Untitled #1056

Untitled #1056 by ssaarah

“So how did you know Colbie?” I asked Nate, my date for the evening. Instead of admitting to my sister that I was slowly falling deeper and deeper for Coach Cole I said yes when she offered to fix me up. Besides since Travis was nothing more than great sex? I needed to at least try to be interested in other men.

“She sold a house to me.” He grinned. “Got it for 10 grand under the asking price too.” I laughed.

“That sounds like my sister.” I admitted, knowing how hard she worked for her clients.

“If I had known her little sister was such a knockout I would have paid full price and just asked for you.” 

He winked and I smiled at the overly cliché line before finding his hand on my leg.

“I seriously doubt that, you seem to get what you want.” I laughed, crossing my leg away from him subtly. After all it wasn’t his fault I had such great legs.

“Lila.” I glanced up and saw Travis, his arm around a tall voluptuous brunette with big pouty lips and a blank stare.

“Hi.” I said simply when I caught my breath again. Why did this keep happening to me?! And what the hell was with Travis and girls who looked literally nothing like me? Why did he keep sleeping with me if I wasn’t even his type?!  “Um, this is Nate Carlson, Nate this is Travis, we work together.” It was getting easier and easier to introduce him, seeing as how for some reason we kept running into each other outside of the bedroom.

“Good to see you.” Travis said as if he hadn’t spent most of last night growling my name. He eyed Nate as he led the brunette to a table at the other side of the club. I nodded and downed the rest of my drink, looking up to see Nate a lot closer to me than he used to be.

“Thirsty?” he smirked and reached out to tuck my hair behind my ear a move that was sweet, but with him just came out kind of creepy. What on earth was Colbie thinking with this guy? Besides being tall dark and handsome I guess….

“Get me another?” I asked, pouting a little and watching him respond, using the free time to glance over at Travis as he played with the brunettes hair casually. I took a deep breath. I had come to the realization that I liked him more than just a guy who was good for a few orgasms and the fact that he was pretty much oblivious to me here hurt a little. It wasn’t something I was used to feeling, Parker’s words rang through my head as I looked away. I had never felt anything for the men I dated. And now here I was liking a guy who I wasn’t even dating and who in fact had no desire to date me at all.

“God you’re fucking gorgeous you know that?” Nate grinned and slipped back into the seat, his arm wrapping around me as the other slid back up my thigh.

“Thanks.” I bit my lip and tried crossing my legs away from him again but it was no use. Did this work for him usually?!

"Everything okay?"  Travis’ deep voice asked and I glanced up to see his large body right in front of us, glaring at my date.

"Perfect." Nate answered quickly, glaring at him for having the nerve to interrupt us but Travis didn’t even blink.

"I didn't ask you." he said in a cold tone before looking back at me. I was still trying to get his hands away from me but god he was like a snake he could find a way no matter what position I was in. "Come on Lil, lets go." I widened my eyes but stood up anyways, feeling more than relieved.

"Okay." I said simply but then I felt a hand grab my wrist.

"Hey, we were just starting having fun." He protested, Travis reached out easily and grabbed his elbow as he glared.

"Let go of her." he warned him, but apparently this guy had no fear because he kept talking.

"She wants to stay."

"Oh really?" he raised one eyebrow at him,  clearly not impressed at all, then looked at me, "Lila?"

“We have a project at work that I need his opinion on but I’ll be right back.” I gave Nate a tight smile and he relaxed.

“I’ll be waiting.” I walked to the bar with Travis and he glanced at me.

“Do you really want to go back?” he asked, his eyes holding mine and looking more serious than I’d ever seen.

“He’s harmless, but thanks for the break.” I gave him a nervous smile and turned to the bartender. “Scotch on the rocks please” Travis rose his brow at me and I shrugged. “He’s harmless but still I’d rather be tipsy to get through the rest of it.”

“So you asked him to put his hand up your skirt.” He asked, watching as I downed my drink and I shrugged.

“Well I wore a short skirt so I guess I was asking for it.” Travis glared at me.”Okay he’s a little pushy but it’s just one date, and my first one in a long time so it’s bound to be bad.” I forced a laugh and Travis tilted his head up.

