when the lights fade out all the sinners crawl

when the lights fade out all the sinners crawl by sassy featuring sport shirts

I parked my bike in front of Lila's apartment building without even realizing I was there, I got off and steadied myself, knowing I should have stopped a few drinks before this point but not caring that much. This was a bad idea, I kept repeating to myself as I walked to the front door of the building, it swinging open as soon as I set my hand on it and almost making me lose my balance. Again. I leaned against a wall and swallowed as I closed my eyes, the imagines in my head were a blur, there was the memory of my night, Jackson, the girl with him, Lila, the fight with the bartender, the girl who threw herself at me, Lila, the girl I had danced with, Lila, Lila, Lila...Lila. Since I had talked to her I had been able not to think about her, kind of, but tonight I was an obsessed man. I craved her. I wanted to run my hands up and down her silky skin, I wanted to feel her hands on me, I wanted to bury myself deep inside of her...god I wanted to f.uck her.

Making my way to her floor I reached for my phone and dialed her number, but I got no answer. What if she was out? What if she was in but with another guy? I'd just kick him out. I nodded to myself and tried again, this time her voice filling my ears, "Travis?" She asked, her tone surprised and hesitant.
"Open the door." I said back in a low tone, tempted to break it down myself if she was going to make me wait a second longer. What if she didn't want to see me? No, that was impossible. Her eyes when I had said bye...no. She still wanted to see me.
"What are you even talking about, are you okay?" She muttered, sounding confused this time.
I took a deep breath, leaning my forehead against the wooden surface, "I'm at your door. Open Lil." I said back, and a second later here she was, as beautiful as ever.
"You could have knocked-" She started but cut herself off once she gave me a glance over, "What's going on Travis?"
I walked into her apartment, closing the door behind me and stepping closer to her, "I wanted to see you." I answered honestly, noticing how she took a step back at every step I took in her direction. God she was so gorgeous.
Her back hit the wall and my body pressed against hers in less than a second, my head tilting down as my nose brushed up her neck and I inhaled her deeply. She smelt like heaven and something sweet. It was like I was breathing again. She sets her hands on my chest and I could feel she was about to give herself to me, I knew her body, how she reacted to mine, how she couldn't resist me ever. Then she pushed me away, "Oh my god, you're drunk." She said in one quick breath and I had no idea what she wanted to say with her tone. She seemed disappointed? Upset? "You need to go back home...I'll call you a cab."
I ignored her completely and set my hands on the wall, one by each side of her head as I stared down at her. "Why were you awake? Were you painting?" I asked instead, knowing that it was what she did so late at night.
"Travis." She shook her head and swallowed, as if there was a river of words that was about to come out of her mouth but she didn't want to let it out. Instead she made fists in my t-shirts and tried to push me away further.
I didn't move an inch, but kept staring at her, "Don't push me away..." I said in a quiet tone, one that I rarely used but I didn't want to go away. I didn't need her to call me a fucking cab, I needed her to let me stay.
Lila ran hee tongue over her lips and I groaned. "Don't fucking tease me Lil." I was this close to just toss her over my shoulder and have my way with her.
She scrunched up her face. "You smell like whiskey."
I shrugged because yes I might have drank some whiskey along with other things. I still couldn't see her point. "Oops."
She ducked under my arm so she could get away from me, running her hand through her hair. Didn't she want me now? I wanted to rip her nightgown off her body. "What do you want?"
I grinned and didn't hide behind any mask as I watched her, thinking that this was the point where I was about to have her. "You." I said it roughly as I reached out and pulled her towards me again, squeezing her ass in my hands and then running up her body to cup her breasts. Her body was something I missed.
She grabbed my hands and pushed them away. "That's just the booze talking Trav. You don't want me anymore, you told me." She turned away but my hands were back on her again, this time wrapping around her waist. I didn't want to stop touching her and I did want her tonight.
"Who cares?" I said against her neck, burying my face in her hair as my lips found her neck. She hesistated this time and I took advantage of that, closing my eyes and inhaling her sweet scent, getting high on her.
"You're drunk." She said again.
"We've been over that already." I said simply because yes I was drunk so what.
This time she didn't pull away. Instead she turned in my arms and cupped my face, pushing my hair out of my eyes and studying my face. Her hands on me, her eyes on me...it was all good. "You'll regret it in the morning." She smiled and stood up on her tiptoes to kiss my nose before she walked to her kichen. "You can stay but we're not fucking. You can watch me paint. I'll make you some coffee first."
