, playing along and making her laugh, that enough for me to get a feeling of fulfillment.
“Not so much I'm afraid.” She shrugged. “But with 7 siblings if you don’t believe you’re awesome you get a little lost in the crowd.”
“You talk a lot about your family.” I pointed out, since she never spent more than one hour without mentioning her infamous siblings.
“They’re a big part of my life. Isn’t yours?”
"Yes." I said simply, eating but barely focusing on my food since I was too busy looking at her, kind of impressed of how relaxed the mood between us was now. You can still cut the sexual tension with a knife, but what was new.
She took a sip of her champagne and nodded slowly, "I guessed so." She said back quietly and I raised one eyebrow at her, "I'm very smart and I assume a lot of things Trav." She added with a smirk.
"I know you're smart." I agreed with her as my smirk mirrored hers, liking how she responded to my compliments, even if not verbally. She made a face as if she was flattered but at the same time she was aware of deserving them, it was cute. "What else did you assume? Please, tell me." I said with an amused tone, wondering how far her fantasy could go or if she would get close to reality instead.
She swallowed as she looked lost in a thought for a moment, her eyes leaving mine and her brows furrowing. "Let me see." She paused and I couldn't resist just staring at her, waiting impatiently because, believe it or not, I was interested in what usually came out of her mouth. "I know you have two brothers, the one I met looks a lot like you only he's nicer and less grumpy." She peeked at me to find me with my eyes narrowed on her and broke into a chuckle, "See I'm right."
I smiled again, knowing she was but not wanting to admit it. "Go on." I ordered before bringing a bite to my mouth.
"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." I said quietly, not confirming but not denying.
She had had to get that she was slipping under my skin, that for a moment I was relaxed and not necessarily closed up and took advantage of it, "What I can't really picture is your parents." She pushed her luck, leaning her elbows on the table and staring at me, "What are they? Doctors? Lawyers?"
"You're wrong this time, your ability of assuming is failing." I smirked at as I 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." I explained quietly but I couldn't hide a hint of pride in my tone because, no matter how I had detested that when I was a teenager, I wasn't ashamed to admit that my parents were just normal people. There was nothing wrong with that, they were good people and had done a great job with me and my brothers, now I could see that.
Lila smiled sweetly at me and licked her lips. “It makes sense.” She nodded.
“What does?” I asked, a little distracted to be honest.
“Your family. You.” She replied. “You’re a good man.”
I shifted as she spoke and shook my head because I wasn't bad but that didn't mean I was necessarily good either. “You really shouldn’t assume things Lila.”
“That wasn’t an assumption.” She replied, pointing at my plate with her fork. “Is something wrong with your food?”
I blinked down at the pasta and shook my head, realizing that I wasn't done yet. I swear she made me lose all my focus. “No.” I started eating and she grinned as she followed suit.
“So what now?” She asked lifting her eyes to mine and I rose a brow in question.
“What do you mean?” I asked back, never a fan of plans unless it was work.
“I mean after dinner. The gallery sent a car for me so I'm going to have to get home somehow.”
I smirked at her, wondering if she was playing one of her tricks to get me into her bed or she was just hinting at how I could have what I wanted instead. “Well maybe you should have thought about that before you asked me to dinner.” I grinned and she rolled her eyes.
“If you’re afraid to be alone with me I’ll just take a cab.” She smiled.
“Why would I be afraid to be alone with you.” I questioned because that sounded like nonsense to me. There was nothing about Lila to be afraid of, she was harmless.
She shrugged and leaned into me. “Probably because I'm not against using my charm to seduce you.” She winked and smiled a half smile that had me groaning and shaking my 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." I smirked and glanced at her before finally deciding to start eating like a normal person and trying not to get distracted by her. Again.
"Because it wasn't there already?" She asked softly as she inched closer to me, slowly but not enough for me not to notice.
I just shrugged, making a point of not looking at her and eating because I needed a moment to make up my mind. I hated that whenever I was next to Lila I lost my ability to make decisions, fast and good ones. It was all a blur, I was pulled by opposite needs, opposite wants, mind and soul started fighting and so far I had always ended up following my dicks desires instead, only to promise to myself I'd stop and make up for it the next time.
She didn't wait for my response and poked my side, the gesture so silly and genuine that surprised me. I was used to girls trying to impress me to get into my pants, this was refreshing. Oh youth. "I refuse to believe you didn't think about taking me in your car." She said bluntly but blushed at the same time, while I smirked at her choice of words because it sounded exactly like I'd say it myself. Take her.
I finished my food and turned my head slowly, smirk still in place as our eyes met again. "Isn't that a little presumptions from you?" I asked in an amused tone.
She bit down on her lip, staring at me with those gorgeous eyes. "I know that you're attracted to me..." She trailed off as if there was something else she wanted to say but she holding back.
I used my thumb to free her lip as I leaned into her, grinning. "Who wouldn't be?" I asked in a low tone thinking that no, no one could really resist her. And that I was just a man, a fucking weak one since I kept wanting to rip her clothes off.
“But it’s not just that.” Lila replied, ignoring my words and pissing me off because of course it was just that. And of course she had to say that it wasn't.
“Oh?” I blinked, my annoyance only fueling my desire.
“This is more than attraction and you know it.” She said simply, gesturing between us. “When we’re together….I can’t be the only one who loses the rest of the world….” She said seriously, picking probably the worst words she could have picked.
“Lila.”
“I'm not talking about emotionally.” She shook her 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.”
I just turned into her further, not denying since at least the last part was true. “So?”
She took a deep breath and she watched as my eyes flicked downward as she let it out. “So….so nothing. If you don’t want to act on what you want that’s your loss.” She ended, sipping her champagne.
“I don’t…” I started before shaking my head. I was so bad at talking. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what? I'm confused Travis, I don’t know what you think you have to lose….” She licked her lips. “Unless it’s not really me who you’re afraid is going to get attached….” She trailed off, looking for signs in my eyes as she set her hands on my chest. “Maybe I do it for you too well and you’re the one who’s going to come crawling back for more.” She smirked, joking and playing with me but only making me mad.
“I want to fuck plenty of women that I choose not to. You’re not special Lila, you’re just a pretty girl.” I said roughly, my voice far too raw.
“Nice try gorgeous.” She winked. “So I guess I’ll be calling a cab then?”
I stared at her for a moment then looked away, angry because she was pushing the wrong buttons and also angry because I was getting angry. "No, I can give you a ride back home." I said in monotone, trying to bottle up the turmoil inside of me. Times like these I just needed to let my frustration out, but unfortunately I didn't have anything to punch. I hated that she thought she was right and didn't realize that I has fucking good reasons to be so set on keeping her as far as me as possible and it wasn't because I was the one scared of getting attached. I didn't want to get attached and I was damn good at getting what I wanted always.
She set her hand on my forearm and I snapped my head in her directions giving her a hard look that met her soft one instead. "You don't have to Travis, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself." She said in a tone that was still sweet, still quiet, still patient, as if she was sensing that it was the better way to handle me at the moment.
"I said I'm taking you home Lila." I repeated in the same tone, only more final as I nodded at the waiter to get his attention, glancing at her only a second, "Do you want something else?" I asked and when she shook her head I looked at the guy at our table. "The check please."
"Trav..." Her silky voice pulled me to her again, her fingers clutching around my arm in a gentle squeeze. I turned my head in her direction slowly and bored my eyes into hers, waiting. She lifted her other hand, but instead of running it through her hair like I was expecting her to do she used her finger tips to trace the hard line of my lips instead. "Don't get mad over nothing. It was a nice night after all-" She cut herself off when the guy reappeared again and I gave him my credit card. "And thank you for dinner." She added and pressed a kiss on my cheek before standing up, surprising me for how incredibly cool she was being while I was fuming, whatever the reason was.
"You're welcome." I followed her, dropping my hand on the small of her back as I led her outside the restaurant and I noticed her shivering. I opened the door of my car for her fast, "Hurry, I don't want you to get a cold." I said quietly then walked to the passenger side to climb inside.
Once inside I started the engine and felt Lila's eyes on me immediately. "Are you going to pout until you drop me?" She asked eventually.
"I don't pout Lila." I said back stubbornly, keeping my eyes on the street. "You drive me fucking insane." I added with a groan.