“He doesn’t want to date you Lil.” He said seriously and I sighed, running my hands through my hair to pull out the pins holding it up in the knot I’d spent too much time on in preparation for tonight.

“Yeah. No one does.” I nodded and then smiled again. “But he’s cute right?” Travis looked at me for a second, as if he was going to say something but instead he glanced at the guy.

“A little old for you.” He commented before smirking at his joke. I laughed, the first real laugh I’d had all night which said something. “And also no…not cute.” He added, wincing at the guy.

“Don’t be jealous because your girl is making out with your brother.” I laughed as I nodded towards the other side of the room. Making out would have been an understatement. I kind of wanted to toss them a condom and a hotel key.

“She was my brothers date to begin with actually.” He admitted. “Though she is much more attractive when she isn’t talking.” He grinned, taking an appreciative look at the part of her ass that was showing.  I pushed his chest and shook my head.

“My god all men are the worst. No wonder I'm single.” Travis glanced back at me.

“Do you not want to be single?” he asked cautiously. I decided to mess with him and faked a romantic girly expression.

“What girl isn’t looking for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet and give her diamonds and babies and happily ever afters?” Travis shook his head.

“Always a smarta.ss.” he grinned. “Do you want another?” I nodded.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I teased and he shook his head, the look he gave me so full of heat it made me shiver.

“I’ve never needed to.” He said seriously, tilting my head up and running his finger across my jawline. “Besides I like to be sure you’re remembering everything I'm doing to you.” I licked my lips and leaned into his touch.

“Trust me. No woman forgets what you do to her.” I admitted and right on cue Travis smirked wide at me as his thumb moved to run across my lower lip.

"I must be epic." He said softly, making me roll my eyes even though that just made him grin wider.

"Don't get ahead of yourself now." I said flatly before downing the rest of my second drink, licking my lips when she set the empty glass back on the counter feeling just the beginnings of the hard liquor to start it’s work on my body.

"I won't pay for another one." he warned, running his hands through his hair and making me ache to have my hands tangled in it myself, thinking about how hard I held it when his mouth was between my legs…ugh…

"Why? Don't you have enough money Mr. Cole?" I teased, chuckling softly for no reason.  

"Hilarious Lila but no." he shook his head as he looked at me, though his face wasn’t annoyed it was more like interested. "I don't want to have any responsibility in you getting drunk and deciding to go back to that guy."

"What are you going to do instead?" I asked softly, thinking about how much I liked Travis’ company much more than my date. He ran his hands through his hair again and I licked my lips.

"I'm going home Lil."  

"So early?"  I was surprised, both that he was entertaining his brother’s girl and that he was saving me from the idiot I’d been set up with instead of finding a girl for himself.

"I'm tired." he admitted, breaking the eye contact to reach for his own drink and downing it, "I had a long day." I nodded slowly and looked over him, broad shoulders, bright eyes, even the moody fu.ck it attitude…everything about him was so damn attractive to me. Why I didn’t know. I liked available men, ones who were classically handsome and overly charming. The opposite of Travis but for some reason our bodies just screamed for each other whenever we were in the same room. It was palpable….or I was tipsy.

"You're still wearing today's clothes. I didn't notice before." I pointed out eventually.

"Don't they look good on me?" Travis grinned and his attempt at a joke made me laugh.

"That's not what I meant." He shrugged and I noticed how tired he looked. It made me want to settle down and ask him about his day before kissing it all better. I never felt that way.

"As I said, bad day."

"I don't know why I have the feeling that you have a lot of bad days." I pointed out, not meaning to say it, but hell when did I ever mean to say half the things I did.

"Because you're probably drunk already." he teased, then stood up from his stool, setting a brand new bill on the bar counter in the process. "I better go home now."

“I better go home too.” I added, licking my lips and watching as his eyes moved to my mouth instantly, the heat in his eyes unmistakable.

“You’re not going to go back to him?” he nodded towards the jerk waiting for me and I winced.