I blinked at her as I watched her walk, wondering what the fuck was that. What was I, 5? "No." I shook my head, following her unsteadily.
She tossed her head over her shoulder, raising one eyebrow as she poured some coffee into a cup. "No to what?" She asked me slowly.
"No to everything." I said seriously as I shook my head again, "I don't want coffee, I want to f.uck you and I want a decent kiss."
She downed her coffee, keeping her eyes on me and shooting me an amused look, "We want a lot of things, don't we?"
I nodded slowly and got closer to her once again, setting my hands on her hips, "I always get what I want." I commented shortly, barely realizing what I was talking about. Never in my life I had had to try so hard to end in one girl's bed. I could have all the girls I wanted, but they weren't good enough, they were just easy and stupid. I wanted Lila right now.
She rolled her eyes and ignored me, setting her cup in the sink before taking me by my sleeve and dragging me to a part of her apartment I had never been to. Or at least not that I remembered. "You didn't say anything about watching me paint. I have to finish the preparatory sketch before sleeping." She explained but I was barely listening, too distracted by her a.ss. I wondered if she was wearing panties. I had to check probably.
I slid my hand down her nightgown, smirking when I found nothing but a thin film of silk separating me from her cheek. "I want to eat you while you paint." I said seriously, watching her widen her eyes before she forced me to sit on a stool in front of a big canvas.
"Behave before I kick you out." She said eventually. I was suprised because she sounded so serious...would she really do that? Well, I didn't want to take that risk.
"Okay." I nodded and wrapped my arm around her waist as I leaned my head against her side, watching her sketch. "I love it." I muttered under my breath, my eyelids feeling heavy and my jeans feeling tight. I couldn't help it.
She glanced down at me, smirking, "How am I supposed to paint with you like this?"
"I have no idea and I don't care." I shrugged as I nuzzled her side, curious to know where her sketch was going and if it'd be another great one like the hands one but I was seriously distracted. Also I was seriously drunk. Fuck I wanted her so bad.
Lila sighed. "If I give you one kiss will you leave me alone for 20 minutes?"
I grinned, because she was talking nonsense. I hadn't come here to let her go for 20 minutes. I didn't know if she was playing some game of pushing me away to drive me crazy...but she wanted to kiss me and this was a good start. "Ten minutes maybe." I replied, always the one to have the last word.
She shook her head as she grinned, turning into me and sofly pressing her lips against mine. Finally. I grabbed her roughly, tangling my hands in her hair and holding her close as my tongue slid easily into her mouth, massaging hers, feeling content because she was letting herself go and giving herself to me. Then she tensed, pissing me. Why was she playing hard to get tonight?
"Travis." She spoke against me as she tried to pull away but I kissed her harder, pulling her easily into my lap and showing her just what the combo of too many drinks and her did to my body. I was hard, so fucking hard it was painful.
"You're so goddamn beautiful Lila." I growled. "So perfect....the way you respond to me....look at your tits they're begging me to touch them..." She stifled a moan, responding to my dirty talking like she always did, that being her weakness and I I had barely gotten started. "I need you." My last three words were strangled, I was using all my self control not to just rip her nightgown off, knowing even through my alcohol daze that I couldn't really do that if she didn't want me to...but it was getting harder and harder to resist. I was losing it.
She moaned, pulling away as fast as she could, standing up and running her hands through her hair. "I have to pee." She rushed out of the room before I could reply.
I blinked, processing what had just happened but the more I thought about it the more confused I felt. Why she kept pulling away? I rubbed my hands over my face as  inhaled deeply, but my hands smelt like Lila and I stood up, walking to the bathroom with all the intention of breaking in. I heard the water running and shook my head, making my way back to the other room and looking at all the paintings lining the walls and on the floor.
I looked back at her, "You look flushed." I commented, my eyes taking in her body slowly, trying to figure out what was wrong with her tonight. Only, all I could think about was how her nips were staring at me and I wanted to bite them.
"I really had to pee." She replied, acting all weird.
I walked over her again, having a hard time walking straight as I stared at her. "You want me to go." I muttered, not actually believing that she wanted that. She didn't know what she wanted, she was just a baby.
She ran her hands through her hair before setting them on my chest, "I didn't say that." She said quietly. "You're drunk."
"So you keep saying." I retorted flatly, my mind working slowly as my words came out of my mouth before I could even filter them. "It took you a lot to pee."