"Last time I checked it wasn't a bad thing." She retorted in a chuckle, still completely immune to my mood.
I glanced at her at the red lights and the look on her face was one I couldn't kept being an ass to. "You're something Lila." I sighed and shook my head before the lights turned green again.
“You say that a lot.” She grinned wickedly at me and I growled under my breath. “What exactly is it that you’re pouting about?” She questioned, tilting her head to the side and crossing her leg over the other.
“I'm not-“
“Okay okay, what is making you so grumpy then?” She changed her wording and I sighed.
“I…I don’t know.” I said finally, not even bothering to look for words.
She widened her eyes before leaning back. “Sounds frustrating.” She wiggled in her seat as she side glanced at me. “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.” She teased and I 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.”
She rolled her eyes. “Everyone at Apple is sleeping with each other, it’s not against the rules.”
“I don’t want to.” I said finally, pulling to a stop at another light.
“You don’t want to?” She echoed, blinking back at me.
“That’s what I said.”
She shook her head and sighed. “Fucking coward.” She said under her breath, crossing her legs again this time to angle away from me as she looked out the window.
“What did you just call me?” My voice had turned low and I glared at her, wondering where she was finding the balls to call me that. I wasn't a fucking coward.
“You heard me.” She snapped back.
I tightened my grip on the wheel and ignored her, knowing that I was this close to lose it. She was so fucking infuriating. I was happy we were finally at her home, because the more time we spent together in my car the more I risked to say things I shouldn't. She was such a baby, I didn't even have to bother to argue with her, it was useless and not even. I killed the engine and bent over her enough to reach for the handle and push the door of my car open. "Here you are." I said between my clenched teeth, ignoring how close we were.
"You're not just a coward, you're an asshole too." She said back at me, her face red as her voice got louder.
I stared at her, my jaw still set. "Get out." I ordered, making clear what I wanted just in case she hadn't gotten it yet.
"God you're so stupid for being so smart!" She kept going as she leaned into me just to basically shout in my face, looking as pissy and scary as a puppy barking a little louder than usual. "I'm asking nothing here and you still manage to say no. What kind of man would say no?!"
"Get. Out." I said one more time, her words only making me more furious and I didn't handle that well. I had been trying all night, now I could say it hadn't worked.
She reached for the door again and slammed it shut, "No! Answer to me Travis!"
"Are you nuts Lil?!" I retorted, taken aback by her reaction but this time it wasn't a good thing. I didn't like crazy, I really didn't.
She closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair nervously before looking back at her. "You keep making excuses. I don't understand." She said eventually as if she was doing her best to compose herself but wasn't really working.
"You talked too fucking much tonight." I groaned, tired of this nonsense at this point. At that she widened her eyes and I saw her hand moving fast, heading straight to my face, but I was faster and grabbed her wrist. Next thing I knew our lips were crashing together. If this was the only way to keep her quiet I wasn't going to complain.
“You are the worst.” Lila groaned against my lips.
“Shut. Up.” I ordered and just kissed her harder, efficiently shutting her up as I pulled her into my lap and just on top of my erection. The effect she had on me was hard not to notice, in more ways than one.
“When did that happen?” She grinned as she grinded against me and I just glared again. “I know….shut up.” She replied as she leaned in and kissed me harder, sliding her tongue against my lips, taking her time to explore every inch of my mouth.
“Lila….” My hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer as my lips moved down her neck.
“Mmmm…” She let her eyes close as I bit down on her shoulder and tried not to bite too hard. My hands slid up her thighs, pushing her dress around her waist and groaning as my hands held her thighs. “We….” She breathed. “We’re outside….” She trailed off, “We can’t….”
“You wanted this Lila.” I growled.
“God you’re annoyingly sexy.” She groaned and started unbuttoning my shirt to slide her hands over my skin.
"Don't waste your breath talking." I muttered as my hands slid up the back of her thighs and under her dress, cupping her a.ss to press her hard against my erection, needing that friction and a lot more.
"Trav." She moaned and rocked her hips against me feverishly as her hands moved back up my neck. "Come upstairs."
I looked up at her as I pushed her panties aside, my fingers cupping her pussy from behind and feeling how wet she was. "No, I want you here." I growled, mad with desire at this point and only hoping she wouldn't start arguing now. I was too far already, I had to have her.
"What if someone sees us." She breathed out but I knew she was having a hard time talking, her voice was pure pleasure and surrender. I loved it.
"Stop thinking Lila, and trust me." I ordered as I pressed my lips against her neck to kiss her silky skin, to fill my lungs with her intoxicating scent, while I remembered the words she had said to me the last time, about how she actually trusted me even if she didn't know me.
Her body tensed of top of mine before she finally let go, giving herself to me just like I wanted. "Okay." She whispered eventually, tangling her hands in my hair and making me smirk against her jaw.
My free hand went to my pants and I unbuttoned them as fast as I could, every second spent out of her a wasted one. "Good girl."
Lila only gasped and let out a light cry as I pulled out my erection. I was aching for her, aching. She instinctively reached out for it, holding it tight in her hand and moving slowly up and down as her eyes lifted to my face, her touch perfect on me.
“Lil.” My name for her was raw on my lips but I lost control when she touched me, she turned me into a sex driven animal.
She scooted closer to me, thrusting her hips and rubbing my erection against her silk covered pussy as she let her head fall back. “I could cum like this…..” She admitted, her whole body completely submitted to me like it was supposed to be, even if she was the one basically riding me. It wasn't about positions, it was about roles.
“But you won’t.” I said in a serious tone and she bit her lip as she continued rocking into me.
“No?” She breathed, losing her own control fast.
“No you’ll cum with me inside of you Lila. Like this.” In one sharp move I’d pushed her panties aside and sheathed myself all the way inside of her, my hands gripping her hips tight to keep her in place and make her feel how fucking deep I could get.
She cried out, her body shaking slightly. “Travis…” She whispered out my name like a plea as I gripped her tiny waist tighter, holding her up slightly so I could pull out of her slowly and then give her all of me again. There was no other way to do this. “Oh yes….again, please….”
I grinned at the plea, loving that she said it without me even needing to ask, and I gave her what she wanted as I repeated the motion again and again and again, every time it being harder for me to control myself since she got tighter at each thrust, her moans got louder and my d.ick got harder. I stared at her with lust fogged eyes, them taking her all in as I guided myself inside of her since I didn't want to lose even one of the emotions that were on display on her gorgeous face. "F.uck Lila." I growled unintelligently when she gave a rough tug at my hair.
She ignored me completely, too lost in the moment to function. "More." Was all she was able to say in a breathy voice that almost sounded like an order, or more like a need she wanted me to fulfill. And I was more than happy to give her what she wanted in this way.
Her hips rolled on top of mine before she eased herself all the way down onto me until I was balls deep inside of her, the head of my d.ick hitting her soft spot and making her throat vibrate with a loud cry while I roared. "Christ." I breathed out, wondered how was it possible that even being buried so deep into her didn't seem enough to me. My hands went to the neckline of her dress to pull it down roughly along with her bra, freeing her perky breast and giving me the sweetest view ever. Her nips, hard and pink, were staring at me as a temptation that was impossible to resist. Cupping her chest, I lowered my head to take one of those rosy peaks into my mouth as my index finger and thumb captured the other one, pinching, pulling, biting, sucking, I got crazy while she picked a faster pace as she rode me, taking more and more of me like she needed. I was seeing the stars for how fucking epic she was, I was so high on her I never wanted to come back down.
“Oh god who needs drugs when there’s you?” Lila breathed out and I smirked against her skin as my free hand tangled in her hair and pulled her down for a steamy kiss.
“Sometimes I think you’re reading my mind darling.”
She tightened hard around me and my groan reverberated through her body. “I wonder if it goes both ways….what am I thinking now?” She asked, looking down at me as she picked a steady pace and I leaned my chair back, watching her body move on top of me, the way she moved was the most erotic thing I had ever seen in my whole life.
“You’re thinking you can’t get enough.” I growled and grabbed her hips to hit that spot again.
“I can’t!!” She moaned as her face twisted in pleasure.