“No. No offense to my sisters taste but I kind of hate him.” Travis laughed, the deep booming sound comforting and sexy to me both at the same time.

“I agree with you there.” The bartender took this moment to slide me another drink and give me a wink.

“On the house.” He grinned and Travis rose a brow at me.

“Why exactly are you letting your sister set you up when you clearly have no issue finding men?” he asked, growling a little at the bartender before turning back to me. I smirked and shrugged.

“I don’t’ have very good taste myself.” I admitted. “Plus the guys I attract are usually either over eager guys who are in love with me after the first date or as.sholes who are just after me for my as.s.” I shrugged and took a sip of my free drink as he looked at me.

“Huh.” He ran his fingers through his hair and maybe it was the booze but god I just wanted to tangle my hands in it myself and let him devour me right here on this bar.

“Okay I'm getting too drunk for my own good so I'm gonna go hail a cab.” I said finitely before turning towards the bartender. “Do me a favor and tell my date I won’t ever be calling him again.” I asked sweetly before turning back to Travis. “Call me later?” he shrugged, his usual response even though we both knew one of us would eventually cave once our need for each other got to the point of no return. It was ridiculous I’d had him over and over and yet I still hadn’t even barely skimmed the surface of everything I wanted to do to him. I stumbled on my heels and cursed before he wrapped his arms around my waist to hold me still.

“Damn it Lila.” He growled. “Why cant’ you drink fruity drinks with barely any alcohol like every other girl?” I made a face.

“Because they taste like bubbles.” I replied seriously. “Mmm I want a bubble bath.” I grinned. “Let me go now I can walk to the cab and you’re making me start too many fantasies by holding me like this….” Damn my mouth and its total lack of a filter. Travis smirked, seemingly annoyed and amused at the same time before he spoke.

“What kind of fantasies?” he asked, raising a brow as he kept his hands on me.

“The kind where you bend me over the bar and take me right here no matter who’s watching.” I admitted, feeling my cheeks burn red hot as I said it and noticed the bartenders eyes widening as if he’d heard everything. Travis laughed, though I saw his eyes darken as he shook his head.

“Naughty Lila, I'm taking you home.” I shrugged.

“Your loss….everyones loss actually.” I laughed and let him walk me to his car, sliding into the front seat and feeling my third drink slowly take over my body. I wasn’t a big drinker, but when I did drink I preferred pure liquor and the combination made me a mess fast. I’d feel embarrassed and guilty if I didn’t feel so warm and awesome. He slammed the door shut and started the car, pulling off the street like a shot gun.

"Yes Lil, keep talking." He said in an amused tone, keeping his eyes on the street while I gripped the door and growled.

"If you don't slow down I'm going to throw up." I said seriously and made a face, getting only an eye roll in response. "What?" .

"Nothing." he said quietly with a loud sigh. I turned towards him and pouted.

"You're driving like a turtle now."

"Good god Lila." He muttered under his breath, shaking his head again.

"Are you taking me home?" I asked, suddenly realizing I’d never been to his place. I wondered if that was something that he did with all the girls he fucked or if he just liked my apartment. I’d have to remember to try and get into his bed next time I wanted some. Which was now.

"Yes." he answered simply, glancing at me before looking back at the road. I bit my lip, my hormones getting the better of me as I set my hand on his thigh and moved it slowly up towards his crotch.

"Your home?" I asked, going for a sexy tone that I wasn’t sure I accomplished.

"No, yours."  He sighed as he reached for my hand to set it back onto my lap. Damn. Instead of letting him go I tangled my fingers with his and squeezed, loving the feel of his hands on me no matter where I was.  

"Are you carrying me with your strong hands?" I asked, biting down on my lip as I thought of those hands on the rest of my body. Ugh I got so horny when I was drunk….or maybe it was just him. Travis smirked but shook his head as he parked.  

"No." He got out and I opened the door but getting out sounded pretty dizzy to me. He turned towards me and I pouted as I looked up at him.  There was no way I was getting up the stairs by myself.

"No Lila." He groaned. I reached out for his jacket and pulled him closer.