She pulled away from me and crossed her arms against her chest, her cheeks getting bright pink, "So what?"
I opened my mouth, wishing I could say something with a sense when I couldn't apparently. So I cupped her face and captured her lips with mine, slowly, gently, sucking on her bottom lip as if she was the most delicious thing to taste. And she really was, so f.ucking delicious. At first she let me kiss her and I felt her hands on my stomach, then she pushed away. Good god what the f.uck she was doing now. "You keep pushing me away. Why Lil? I know you want me." I muttered as I frowned, nothing making sense to me anymore.
"Didn't we say I had 10 minutes?" She asked and made it sound like a joke but I wasn't laughing. I was starting to get mad. I didn't like where this was going.
"You used them to pee." I said flatly as I turned around to give a glance over at her paintings once again, my eyes stopping on one that was almost as powerful as the one I had in my house. It looked unfinished and it was beautiful. "Keep painting, I'm going away." I added eventually, not bothering to look at her and making my way to the door because if she wasn't going to let me f.uck her then I had no reason to be there. It'd only get me mad and I didn't want to be mad around Lila, I wanted to hold her and kiss her instead.
"Trav, how did you come here?" She said from behind me.
"Bike." I muttered as I opened the door, more like I tried to. Did she lock us inside?
"You can't drive like this."
I turned to her, feeling like a mad man who couldn't act like he wanted, get what he wanted. "I'll be fine." I said sharply. Fuck I was a mess.
Lila narrowed her eyes and glared at him. "If you even try to get on that bike in your condition I will call the cops." She said seriously. Ha.
I glared right back at her. "No you wouldn't."
She grabbed her cell phone from the counter and dialed. "Try me"
I growled, because I hated that she was talking to me like that but I hated even more that it made me want her so bad. "You know you're sexy as fuck when you're pissed off." I commented after a moment of brooding at her.
"I'm always sexy as fuck." She spat back. "And you let me go." At her snappy retort there was a noise I couldn't focus on.
"What was that?" I looked around as she walked to the door, opening it to a guy. So that was the reason why she didn't want me in her bed, it was booked already.
"Hey baby girl." He walked in and pressed a kiss against her cheek before his whole body was pressed against the wall, shoved against it by my much bigger frame.
"Who the fuck are you?" I demanded, furious because he was there to fuck my Lila and because she was going to let him.
"TRAVIS!" She yelled, trying to pull me off but not having nearly enough stength.
"Um. Parker. Who are you?" He asked, seemingly shocked and amused.
"Get the hell away from Lila." I said in a low voice, getting ready to kick his face and make sure he'd never even think about her again.
"Travis this is my BROTHER!" She exclaimed in a frustrated voice.
I paused and let Parker go, who was laughing under his breath. Oh shit. Her brother.
"Hit the bottle a little hard tonight man?" He teased, straigtening out his suit.
"I thought-" I said to me, feeling so conflicted and exhausted I was just tempted to let go. Fuck everything.
She just sighed and shook her head. "He's just here to pick up a painting for a friend of ours Trav." She looked at the guy. "Don't let him leave, he thinks he can drive a goddamn bike in his condition..." She shook her head and the assclown glared at me. Fuck him too.
"The hell you are." He spat, his voice turning from light to dark in a second. "Who are you anyways?"
"He's no one." She said pointedly, walking into her room.
"I'm out of here." I muttered under my breath, more to myself than to anyone since Lila wasn't in the room and her brother was smart enough not to even try to stop me. A man that could stop me still had to come to life. I walked out the door, not bothering to close it and using the stairs even though I was basically risking my life. I was mad now, I needed to let it out someway and since I couldn't punch anyone or anything all I could do was move and set a cigarette between my lips. Once outside I sat down on the edge of the sidewalk, running a hand through my hair as I smoked, fully aware that I'd paid for my drinks the day after. At least I wouldn't pay for anything else. Lila had pushed me away. I stared into the darkness, my head pulsing and a new need came to me, I wanted to go home and sleep. Fuck Lila. It was her loss anyway.
"Oh my god you're here." Her voice cut into my thoughts and for a moment I considered it being an allucination, but when I felt her hands on my shoulders I knew it was real.
I turned my head to look at her from over her shoulder, noticing that she was still wearing that little piece of silk only. "Get inside, you'll get a cold." I muttered under my breath before looking in front of me again, taking another long drag and wishing I had some weed with me. Also, where was her brother?