“I can’t either.” I admitted then my mouth was on her breast again, my hand moving from cupping her other breast to cupping her ass, rolling our hips together like no tomorrow, next I was sitting up straight, holding her body in my arms and looking into her eyes, studying them and getting lost. “The minute I touch you you’re going to cum aren’t you?” My voice was low and barely restrained and all she could do was nod. “Damn you’re sweet.” I muttered as my hand went between her legs and her body shot off like a rocket as she rode out her climax. Holy shit.
“Travis……” My name fell from her lips over and over until I gripped her hips tight and pound into her with a roar, my own mindblowing orgasm sending her into another and I forgot everything, both my mind and body all on Lila.
She sank into my body, her face nuzzled in my neck as we took the time to recover. I wrapped my arms around her as I leaned my head back against my seat, listening to our ragged breaths while they slowed down, Lila's body heaving up and down against me. I closed my eyes a moment and swallowed, not even close to feel sated but knowing that there was nothing I could do about it. "Are you hiding?" I asked eventually in a low voice, tilting my head down as I ran my hands through her hair.
She pulled back regretfully, almost lazily, and looked at me with a big smile on her face. "I was trying to catch on my breath."
"That tired?" I smirked at her, still playing with her hair and trying to ignore how I was still hard as rock inside of her.
She bit down on her lip and nodded before she shivered, "I think it's time for me to go..." She trailed off and in that moment I had no idea of what she could possibly think about, which was for the best after all.
My eyes flickered down to her still exposed breasts before I reached for her dress to adjust it and cover her chest again. "It's already late for babies like you." I teased, hoping she wouldn't ask me to come upstairs because I knew I'd have to say no.
"Yeah right." She said in a quiet chuckle as she set her hands on my shoulders and lifted herself up, my d.ick sliding out of her and making me groan. I was tempted to bury myself inside of her all over again, she felt so damn good. "It's late for old men like you too." She added while we both fixed our clothes.
My smirk turned into a smile as I reached for a cigarette and set it between my lips before I started the car, "Night Lila." I said simply, watching her and thinking that, after all, it was being too easy. She seemed to be anxious to get out of my car which worked perfectly fine for me.
She leaned into me to press a kiss against my cheek, "Night Trav."
I turned around and my eyes slowly took her in inch by inch. “Lila.” I smiled simply.
“What are you doing here?” She questioned.
"What do you think?" I retorted, trying to deflect like I always did but this time I didn't have much room to play with my words. She caught me, it was that simple, all the efforts I had made to go unnoticed had been vain and, if I thought about it, it had been stupid from me to hope I wouldn't have run into her. She was the artist after all. And still, I hadn't been able to miss this chance of seeing her art and now that I was finally watching her soul painted on canvas I couldn't really regret it either.
She blinked her gorgeous green eyes at me, cocking her head to the side a little and looking damn pretty. "I don't know, that's why I asked you." She said back, looking so taken aback that she didn't even bothered to get annoyed.
"I came to see your work." I answered quietly, admitting it because oh well what was I supposed to say? We were in a fucking gallery, it wasn't like I could be there by accident.
At my words the corner of her pink lips turned up in a small smile, her eyes smiling with them too as she looked at me. But then she furrowed her brows abruptly, "How did you know?"
I suppressed the urge to groan or roll my eyes at her question because who cared how or why. I was there because I had good reasons to be there. "I did my homework's." I winked at her, deciding for a playful tone instead of the usual annoyed or mad one that was so much more me.
She blushed slightly and shook her head, "That doesn't really tell me anything." She said in a chuckle, "How?! I'm curious..."
"I can't give all my secrets away." I grinned, using my charm and the effect I had on her to distract her for her focus. Truth was, I was borderline embarrassed, not that I'd ever admit that.
"You give nothing away Trav." She sighed but didn't push it further, her eyes wandering around before landing on mine again. Her lips cursed together and her expression went more serious, "What do you think?"
"So far, so good." I said just as seriously, letting out the part where I had already been inspecting almost all her pieces. They were really stunning. "Mostly the hands." I added as my mind went back to the drawing that, well, was mine now.
“Thank you. Too bad it looks like someone already bought it.” Lila teased, of course not having idea of what I had done and she'd never knew. It was my dirty secret, my guilty pleasure, something that I had had to do with no reason at all.
“Too bad.” I agreed, keeping my eyes on her and noticing how glowing she was, surrounded by her art. “You look gorgeous tonight.” I added and reached out to slide a finger through one of the curls framing her porcelain face, her hair not blonde anymore but still making her look beautiful. “You’re right, I do like red too.” I said softly.
“I'm sure it’ll be blonde again in a month.” She smirked, shrugging her shoulders but my eyes were now behind her, something else of her capturing my attention.
“Lila….” I muttered in a low tone, looking at the self-portrait that showed a lot more of her than, in my opinion, should have shown. “Tell me you’re not selling this one.”
She turned her 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.” I groaned, my mood shifting suddenly and I felt the urge to protect her. From what? I didn't even know. This age thing was fucking with my head, but god she was so naive sometimes.
She blinked back at me, laughing lightly. “It’s art Trav, not porn.” She shook her head, wondering how she could let everybody see her like that.
A little growl left my lips and I shook my head, my annoyance annoying me and my eyes not leaving the painting. “Still.” I muttered under my breath, noticing how all the male eyes were on that one too.
She turned to face me, our bodies close and she backed up a few steps. “Are you hungry?” She asked, the invitation not matching her attempt to put a distance between us but still making me want to think about how much I wanted to devour her. “Do you want to get some dinner I mean?”
“No.” I said fast, knowing that I couldn't have her again, it was too risky. I didn't want her to get attached and no matter how many times she told me she didn't even like me and she didn't want anything else but sex, I didn't believe her.
She shrugged. “Okay. See you later then.” She turned to walk away, showing me her perky ass that I was dying to make mine. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone you like art.” She joked. “Or me.” She laughed at her own joke and before I knew it I was back beside her, not able to let her go like that. Damn it.
“Dinner then.” I said before I could change my mind once again.
“What you think you can turn me down and then just take it back a second later?” She asked, getting annoyed at my mood changes.
“Yes.” I answered simply.
“There’s that tiny vocabulary again.” She shook her head. “Thank god you’re good looking.”
"I don't want to ruin your mood on your night." I said simply as I ignored the compliment, feeling genuinely bad about going at the gallery uninvited and unannounced, messing with her with no reason at all and not being as nice as I should have been. It was her night after all, and my mother had thought me some matters.
She stared at me for a long moment, pursing her lips together, "Are you changing your mind again?" She asked eventually, the words coming out of her mouth slowly.
I shook my head and smiled, liking how she went from sexy to cute in a second. "No." I paused, "Are you sure you can leave?"
She smiled back at me as she nodded, looking around quickly before making eye contact again, "I've been here for hours now." She explained, a proud expression on her face before she broke into a chuckle and set a hand on her flat stomach, "And I'm hungry."
"Good." I smirked at her, part of me wishing she knew what she as getting herself into.
"I'm going to grab my things, I'll be right back." She said hurriedly and I had the feeling that she was afraid I could disappear or something. Or maybe it was just my impression. That was the thing about her, she made me think too much. She made me think period, when I never thought around girls instead.
"I'll wait outside." I nodded and walked past her, brushing my hand against her lower back in the process as I made my way out the gallery. Once outside I took a deep breath then blew it out in a sigh while I wondered what the fuck I was doing. I had rules. And I was breaking them all, aware that it'd come back to bite not my ass but hers. God I wanted to bite that perfect ass of hers. I reached for a cigarette from the inner pocket of my jacket and lit it, staring in front of me and getting lost in my thoughts as I waited. Flashbacks of the times we had been together crowded my mind, her naked body, her soft lips, her perky breasts moving as she rode me, her firm a.ss grinding against me as I fucked her hard against the wall...it was all driving me insane.
The noise of a door closing broke into my thoughts, heels ticking against the sidewalk letting me know she was already there. "I don't like this." Lila said softly as she stopped in front of me, her hand lifting to reach for the cigarette between my lips and tossing it on the ground as she bored her eyes into mine.
I stared back at her as I blow the smoke out of a corner of my mouth, my hand tangling with her hair before I could even know and pulling her close to me. Without a word I took her mouth, the silence around us almost unreal as our lips locked together, I was positive I could hear her breathing. When she set her hands on my chest, I broke the kiss, feeling like a fool because I thought that by having her mouth on mine could ease my craving of her when it only made it worse instead. "Let's go." I said simply as I pulled away.