"Come on Trav, please..." I said sweetly, begging him.

"Fine." Travis gave up and reached out for me, cradling me in his arms as he closed the door behind him and then carried me into my building. Mmmm.  

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked and wrapped my arms around his neck, which smelled so delicious I wanted to lick it.

"I'm putting you to bed kid." he said seriously, which was okay with me as long as he was coming with me. Literally. Travis carried me into  my bedroom, pulling off the sheets and setting me on the bed before shaking his head. “You can’t wear that to bed Lila.” He growled and I grinned wider.

“Take it off then.” He stared at me with that combination of annoyed and amused before telling me to raise my arms so he could slide the sheath dress over my body and toss it aside, cursing when he saw what I had on underneath it.

“Oh for fu.cks sake Lil.”

“I can’t wear bra’s with backless dresses Trav.” I pointed out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He shook his head, walking over to my dresser and picking out a nightgown. If I was more sober I would have commented on how well he knew my bedroom, but I was too busy pouting about how he wanted to put clothes on me instead of things that would be more fun.

“Raise your arms again.” He slipped the silk over my body and I wiggled into it before sliding under the covers and then taking him off guard by yanking him down with me.

“I'm not going to fu.ck you tonight Lila, get it through your head.” I shrugged and nuzzled into him closer.

“Okay just stay here then.” I felt him freeze up against me, not holding me, but not pulling away either.

“I have to get home.” I shook my head against his chest.

“Bullshi.t. You can leave when I'm asleep.” I thought about offering to have him stay for when I was more sober and he’d be willing to touch me again, but I didn’t want to push it when his arm came around me tentatively.

“How do you get me to do these things?” he mumbled to himself and I felt his body move as he shook his head.

“I’m very adorable. It’s hard to say no.” I slurred as I inhaled his scent, cold crisp air mixed with strong clean man that was a head rush in itself.

“I'm pretty good at saying no.” he responded in a gruff voice, and I knew he was only staying because I wouldn’t remember it in the morning anyways. Actually I didn’t know why he was staying. I didn’t care much either.

“Shhh” I put a finger to his lips and then ran it down his stomach before resting against him. “Sleep time.” He stopped talking and we both relaxed against each other. It was the first time we’d been wrapped in each other’s arms without sex being a part of it. Not that I wasn’t missing that, but this was just so…..nice. And I wasn’t much of a cuddler usually. But with Travis’ hard body holding me? It felt too good to be true. Which it was because a minute later I felt him tense.

"What's wrong?" I asked, moving my hand from his stomach to his side so I was draped across him.

"Nothing's wrong." He answered in a soft sweet voice I’d never heard him use. I shifted against him and set my chin on his chest, looking up into his eyes.

"You're all tense Trav." I paused and wondered if maybe it was all in my head, "What are you thinking about?" He licked his lips and I resisted the urge to kiss him before he looked away.

"I can't even remember the last time I slept with someone." He admitted finally, and I felt something in me snap for no reason. Damn alcohol.

"Really? Because I do." I spat out of nowhere, "That gross waitress."

"That wasn't sleeping." He glared and I felt bad because he had just told me something real and vulnerable and I had snapped back with jealousy. Stupid.

"Still." I muttered before setting my cheek back against his chest and keeping quiet again, wondering why every time we opened one of the walls between us? The other person put it right back up. Travis suddenly sat up, my head falling to his lap as he shook his head and ran his hands through his hair.  

"I can't do this."

"This is nothing Travis, don't act like a baby." I snorted as I rolled my eyes, then looked up at him pointedly. "Just let me fall asleep then you can sneak out and do the walk of shame even though there's no shame here." I added with a chuckle as I cozied myself up on a pillow now that his body was less accessible. Travis shook his head and sighed again.

"It wouldn't make any sense, it's better if I leave now." his voice was so stubborn I knew his mind was made up. I figured I could probably convince him, could probably even convince him to let me strip him of his clothes and act on what we both wanted, but I was too tired and worn out to do anything but shrug.

“Mmm…whatever.” I whispered before falling into a deep sleep.