She walked around me, "Trav..." She trailed off softly and when my eyes moved from her feet to her face I found a small smile on her lips. With no make up, with the moon behind her in that clear night, she looked like a gorgeous angel. "You can't drive, come on..."
"I called a cab, don't worry." I said with a straight face then broke eye contact, playing with the butt of my cigarette before inhaling another drag and tossing it away.
"You're lying." She said back seriously and lowered herself so that she was leveling me, her hands on my knees for support.
"I can't drive now, I'm still so fucking hard it'd hurt too much." I said as I made eye contact again, the look into her eyes softer now.
At that she laughed, a laugh that filled me with something...something nice, and I couldn't help smirking a little. "You can sleep with me if you want." She offered even though she sounded a little hesitant, as if she didn't really know what to do.
I felt my smirk get wider, it going from ear to ear, "Oh I definitely want that." I nodded, licking my lips at the thought alone.
"Not in that way. Just sleeping. Since you can't drive and all." She explained seriously.
I sighed, standing up and grabbing her hands in the process, swaying a little too. "We'll see."
"I'm way too sober to deal with you right now." Lila smirked, shaking her head.
"Maybe you should get less sober." I grinned at her, thiking about how naughty she alwayg got after a few drinks, not that she needed that to be completely desiderable.
"You'd like that wouldn't you." She teased me.
"Is your cockblock brother gone?" I asked, my mind already way ahead. I was picturing the moments to come and I couldn't wait.
He laughed out at my blunt statement. "Yes." She grinned. "But you know what else is a cockblock? Throwing up anywhere in my apartment."
"I'm not going to throw up." I rolled my eyes at the ridiculousness of her words. I was a big man, I needed a lot more than drink a little to throw up.
"You better not." She got me into the elevator, showing me the fine view of her back. Why hadn't I fucked that little perfect ass already?
"You know anyone walking behind you can see your ass in that thing." I commented, moving my hand to wrap around her waist and then sneak up her nightgown.
"Then it's a good thing that you're the only one walking behind me....also that you almost beat up any guy who comes close, even if he's related to me."
"Hmphn." I said a non-word as she pulled away from me, walking to her door and letting us both in. God if she didn't stop to pull away from me I was going to tie her. "Where are you going?"
"To put real pajama's on." She replied seriously, but before she could reach her bedroom my arms were around her waist and my head back in the crook of her neck. I loved there.
"Don't bother." My hands grasped at the hem of her nightgown,pulling upwards and toss it aside.
"Are you helping me change?" She asked, a little breathier as my hands moved over her naked body.
"You're fucking beautiful." I groaned, all my senses enjoing that heaven that was her. "Perfect. I've never been so hard in my life...."
"We can't have sex." She said forcefully, sounding like a broken record.
"Fuck that." My hands were still roaming her body, turning her in my arms so I could see everything. I wasn't going to stop for any reason, I didn't care if she wanted to.
She gritted her teeth and just when I was ready to hear another no she pressed her body against mine, nibbling along my jaw before reaching my ear. "Fine. But I better cum more than once." She whispered seriously.
"It's all about you." I said in a low tone, overexcited because she was finally giving herself to me. It was easier for both of us when she said yes, without losing so much fucking time. I led her to her bedroom, being careful not to let her go in the process before I laid her down in the middle of her bed, "I want to worship every inch of you."
"God Trav." She let out in a chocked breath, shaking her head against her pillow as she stared at me. I knew she was thinking things I didn't want to know, so I didn't ask. Instead I took my shoes and jeans off, every move taking f.ucking forever and making me frustrated because in all honesty clothes were so useless. "Let me help you." She whispered softly and before I could notice she was kneeling by the end of the bed, taking my shirt off and running her fingers down my stomach.
I reached for her hands before she could reach for my erection, which was hiding kind of under my boxers, because if she started touching me? There was no way I could spoil her. And I did want to spoil her, it was like spoiling myself too. "All about you." I repeated as I laid next to her, rolling onto my side while she adjusted herself on her back.
"You were all in a hurry why are you taking it slow now?" She asked and wrapped her arm around my neck when I slid mine between her back and her mattress.