She followed me to my car, smirking a little when she saw it. "Where's your bike?" She asked.
"Sleeping at home." I smirked back at her as I opened the door for her.
"Nice car." She said coyly as she turned to get inside and giving me a damn good view of her curves.
"Nice a.ss" I said with my grin still in place before walking to the driving side.
Once we both closed the doors she turned her head in my direction, looking excited and so adorable I knew, I knew it, what I wasn't going to control myself at all. "Where are you taking me?" She asked.
I couldn't help lifting her chin with two fingers while my thumb brushed against her cheek, my eyes hypnotized by how gorgeous she was in the semi darkness of the late afternoon. "Where do you want me to take you?" I asked back, seriously considering to take her nowhere and just fuck her there, in the parking lot.
“A restaurant.” Lila teased back, biting her lips as she gave me a meaningful look.
“Such a smartass.” I shook my head and pulled away from the curb driving my car just like I rode my bike, which meant fast.
“I swear to god Travis if you don’t slow down-“
I turned to her with a look of pure amusement in my face. “You’ll what?” I countered, knowing there was nothing she could do unless she wanted to throw herself out of the car. “You know most girls find a little danger sexy.” I pointed out just to annoy her and she 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.” She said the compliment even though the tone of voice sounded more like she was insulting me and I smirked.
“Secondly?” I asked, egging her on, thinking that her 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.” She pinned me with a look and I sighed. Damn brothers, no wonder why she as single.
“And you said I was the buzz kill.” I replied dramatically even though I was still supremely amused.
She muttered something about how I was a buzzkill under her breath as I pulled up to one of the top restaurants in the city since it seemed like the most logical choice for celebrating her big night at the gallery. Also it was safe enough for me not to drag her into the bathroom or slip my hand under her dress while we were eating. She blinked back at me. “What are you trying to impress me or something?” She questioned.
“It would be a shame to waste that dress and those heels anywhere else.” I said simply, getting out of the car without another word as she got out and followed me as I handed my keys to the valet.
“You confuse the hell out of me.” She shook her head and followed me as we got seated in a more private booth in the back.
“Why do I confuse you?” I asked, raising a brow as she placed herself as far away from me as she 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.” She shook her head while I tried to pay attention to her words more than to her boobs that looked fantastic in that dress. I wanted to bite them.
“But you’re not most women?” I asked, trying to read her thoughts as I looked at her, then feeling annoyed again because there was really no need to have this conversation. We were here now, so it was pointless.
“I would have put out in the car without a meal.” She shrugged, admitting what I already knew. “But don’t confuse that with me wanting to actually date you.” She corrected, looking actually a little uncomfortable in the fancy place with me at her side.
“Then why did you ask me to dinner?” I questioned, trying to trick her into admitting that she was wrong. Maybe she didn't want to date me, but there was no way she wanted sex only. She was a girl.
“Because we’re friends, and I'm hungry.” She said as if that was obvious, when it wasn't instead. “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." I said simply, looking at her and waiting for her reaction. There was something about her tonight, it was as if she had finally found the filter she had never had before but her body kept talking to me loud and clear. It was weird. She was weird.
She rolled her eyes and let out a small sigh, "Why do you always have this annoying way to pinpoint and explain everything?" She scoffed.
"I'm a man." I answered simply, not letting her words bother me but they only made me grin instead, "And you asked why I took you here first." I added with the kind of smirk I knew had a big effect on her.
"Yeah and you told me because of my dress." She waved her hand in the air, as if dismissing my previous words.
I leaned back, setting my forearms on the edge of the table as I squared my shoulders, my eyes boring into hers. "That's not the only reason." I said seriously, wondering why in hell I was feeling so restless all of a sudden. It was as if I couldn't stand having her so close yet so far.
She furrowed her brows, curiosity showing on her pretty face. "Why?" She asked then shook her head, as if she was having an inner dialogue with herself, "I warn you, I'm not in the mood for cryptic Travis." She looked at me as she kept squirming in her place and I couldn't help wondering if she was feeling what I felt. Instead of talking, I just gave her an amused look. "What?" She sighed once again and pushed her bangs off her eyes, failing.
I reached for her hair and brushed it by one side, my finger tips barely touching her eyebrow but that little contact was enough for her to give me all her attention and, mostly, to make her silent. "You're adorable. And if I had taken you to any other restaurant I would've ended up dragging you in the bathroom." I paused to glance around at the people dressing in fancy clothes before looking back at her, my hand dropping on my lap in the process, "Here I have to behave."
"I'm not sure if I'm happy to be here anymore." She said in a whisper, her face completely serious and her eyes were bright and big again, no filter this time.
"Yes you are." I flashed her a bigger smirk as I reached for the menu, reading it quickly before peeking up at her while she did the same. Once I picked my food I waited for her and just looked at her face, my hands rolling into fists then opening again and again as I fought the urge to grab her and pull her closer to me.
"Can you stop?" She asked as she gave me a quick side glance, pulling me back from my thoughts.
"I'm doing nothing." I said back since, for once, I was really doing nothing. Was all this energy killing her too? Because sure as hell it was giving me a hard time.
"You keep staring." She answered quietly, this time not looking at me but her pink lips curved into a small smirk anyway, "I can't pick my food if you keep that going."
I shook my head and smirked too, tearing my eyes away from her to let them wander around, "You don't have much time." I said as I spotted a waiter approaching our table even though I meant a whole other thing too. I couldn't look away from her, I couldn't, not when she was so damn gorgeous and looking as edible as ever.
“Lila?” The guy said and she peeked over her menu, breaking into a huge a grin. I was missing something out apparently.
“Dylan! How are you?”
He nodded. “Really well. Wow, you look incredible.”
She blushed at the compliment and I, without even noticing, took advantage of that moment to close the distant she had put between us. She glanced back at me, “This is Travis, we….we work together.” She stumbled through the words with no reason at all because that was what we were. We worked together. “Travis this is Dylan, we used to date.”
I gave the man a once over before shooting him a tight grin, wondering what Lila could have in common with him. She was so obviously out of his league.
“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 she thanked him before turning back to me, the lack of distance between us making me even more restless while I tried to connect the dots about Lila's love life. There was the so called best friend and then there was this waiter and I didn't know why but I couldn't help thinking that she could have done better in both cases.
“You dated a waiter?” I asked, my brow raised but not because of the guy's work really, I was in no position to judge anyone, but I was...annoyed. Both this Dylan and Riley looked like kids.
She widened her eyes, of course offended, and folded her arms over her chest. “He’s a part time waiter. He’s also a musician.” She explained and watched as the sides of my mouth twitched up because at this point, the only way to kill my annoyance was to fuel hers.
“Oh you’re right that’s way better.” I shook my head, set on picking on her just because.
She narrowed her eyes on me. “What does it matter to you who I’ve dated?”
“Good point.” I replied, not really caring about that anyway.
“I assume you don’t have any ex-girlfriends I can pick apart because you’re too busy for relationships right?” She went on almost without breathing and I remembered suddenly why I didn't like talking with girls that much. They got all heated too fast and for the wrong reasons.
“I’ve dated women before Lila.” I replied simply, my eyes going back to the menu.
“Dated them like this is a “date”?” She questioned. “Or has Travis Cole actually fallen in love before?”
"As crazy as it might sound yes, Travis Cole actually fell in love before." I said in a bitter tone, wanting to be done with the subject before she could even start. It wasn't anyone's business and it was mostly not hers. My private life was just that, private.
She seemed taken aback by my answer but at the same time I could tell she was pleased too. "How was she?" She asked after a moment of silence, her tone oozing curiosity.
"It doesn't matter." I cut her off, not even looking at her and all I got was her sliding away from me again. Her loss. No one has ever been able to make me so frustrated in such a short amount of time. Ever. And no matter how I had promised to myself I'd behave and force myself to keep my temper in check, it was a hopeless cause.
The waiter come back again, a bottle of champagne in his hands and a smile on his face as he stared at Lila, who seemed just as happy to stare back at him while I was happy to stare at nothing. "Thanks Dylan." She said in a sweet tone when he poured the wine into our glasses then, thank god, disappeared. Then she turned to me again, her face changing as she raised one eyebrow at me, "What are we celebrating again? Or 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." I retorted, keeping a straight face since two could play this game, "Scared of what you could be able to do?"