"I know what I'm doing." I answered quietly as I let me eyes take in her body, beautiful, perfect, naked and splayed for me only, my hand followed my gaze and caressed her thigh, her stomach, her ribs until I finally found her breasts. God her breasts, so soft and small, they fit my hand just perfectly. Without realizing it I found myself groaning softly at the great pleasure that was touching her alone and then I tilted my head down to kiss her. Her lips molded against mine as if it was what they had been made for that only, my fingers playing with her breast as they pulled at her already hard nip once, twice and so on, every time squeezing it a little more until I knew it was aching and I knew it because I knew her body like the back of my hand.
"Trav." She breathed out against my mouth and I pulled my head back to stare down into her gorgeous eyes as my palm ran flat down her stomach, stopping on her pussy where my middle finger pressed against her clit before I rubbed in circles, "More..." She pleaded as her back arched but her gaze was still on me, never letting me go and keeping me under her spell.
I pushed two fingers inside of her roughly, my stomach getting in knots for all the tension, for how hard I was, for how much I wanted her now and always, or maybe just because I was drunk. A loud moan escaped her throat and it sounded like music to my ears, still there was a hint of desperation that went straight to my core. She didn't want me, not like she did before. I was there and she was there but it had taken too long. "You kept pushing me away...why Lil...never push me away." I muttered and closed my eyes, moving my head down to allow my mouth to suck on her skin, gently at first but the more I thought about how hard she had tried to resist me the more rough I got. I bit her breast, captured her nip between my teeth and tortured it with my tongue as my fingers fucked her at a steady pace.
"You..." Lila started in a breathy hot as fuck voice I was having a hard time focusing on.
"Me what?" My words were a growl against her skin and she shook her head.
"Nothing....I was bad...punish me." She said instead, kicking me off balance with her words as my hand sped up, fucking her fast and hard while she bucked up into it.
"You were. You're mine and you forgot....you resisted me." I mumbled, letting my thoughts flow before they could turn into an obsession. I didn't deal well with rejection, but mostly she had no reason to reject me. She was my Lil, my eleven.
"Yes..." She let her head fall back. "I touched myself in the bathroom so I wouldn't give in to you." She admitted.
I grinned wickedly as my thumb moved up to rub slow circles against her clit. Fuck she couldn't get any hotter than this. "I knew it.....you were in there for too long and you came back looking like sex." I smirked wider since I had had the feeling that something had happened but I had no idea she could be that bold. So fucking sexy. "Tell me what you thought of."
"You. Always you." She said instantly for once being honest with me. And damn what a great ego boost. Of course she had thought about me, she couldn't resist no matter how hard she tried.
"Be more specific or I'll spank you." I said darkly before biting at her other breast, making her call out.
"Do it." She breathed, sounding needy and that was how I wanted her. "Hard." She added, arching into my hand, of course close.
"You can't cum." I stopped moving my hand. "Tell me what got you off when you touched yourself."
She groaned, beyond frustrated but I didn't give a fuck. I was the frustrated one after all the bullshit she had gotten me through.
"This." She gasped. "Your fingers inside of me, your tongue too."
I grinned in pure satisfaction. "Just that?" I captured her lips in a steamy kiss as I hovered over her body.
"I finished before I could think anything else." She whispered, her eyes glued to my cock which was so hard it was straigning upward towards my stomach. She so wanted that. She grabbed my face and looked into my eyes, leaving me out of breath for a moment. "But I ususally think of everything. Your hands, your mouth, your dick....you fucking me in every way you can think of until I can't cum anymore." She admitted, and I let out a low growl, grabbing her hands and pinning them over her head.
"Because you were made for me. This body was made for mine...." I rambled and she just nodded.
"Yes....it's yours..." She agreed, arching up to feel more of my skin against hers.
"All mine." I repeated like a mantra, a truth that had to be told. I was glad she was smart enough to admit that. My head moved down her body again and I left a trail of kisses on my way back up until I laid on my side again, letting go of her hands.
She tangled her leg with mine, reaching for my hand to set it between her legs, "What are you doing now? Spooning me?" She asked in a small teasing voice as she pressed her ass against my erection and making me groan.
"One day I'm going to f.uck your a.ss. It's a promise Lil." I said as I grabbed her leg and spread it open, setting it on my hip while I kept staring at her naked body like a man stares at an oasis in the desert. I was so going to f.uck her a.ss sooner or later. My hips moved to allow my d.ick to rest on her p.ussy and she pressed her hand flat against its head as I rub against her c.lit. "Yeah...like this...you have no idea of how much I want you. I hate it. I love it." I groaned, not even knowing what I was talking about at this point, too deep into the sensation of being so close to be inside of her again.