She narrowed her eyes on me and I didn't know if it was because I was right or just for the sake of it. "I need my space." She protested but it was a weak answer, not one of her sharp ones. Point taken, for me.
At that I let out a small laugh, bringing my glass to my mouth, "Oh yeah, you're all about space darling." I smirked before taking a sip of champagne, thinking that I was about to go crazy with all this mood swings. It was challenging though, in a way.
She snorted at the nickname and rolled her pretty eyes before drinking, "Why can't we have a normal conversation? Why do you always have to annoy me?" She asked, more to herself than to me probably.
"I must be talented." I kept smirking, once again promising to myself I wouldn't lose my temper. Again. "And we can, only not about my ex-girlfriend."
She bit down on her lip and looked at me, I could tell she was dying to argue and ask more instead, while I was only waiting for her to take the right decision. "Okay." She said eventually, her voice a lot smaller than before and almost making me feel bad for...I didn't even know for what.
I took a deep breath and dropped my hand on her thigh, squeezing it as I looked at her, even offering a smile. "Are you ready to order?"
Lila scooted closer and leaned in, pressing her lips against mine softly once, twice, and a third time. That, was surprising. Not that I could complain. “I can’t just order you?” She whispered against my lips and I grinned.
“Careful.”
“I thought you had to behave here.”
I growled and then my hand was on her lower back, pulling her towards me possessively because when I was around her I got...like this. “We don’t have to stay here.” I replied, seriously considering to just go and fuck her senseless in my car.
“I thought you wanted to talk.” She said instead.
I pulled back just a little and looked down at her. “What do you want to talk about?”
“I'm going to ask you about your ex again but only one question.” God.
I narrowed my eyes but didn’t move away. “No.”
“Was it worth it?” She pressed, ignoring my denial completely.
I blinked. “Was what worth it?” I asked, surprised because I wasn't sure if I was getting this right.
“I’ve never been in love.” She said simply, shrugging her shoulders. “Makes me wonder if it’s really all it’s cracked up to be.”
“….you’ve never been in love?” I asked, surprised once again because it seemed odd to me. I always made fun of her because she was young, but she wasn't really a kid.
She shook her head and licked her lips slowly. “I don’t think so.” She replied.
“That surprises me.” I added and turned back when the waiter approached us, looking between us like a moron who couldn't mind his own business.
We ordered our food before Lila turned back to me. “You didn’t answer my question.”
"What was it again?" I asked, playing innocent even though this time I was determined to answer. I was getting better already, wasn't I?
She licked her lips slowly as she stared at me, the look into her eyes so warm, correction, so hot, that it was a lethal mix combined to her sweet scent. I wondered if she was even aware of how effortlessly sexy and irresistible she was. "You know what it was Travis..." She trailed off in a whisper.
"I'm getting distracted." I said casually as I let my eyes drop down on her lips, my grip on her getting tighter almost automatically, a reflex I wasn't even conscious to have.
"Is it my fault?" She asked coyly and leaned further into me, I could tell she was pleased by my reaction but at the same time she wasn't going to give up. Girls were always stubborn like that and I was sure that Lila was no exception.
"Yes." I groaned then forced myself to pull away because no matter how fucking tempting she was or how hard I could try to deflect, in the end if I didn't give her what she wanted all I'd get would be teasing
She broke into a grin that made her look so naughty I felt my hands itch immediately. "Ops." She chucked to herself, back to cute in one second flat.
I let out a breath as I composed myself, running a hand through my hair as I broke eye contact. "It's a loaded question Lila." I said more seriously and I couldn't help sounding a little bitter. It wasn't a subject I liked, I was making no mystery about it.
She shrugged, "It seems pretty simple to me. Yes or not." She said back in that naive way that made her look even younger than she was.
"I think it is." I nodded eventually. "It was worth it. But the consequences..." I trailed off and got lost into my thoughts as they went back to Karlie. "It's never simple. But you're too young to get it." I added in a teasing tone, because I really didn't want to say more about a past I'd rather forget.
“It’s good to know.” Lila smiled sweetly and I rose a brow. “That it’s worth it I mean. Consequences aside.” She winked at me and I wondered for a moment how my ex was doing after our talk as our food came out. “Looks yummy.” She grinned, thanking the guy and then digging right in.
“That’s it?” I asked, studying her. “You’re not going to pry anymore?”
She looked back and smirked before shaking her head. “About your ex? No trust me I think the less I know about her the better.” She admitted and for once I agreed with her. First of all because there was nothing for her to know, second of all I didn't see why she should.
“You’re very…” I trailed off, almost not realizing that I was actually talking.
“Weird?” She finished for me. “I know.” She grinned and went back to her food, looking oddly enthusiast about her mashed potatoes. Cute.
“You are weird.” I agreed between bites. “But that wasn’t the word I was looking for.”
She laughed at that. “Talented? Beautiful? Sex Goddess?” She offered up, blushing as she complimented herself as if she was almost making fun of herself. She was confident, of course, but never cocky and that was something I liked.
“Humble?” I offered, playing along and making her laugh, that enough for me to get a feeling of fulfillment.
“Not so much I'm afraid.” She shrugged. “But with 7 siblings if you don’t believe you’re awesome you get a little lost in the crowd.”
“You talk a lot about your family.” I pointed out, since she never spent more than one hour without mentioning her infamous siblings.
“They’re a big part of my life. Isn’t yours?”
"Yes." I said simply, eating but barely focusing on my food since I was too busy looking at her, kind of impressed of how relaxed the mood between us was now. You can still cut the sexual tension with a knife, but what was new.
She took a sip of her champagne and nodded slowly, "I guessed so." She said back quietly and I raised one eyebrow at her, "I'm very smart and I assume a lot of things Trav." She added with a smirk.
"I know you're smart." I agreed with her as my smirk mirrored hers, liking how she responded to my compliments, even if not verbally. She made a face as if she was flattered but at the same time she was aware of deserving them, it was cute. "What else did you assume? Please, tell me." I said with an amused tone, wondering how far her fantasy could go or if she would get close to reality instead.
She swallowed as she looked lost in a thought for a moment, her eyes leaving mine and her brows furrowing. "Let me see." She paused and I couldn't resist just staring at her, waiting impatiently because, believe it or not, I was interested in what usually came out of her mouth. "I know you have two brothers, the one I met looks a lot like you only he's nicer and less grumpy." She peeked at me to find me with my eyes narrowed on her and broke into a chuckle, "See I'm right."
I smiled again, knowing she was but not wanting to admit it. "Go on." I ordered before bringing a bite to my mouth.
"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." I said quietly, not confirming but not denying.
She had had to get that she was slipping under my skin, that for a moment I was relaxed and not necessarily closed up and took advantage of it, "What I can't really picture is your parents." She pushed her luck, leaning her elbows on the table and staring at me, "What are they? Doctors? Lawyers?"
"You're wrong this time, your ability of assuming is failing." I smirked at as I 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." I explained quietly but I couldn't hide a hint of pride in my tone because, no matter how I had detested that when I was a teenager, I wasn't ashamed to admit that my parents were just normal people. There was nothing wrong with that, they were good people and had done a great job with me and my brothers, now I could see that.
Lila smiled sweetly at me and licked her lips. “It makes sense.” She nodded.
“What does?” I asked, a little distracted to be honest.
“Your family. You.” She replied. “You’re a good man.”
I shifted as she spoke and shook my head because I wasn't bad but that didn't mean I was necessarily good either. “You really shouldn’t assume things Lila.”
“That wasn’t an assumption.” She replied, pointing at my plate with her fork. “Is something wrong with your food?”
I blinked down at the pasta and shook my head, realizing that I wasn't done yet. I swear she made me lose all my focus. “No.” I started eating and she grinned as she followed suit.
“So what now?” She asked lifting her eyes to mine and I rose a brow in question.
“What do you mean?” I asked back, never a fan of plans unless it was work.
“I mean after dinner. The gallery sent a car for me so I'm going to have to get home somehow.”
I smirked at her, wondering if she was playing one of her tricks to get me into her bed or she was just hinting at how I could have what I wanted instead. “Well maybe you should have thought about that before you asked me to dinner.” I grinned and she rolled her eyes.
“If you’re afraid to be alone with me I’ll just take a cab.” She smiled.