"Take me." She breathed out, arching her back against my chest as she pushed my d.ick into her sweet tight p.ussy, killing me and moaning.
"Yes baby." I hissed, filling her completely as I pushed deep inside of her, every atom of my body focused on the pleasure I was giving and she was giving to me. "Let me inside." I muttered and didn't move, "Look at me." I added.
She turned her head, her eyes bigger than usual and saying so much it was almost too much. I didn't want to know. I just wanted to f.uck her senseless. "Trav..." She whispered softly, wrapping her arm around my neck and tangling her fingers with my hair as she swayed her hips slowly. "Oh god Trav..." She went on in that sexy tone, my body joining hers as I followed her movements, in and out in and out, slowly, deeply, it was driving me insane. I was insane already.
I kept eye contact until her lips, so close to mine, distracted me and I had to close my eyes as I kissed her. It was as if time never passed while I was inside of her, I was lost in her body, in that kiss, in the way my hips met her a.ss at the perfect tempo, the sound of our bodies clashing together was hypnotic, her lips addicting...I was f.ucked. In a brief moment of clearity I realized that I was f.ucked and I didn't even care. I didn't care about much these days. "F.uck." I muttered unintelligently against her lips as I kneaded her breasts with both hands, picking a faster pace when I felt her tug at my hair and tighten around me, "Not yet you know you can't come without me. With me only Lil."
"Then get there!!!" Lila screamed, her frustration showing in more ways than one.
"Lila." I growled at her exclamation and grabbed her hips, flipping her over fast and lifting her ass just enough to slide inside of her again, the new angle making me see stars as she clenched around me. "Yes....fuck you're gripping me so hard...."
"Please...." She begged this time, her voice dripping with need, almost desperate.
"Now....Lila....." I was pounding into her as we both came violently, her body shattering and me emptying inside of her for what felt like ever. Nothing could ever compare to coming inside of her and my thoughts had nothing to do with the alcohol in my blood, it was all on her and how I wanted to take her all over again. "I'm staying over." I growled, slumping next to her and pulling her into my body. "When I wake up I'll take you again."
She smirked and laughed lightly. "You won't wake up for a while." She replied, pushing back my hair and kissing my lips softly before cuddling against me.
"I will instead....you don't know..." I breathed deeply, words seeming useless at this point.
"Do whatever you want Trav." She laughed.
"I always do." I muttered and closely my eyes, feeling a smile tug at my lips. It was as if I had found my peace now. When she laughed again I wrapped my arms around her tighter. "I like when you laugh."
"I like when you laugh too." She said softly, her fingers tracing my eyebrow, my cheekbone then my lips.
Silence fell in the room and I let out a deep breath, only focusing on her touch on me, so soft and intimate. I could fuck with many girls, but intimacy was something I never had with any of them. "Talk Lil." I whispered.
"What should I be talking about?" She asked, amusement in her voice as her fingers kept brushing against my face as if she was studying me. It didn't even bother me, I was happy where I was, drunk and high on her. Again. No wonder why my bike had taken me to her.
I ran my hand down her back and let it rest on her ass, "Anything you want." I said quietly, remembering her words, "You said you still wanted to talk to me. I like hearing you."
"You wouldn't remember a word, you're drunk." She pointed out in a silly chuckle and I felt her head move while her hand slid down my neck before it stopped on my chest.
"I'm not drunk." I said in monotone and when she didn't say a word I opened my eyes, finding her with an eyebrow raised. I smiled like an idiot because she was right and she was cute. "I'm drunk." I admitted and laughed then nuzzled her neck, inhaling her as deep as possible.
"Promise you'll remember?" Lila asked, pressing her hands against my chest, but there was no way she could escape my hold. I wasn't letting her go anywhere.
"Remember what?" I asked back since I was having a hard time understanding what she was talking about and I didn't know if it was because of my condition or because it didn't actually make any sense in our converation.
"Me." She said simply.
For a second I was tempted to laugh, because forgetting her? Damn she was epic. So forgetting her would be impossible, I knew that for sure. But then my laugh chocked me before I could even make a sound and I felt a hole in my chest, a tiny one, but very dark and very deep. "Lila..." I wispered, cupping her face and kissing her swiftly, expertly, the way I always did.
"Please." She cuddled against my neck and wrapped herself around me body and soul. And I let her, because not even for a second I wanted her to think she wasn't good enough, that she was just a copy of the other girls, she was so much more than that, had so much more to offer.