“Why would I be afraid to be alone with you.” I questioned because that sounded like nonsense to me. There was nothing about Lila to be afraid of, she was harmless.
She shrugged and leaned into me. “Probably because I'm not against using my charm to seduce you.” She winked and smiled a half smile that had me groaning and shaking my 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." I smirked and glanced at her before finally deciding to start eating like a normal person and trying not to get distracted by her. Again.
"Because it wasn't there already?" She asked softly as she inched closer to me, slowly but not enough for me not to notice.
I just shrugged, making a point of not looking at her and eating because I needed a moment to make up my mind. I hated that whenever I was next to Lila I lost my ability to make decisions, fast and good ones. It was all a blur, I was pulled by opposite needs, opposite wants, mind and soul started fighting and so far I had always ended up following my dicks desires instead, only to promise to myself I'd stop and make up for it the next time.
She didn't wait for my response and poked my side, the gesture so silly and genuine that surprised me. I was used to girls trying to impress me to get into my pants, this was refreshing. Oh youth. "I refuse to believe you didn't think about taking me in your car." She said bluntly but blushed at the same time, while I smirked at her choice of words because it sounded exactly like I'd say it myself. Take her.
I finished my food and turned my head slowly, smirk still in place as our eyes met again. "Isn't that a little presumptions from you?" I asked in an amused tone.
She bit down on her lip, staring at me with those gorgeous eyes. "I know that you're attracted to me..." She trailed off as if there was something else she wanted to say but she holding back.
I used my thumb to free her lip as I leaned into her, grinning. "Who wouldn't be?" I asked in a low tone thinking that no, no one could really resist her. And that I was just a man, a fucking weak one since I kept wanting to rip her clothes off.
“But it’s not just that.” Lila replied, ignoring my words and pissing me off because of course it was just that. And of course she had to say that it wasn't.
“Oh?” I blinked, my annoyance only fueling my desire.
“This is more than attraction and you know it.” She said simply, gesturing between us. “When we’re together….I can’t be the only one who loses the rest of the world….” She said seriously, picking probably the worst words she could have picked.
“Lila.”
“I'm not talking about emotionally.” She shook her 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.”
I just turned into her further, not denying since at least the last part was true. “So?”
She took a deep breath and she watched as my eyes flicked downward as she let it out. “So….so nothing. If you don’t want to act on what you want that’s your loss.” She ended, sipping her champagne.
“I don’t…” I started before shaking my head. I was so bad at talking. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what? I'm confused Travis, I don’t know what you think you have to lose….” She licked her lips. “Unless it’s not really me who you’re afraid is going to get attached….” She trailed off, looking for signs in my eyes as she set her hands on my chest. “Maybe I do it for you too well and you’re the one who’s going to come crawling back for more.” She smirked, joking and playing with me but only making me mad.
“I want to fuck plenty of women that I choose not to. You’re not special Lila, you’re just a pretty girl.” I said roughly, my voice far too raw.
“Nice try gorgeous.” She winked. “So I guess I’ll be calling a cab then?”
I stared at her for a moment then looked away, angry because she was pushing the wrong buttons and also angry because I was getting angry. "No, I can give you a ride back home." I said in monotone, trying to bottle up the turmoil inside of me. Times like these I just needed to let my frustration out, but unfortunately I didn't have anything to punch. I hated that she thought she was right and didn't realize that I has fucking good reasons to be so set on keeping her as far as me as possible and it wasn't because I was the one scared of getting attached. I didn't want to get attached and I was damn good at getting what I wanted always.
She set her hand on my forearm and I snapped my head in her directions giving her a hard look that met her soft one instead. "You don't have to Travis, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself." She said in a tone that was still sweet, still quiet, still patient, as if she was sensing that it was the better way to handle me at the moment.
"I said I'm taking you home Lila." I repeated in the same tone, only more final as I nodded at the waiter to get his attention, glancing at her only a second, "Do you want something else?" I asked and when she shook her head I looked at the guy at our table. "The check please."
"Trav..." Her silky voice pulled me to her again, her fingers clutching around my arm in a gentle squeeze. I turned my head in her direction slowly and bored my eyes into hers, waiting. She lifted her other hand, but instead of running it through her hair like I was expecting her to do she used her finger tips to trace the hard line of my lips instead. "Don't get mad over nothing. It was a nice night after all-" She cut herself off when the guy reappeared again and I gave him my credit card. "And thank you for dinner." She added and pressed a kiss on my cheek before standing up, surprising me for how incredibly cool she was being while I was fuming, whatever the reason was.
"You're welcome." I followed her, dropping my hand on the small of her back as I led her outside the restaurant and I noticed her shivering. I opened the door of my car for her fast, "Hurry, I don't want you to get a cold." I said quietly then walked to the passenger side to climb inside.
Once inside I started the engine and felt Lila's eyes on me immediately. "Are you going to pout until you drop me?" She asked eventually.
"I don't pout Lila." I said back stubbornly, keeping my eyes on the street. "You drive me fucking insane." I added with a groan.
"Last time I checked it wasn't a bad thing." She retorted in a chuckle, still completely immune to my mood.
I glanced at her at the red lights and the look on her face was one I couldn't kept being an ass to. "You're something Lila." I sighed and shook my head before the lights turned green again.
“You say that a lot.” She grinned wickedly at me and I growled under my breath. “What exactly is it that you’re pouting about?” She questioned, tilting her head to the side and crossing her leg over the other.
“I'm not-“
“Okay okay, what is making you so grumpy then?” She changed her wording and I sighed.
“I…I don’t know.” I said finally, not even bothering to look for words.
She widened her eyes before leaning back. “Sounds frustrating.” She wiggled in her seat as she side glanced at me. “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.” She teased and I 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.”
She rolled her eyes. “Everyone at Apple is sleeping with each other, it’s not against the rules.”
“I don’t want to.” I said finally, pulling to a stop at another light.
“You don’t want to?” She echoed, blinking back at me.
“That’s what I said.”
She shook her head and sighed. “Fucking coward.” She said under her breath, crossing her legs again this time to angle away from me as she looked out the window.
“What did you just call me?” My voice had turned low and I glared at her, wondering where she was finding the balls to call me that. I wasn't a fucking coward.
“You heard me.” She snapped back.
I tightened my grip on the wheel and ignored her, knowing that I was this close to lose it. She was so fucking infuriating. I was happy we were finally at her home, because the more time we spent together in my car the more I risked to say things I shouldn't. She was such a baby, I didn't even have to bother to argue with her, it was useless and not even. I killed the engine and bent over her enough to reach for the handle and push the door of my car open. "Here you are." I said between my clenched teeth, ignoring how close we were.
"You're not just a coward, you're an asshole too." She said back at me, her face red as her voice got louder.
I stared at her, my jaw still set. "Get out." I ordered, making clear what I wanted just in case she hadn't gotten it yet.
"God you're so stupid for being so smart!" She kept going as she leaned into me just to basically shout in my face, looking as pissy and scary as a puppy barking a little louder than usual. "I'm asking nothing here and you still manage to say no. What kind of man would say no?!"
"Get. Out." I said one more time, her words only making me more furious and I didn't handle that well. I had been trying all night, now I could say it hadn't worked.
She reached for the door again and slammed it shut, "No! Answer to me Travis!"
"Are you nuts Lil?!" I retorted, taken aback by her reaction but this time it wasn't a good thing. I didn't like crazy, I really didn't.
She closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair nervously before looking back at her. "You keep making excuses. I don't understand." She said eventually as if she was doing her best to compose herself but wasn't really working.
"You talked too fucking much tonight." I groaned, tired of this nonsense at this point. At that she widened her eyes and I saw her hand moving fast, heading straight to my face, but I was faster and grabbed her wrist. Next thing I knew our lips were crashing together. If this was the only way to keep her quiet I wasn't going to complain.
“You are the worst.” Lila groaned against my lips.
“Shut. Up.” I ordered and just kissed her harder, efficiently shutting her up as I pulled her into my lap and just on top of my erection. The effect she had on me was hard not to notice, in more ways than one.
“When did that happen?” She grinned as she grinded against me and I just glared again. “I know….shut up.” She replied as she leaned in and kissed me harder, sliding her tongue against my lips, taking her time to explore every inch of my mouth.
“Lila….” My hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer as my lips moved down her neck.
“Mmmm…” She let her eyes close as I bit down on her shoulder and tried not to bite too hard. My hands slid up her thighs, pushing her dress around her waist and groaning as my hands held her thighs. “We….” She breathed. “We’re outside….” She trailed off, “We can’t….”
“You wanted this Lila.” I growled.
“God you’re annoyingly sexy.” She groaned and started unbuttoning my shirt to slide her hands over my skin.
"Don't waste your breath talking." I muttered as my hands slid up the back of her thighs and under her dress, cupping her a.ss to press her hard against my erection, needing that friction and a lot more.
"Trav." She moaned and rocked her hips against me feverishly as her hands moved back up my neck. "Come upstairs."
I looked up at her as I pushed her panties aside, my fingers cupping her pussy from behind and feeling how wet she was. "No, I want you here." I growled, mad with desire at this point and only hoping she wouldn't start arguing now. I was too far already, I had to have her.
"What if someone sees us." She breathed out but I knew she was having a hard time talking, her voice was pure pleasure and surrender. I loved it.
"Stop thinking Lila, and trust me." I ordered as I pressed my lips against her neck to kiss her silky skin, to fill my lungs with her intoxicating scent, while I remembered the words she had said to me the last time, about how she actually trusted me even if she didn't know me.
Her body tensed of top of mine before she finally let go, giving herself to me just like I wanted. "Okay." She whispered eventually, tangling her hands in my hair and making me smirk against her jaw.
My free hand went to my pants and I unbuttoned them as fast as I could, every second spent out of her a wasted one. "Good girl."
Lila only gasped and let out a light cry as I pulled out my erection. I was aching for her, aching. She instinctively reached out for it, holding it tight in her hand and moving slowly up and down as her eyes lifted to my face, her touch perfect on me.
“Lil.” My name for her was raw on my lips but I lost control when she touched me, she turned me into a sex driven animal.
She scooted closer to me, thrusting her hips and rubbing my erection against her silk covered pussy as she let her head fall back. “I could cum like this…..” She admitted, her whole body completely submitted to me like it was supposed to be, even if she was the one basically riding me. It wasn't about positions, it was about roles.
“But you won’t.” I said in a serious tone and she bit her lip as she continued rocking into me.
“No?” She breathed, losing her own control fast.
“No you’ll cum with me inside of you Lila. Like this.” In one sharp move I’d pushed her panties aside and sheathed myself all the way inside of her, my hands gripping her hips tight to keep her in place and make her feel how fucking deep I could get.
She cried out, her body shaking slightly. “Travis…” She whispered out my name like a plea as I gripped her tiny waist tighter, holding her up slightly so I could pull out of her slowly and then give her all of me again. There was no other way to do this. “Oh yes….again, please….”
I grinned at the plea, loving that she said it without me even needing to ask, and I gave her what she wanted as I repeated the motion again and again and again, every time it being harder for me to control myself since she got tighter at each thrust, her moans got louder and my d.ick got harder. I stared at her with lust fogged eyes, them taking her all in as I guided myself inside of her since I didn't want to lose even one of the emotions that were on display on her gorgeous face. "F.uck Lila." I growled unintelligently when she gave a rough tug at my hair.
She ignored me completely, too lost in the moment to function. "More." Was all she was able to say in a breathy voice that almost sounded like an order, or more like a need she wanted me to fulfill. And I was more than happy to give her what she wanted in this way.
Her hips rolled on top of mine before she eased herself all the way down onto me until I was balls deep inside of her, the head of my d.ick hitting her soft spot and making her throat vibrate with a loud cry while I roared. "Christ." I breathed out, wondered how was it possible that even being buried so deep into her didn't seem enough to me. My hands went to the neckline of her dress to pull it down roughly along with her bra, freeing her perky breast and giving me the sweetest view ever. Her nips, hard and pink, were staring at me as a temptation that was impossible to resist. Cupping her chest, I lowered my head to take one of those rosy peaks into my mouth as my index finger and thumb captured the other one, pinching, pulling, biting, sucking, I got crazy while she picked a faster pace as she rode me, taking more and more of me like she needed. I was seeing the stars for how fucking epic she was, I was so high on her I never wanted to come back down.
“Oh god who needs drugs when there’s you?” Lila breathed out and I smirked against her skin as my free hand tangled in her hair and pulled her down for a steamy kiss.
“Sometimes I think you’re reading my mind darling.”
She tightened hard around me and my groan reverberated through her body. “I wonder if it goes both ways….what am I thinking now?” She asked, looking down at me as she picked a steady pace and I leaned my chair back, watching her body move on top of me, the way she moved was the most erotic thing I had ever seen in my whole life.
“You’re thinking you can’t get enough.” I growled and grabbed her hips to hit that spot again.
“I can’t!!” She moaned as her face twisted in pleasure.
“I can’t either.” I admitted then my mouth was on her breast again, my hand moving from cupping her other breast to cupping her ass, rolling our hips together like no tomorrow, next I was sitting up straight, holding her body in my arms and looking into her eyes, studying them and getting lost. “The minute I touch you you’re going to cum aren’t you?” My voice was low and barely restrained and all she could do was nod. “Damn you’re sweet.” I muttered as my hand went between her legs and her body shot off like a rocket as she rode out her climax. Holy shit.
“Travis……” My name fell from her lips over and over until I gripped her hips tight and pound into her with a roar, my own mindblowing orgasm sending her into another and I forgot everything, both my mind and body all on Lila.
She sank into my body, her face nuzzled in my neck as we took the time to recover. I wrapped my arms around her as I leaned my head back against my seat, listening to our ragged breaths while they slowed down, Lila's body heaving up and down against me. I closed my eyes a moment and swallowed, not even close to feel sated but knowing that there was nothing I could do about it. "Are you hiding?" I asked eventually in a low voice, tilting my head down as I ran my hands through her hair.
She pulled back regretfully, almost lazily, and looked at me with a big smile on her face. "I was trying to catch on my breath."
"That tired?" I smirked at her, still playing with her hair and trying to ignore how I was still hard as rock inside of her.
She bit down on her lip and nodded before she shivered, "I think it's time for me to go..." She trailed off and in that moment I had no idea of what she could possibly think about, which was for the best after all.
My eyes flickered down to her still exposed breasts before I reached for her dress to adjust it and cover her chest again. "It's already late for babies like you." I teased, hoping she wouldn't ask me to come upstairs because I knew I'd have to say no.
"Yeah right." She said in a quiet chuckle as she set her hands on my shoulders and lifted herself up, my d.ick sliding out of her and making me groan. I was tempted to bury myself inside of her all over again, she felt so damn good. "It's late for old men like you too." She added while we both fixed our clothes.
My smirk turned into a smile as I reached for a cigarette and set it between my lips before I started the car, "Night Lila." I said simply, watching her and thinking that, after all, it was being too easy. She seemed to be anxious to get out of my car which worked perfectly fine for me.
She leaned into me to press a kiss against my cheek, "Night Trav."
(oh my god :333)
ReplyDeletethanks for dinner ;)
and for coming to see my paintings. that was sweet.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I did
ReplyDeletegrumpy again?
ReplyDeleteokay...
ReplyDeletei feel a little antsy. *shrugs*
ReplyDeletehow come?
ReplyDeletei don't know.
ReplyDeletedid something happen?
ReplyDeleteno just a normal day
ReplyDeletewhere do you live?
ReplyDeletein a house:3
ReplyDeletea house? interesting.
ReplyDeletei forget how old you are sometimes.... all grown up with a house instead of an apartment :3
ReplyDeleteits a small one
ReplyDeleteso then it wouldn't take too long to fuck me on every inch of it?
ReplyDeleteit would take so long instead
ReplyDeleteeven better.
ReplyDeletewhat are you thinking about?
ReplyDeleteis that not obvious? :3
ReplyDeleteI want to hear it
ReplyDeleteyou want me to talk dirty to you trav? :3
ReplyDeletetoo shy kid?
ReplyDeletei'm not shy :3 i was wondering what your bedroom was like.
ReplyDeletewhy does it matter?
ReplyDeletebecause then it would be a lot easier to imagine all the things you'd do to me in it.
ReplyDeletewho says I'd do them in my bedroom
ReplyDeletei'm open to other ideas gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteit doesn't really matter where
ReplyDeleteusually i'm not as exhibitionist, but yes, it doesn't matter where.
ReplyDeleteoh I noticed that
ReplyDeletebut i like having good visuals. i'm an artist remember?
ReplyDeleteI like watching you
ReplyDeletewhat else do you like?
ReplyDeletewhen you beg
ReplyDeletedo you like it better when i'm screaming for more or just whispering please over and over.....
ReplyDeletei guessed.
ReplyDeleteare you thinking about me begging you?
ReplyDeleteno? :3 are you done with me now?
ReplyDeleteI can't be done, I never started
ReplyDelete*laughs* tell that to yourself all you want but we've definitely started.
ReplyDeleteyou need a reality check
ReplyDeleteTrav, put aside the fact that we can't be alone for too long with out ripping each others clothes off.....but you came to my art show. i didn't even tell you where it was, i think you need the reality check.
ReplyDeleteI was curious
ReplyDeleteyou like me.
ReplyDeleteyes well who wouldn't?
ReplyDeleteno one
ReplyDeleteexactly. but most guys don't frequent art galleries. or get all possessive when a guy i dated a few times is our waiter.
ReplyDeleteneither do I
ReplyDelete:3 well then good. you're safe from the lila spell ;)
ReplyDeleteI am
ReplyDeletewe'll see :3
ReplyDeletewe won't
ReplyDeleteyou're not done with me trav. you'll see.
ReplyDelete*shakes his head*
ReplyDeletedoes that upset you? :3
ReplyDeletethat you're so set on an idea that is so wrong? yes
ReplyDeletewhat do you think i think travis? o.O
ReplyDeletedoesnt matter
ReplyDeleteit doesn't matter? if it's wrong i think it matters. i'm rarely wrong.
ReplyDeleterarely is different from never
ReplyDeletewell either way, what i think is that you want to have a lot of sex with me but you're being really weird about it.
ReplyDeleteokay *yawns*
ReplyDelete*shakes her head*
ReplyDeleteyou were talking too much again
ReplyDeleteyou don't like talking about sex?
ReplyDeleteI like having it better
ReplyDeletewell thank god for that :3 lol
ReplyDelete...
ReplyDelete....i swear travis you are the weirdest man i've ever been with.
ReplyDeletedo I get a prize for that?
ReplyDeleteyes. you get me leaving you alone since that's clearly what you want.
ReplyDeleteyay for me
ReplyDelete...yeah.
ReplyDeletepouting now?
ReplyDeleteworking.
ReplyDeleteon what?
ReplyDeletei'm painting.
ReplyDeletewhat?
ReplyDelete.....nothing.
ReplyDeletewhy don't you want to tell me?
ReplyDeleteno it's not that i'm just i'm looking at it and it's shi.t. *sighs* bed time i guess.
ReplyDeletewhy are you still awake?
ReplyDeleteI was watching a movie
ReplyDeletewas it good?
ReplyDeletethat's good :) you know i sold all my paintings last weekend? that's never happened before!
ReplyDeleteI'm not surprised, they were all...wow
ReplyDeletethanks :) you must be a good luck charm ;)
ReplyDeleteI doubt it. you're really talented instead.
ReplyDeletewell that's true too :)
ReplyDeletedid you sell the one with you naked too?
ReplyDeletethat one wasn't for sale, though it had a few offers.
ReplyDeleteuhm
ReplyDeleteuhm?
ReplyDeletewhy not?
ReplyDeletewhy wasn't it for sale?
ReplyDeletebecause i love it and i wanted it for myself.
ReplyDeletethen why exposing it?
ReplyDeleteit's art trav, it's meant to be seen. plus it was the inspiration for the collection.
ReplyDeleteuh okay
ReplyDeletewhen you're saying uh and uhm and huh are you just too scared to say what you really think or is that actually what goes on in that head because it really makes you sound stupid.
ReplyDeleteI'm obviously stupid
ReplyDeleteno. you're not. that's the point.
ReplyDeleteI don't care what you think
ReplyDeletekeep telling yourself that.
ReplyDeleteI don't need to repeat myself
ReplyDeletei didn't tell you to.
ReplyDeleteyou're not in the position to tell me anything
ReplyDeletewow you are really grumpy today. what exactly did i ever do to you?
ReplyDeletenothing lila
ReplyDeleteso why are you being like this?
ReplyDeletethis is how I am
ReplyDeletenot always.
ReplyDeleteit's a side of how I am. better now?
ReplyDeletepersonally i like the side better that's looking into my eyes with your arms wrapped around me and telling me how beautiful i am.
ReplyDeleteyou can't always get what you like better
ReplyDeletei was just letting you know that's a much more desirable side to you.
ReplyDeletethanks for the information
ReplyDelete*shakes his head*
ReplyDeletewhat?
ReplyDeletenothing
ReplyDeleteokay...
ReplyDeleteyou're up late today
ReplyDeletei was out late.
ReplyDeletehad fun?
ReplyDeletei did :)
ReplyDeletegood for you
ReplyDeletedid you have a good night?
ReplyDeleteI did
ReplyDeletewould have been better with me ;)
ReplyDeletemaybe
ReplyDeleteoh definitely instead.
ReplyDeleteso sure
ReplyDeleteso are you though i'm sure you wont admit it :3
ReplyDeleteyou're wrong
ReplyDeleteokay :3 well then i'm glad you had an inordinate amount of fun :3
ReplyDeletewhat are you wearing?
ReplyDeleteright now? tank and shorts, why?
ReplyDeletejust wondering
ReplyDeletewhat are you wearing? :3
ReplyDeleteboxers
ReplyDeleteyum :3
ReplyDeleteI'm still in bed
ReplyDeleteeven better...
ReplyDeletewhat are you doing?
ReplyDeletereading :)
ReplyDeletea book on watercolor painting. you?
ReplyDeletenice. I'm watching tv
ReplyDeleteanything good?
ReplyDeletebummer ;)
ReplyDeleteI fell asleep
ReplyDeleteoh yeah.
ReplyDeleteare you coming to see your nephew today?
ReplyDelete*shrugs*
ReplyDeletethats not an answer
ReplyDeleteI see
ReplyDeleteif i'm done working then yes :)
ReplyDeletewhat are you working on?
ReplyDeletei'm making a painting for my brothers birthday. we were born on the same day but 10 years apart.
ReplyDeletethats nice
ReplyDeleteyeah :)
ReplyDelete...how many brothers do you have?
ReplyDeletefive.
ReplyDeleteso many
ReplyDeletedon't be scared ;)
ReplyDeleteI have nothing to be scared of
ReplyDeleteno you don't.
ReplyDeletethat's what I said
ReplyDeletei agreed.
ReplyDeletesure :3
ReplyDeletenothing.
ReplyDeleteare you at work already?
ReplyDeletegood day?
ReplyDeleteyes it was
ReplyDeletehopefully today is just as good :)
ReplyDeletemorning
ReplyDeletenot a good one? :3
ReplyDeleteI don't know yet
ReplyDeleteit should be good until something makes it bad :3
ReplyDeletenot always
ReplyDeletewhy's that?
ReplyDeletesometimes I wake up in a bad mood already
ReplyDeletebad dreams?
ReplyDeleteno I'm just moody
ReplyDeleteare you? :3 i never noticed.
ReplyDeleteoh cheer up grumpy bear :3 we get 5 days off work! ;)
ReplyDeleteI don't mind working
ReplyDeletebut you love your family. are you having a big thanksgiving? :)
ReplyDeleteso do you. and yes I am
ReplyDeletei know :3 i'm not the one in the bad mood ;) and good, do you cook? :3
ReplyDeleteso what? I cook, but not on thanksgiving.
ReplyDeletewhat were we talking about? i was thinking about you just wearing an apron :3
ReplyDeleteyou get distracted easily. are you turned on lila?
ReplyDeletehell yeah, it's a nice visual :3
ReplyDelete*bites her lip* mmm....
ReplyDeletethinking i might enjoy cooking more if it was naked cooking :3
ReplyDeleteso that you could touch yourself while you cook? :\
ReplyDelete*shrugs* I don't like mixing food with sex
ReplyDeletewhy? it's awesome and then you get to shower together.
ReplyDeleteit's gross
ReplyDelete