"I'm here baby." I kissed the top of her head, having the feeling that something was off and wanting to reassure even though I didn't know why.
"Why did you come here tonight? Surely you could have gone home with another woman. Or women for that matter."
"Other women arent you." I answered simply in my drunk honesty.
"But you told me-" She started then stopped. "Have you ever gone home with more than one woman?" She asked instead.
"Have you?" I grinned at the odd question and she laughed before nodding.
"Yes, I frequent lesbian orgies on a bi-monthly basis."
I laughed out loud at her joke, my booming laughter filling the room. It was weird hearing me laugh. "That would be quite a sight to see." I admitted, pushing her hair away from her breasts for a better view. Yum.
"You didn't answer me."
I let my head rest on the pillow again since it felt so heavy, keeping my eyes on her face though. "What do you think?" I asked with a stupid smirk on my face and my thoughts couldn't be more distant from the memory of the few threesomes I had had because I was all focused on the beauty lying next to me.
"I think yes." She answered with a nod and I just shrugged. "With your ex?" She pushed when I didn't answer, curiosity showing in her tone.
"Nope." I said lazily as I pulled her closer again, needing to feel her silky skin against mine more than anything because it was so soft and smooth it felt like I was touched by heaven. "Golden rule is, never do it with people you care about. Or like."
"Uhm." She furrowed her brows, processing the informations I was giving her, "Who were they?"
At that question I shrugged again, not that much interested in the topic because it was a story I had already heard myself before, instead kissing her neck was a lot better. But she was in a talking mood and I loved hearing her, so I answered, "I honestly can't even remember their faces. I only remember that they were hot girls."
"Okay enough." She sighed softly, her leg wrapping around my hips as she played with my hair. If I wasn't drunk I could have thought she was being jealous, but I was drunk so.
"What about you?" I questioned between kisses, this time it was my turn being curious. She was obviously a girl who liked sex, not easy but not a saint either, though I couldn't tell if she was the type to make a fantasy come true.
"It happened once only, when I was in college." She said quietly and I pulled my head back to look at her with my brows furrowed. Did I just hear she had a threesome? "Hey don't look at me like that!" She poked my chest.
"Such a naughty girl you are." I grinned and spanked her a.ss lazily before I ran my hand up her back to cup her neck, keeping her head in place as I stared at her. I felt restless, like I couldn't stop touching her. "Did you like it?"
At that she rolled her eyes, "Of course I did, duh." She smirked at me then got serious, "Would you be in one with me?"
"Hell no." I answered in a heartbeat, not even needing time to think.
"God, you think I'm not even good for a threesome." She spat, looking genuinely upset with that small pout on her lips as she pulled back just so slightly.
I pushed her hard against me, burying my head in the crook of her neck once again, "What the fuck are you saying, you're my eleven." I muttered quietly and as I heard the words coming out of my mouth I realized that maybe they didn't sound as meaningful as they did in my head. I could only wish she knew how absolutely amazing she was, if she wasn't eleven already she could have been one.
"You make that sound like an endearment when its not." Lila laughed as I nuzzled her neck, wishing that for once she'd just keep quiet. A thank you would have been enough.
"It is for me." I placed a kiss where her shoulder met her neck and she shivered in my arms, I was more interested in her skin than in the conversation.
"Oh so you care about me too much to watch me with another girl." She smirked, leaning into me and wrapping her legs around mine.
"Exactly." I nodded and then shifted so I was on my back staring at her ceiling. In an immaginary threesome Lila would take too much of my attention and the other girl would be barely relevant. "Smart and hot."
"Yes, the full package." She teased. "So why did you break things off Trav?" She whispered softly. "You said you didn't want me anymore."
I ran my hands over my face and sat up to look down at her. I was bad with words always but for fucks sake I had zero chance to come up with something decent right now. Plus, I had already talked to her. "I don't.....I just...." I shook my head, utterly frustrated and with no clue of how to explain her. What did she want me to tell her? I still wanted her, but I couldn't give her what she wanted.
She ran her hands slowly up my chest, pulling me back down on top of her. "Think you can go again old man?" She asked, biting her lip as she arched her body into mine.
"That's a tempting offer..." I trailed off, rolling over onto my back and holding her against me so that now she was the one on top.
She set her hands flat on my chest before leaning her chin on their back as she looked at me, "But you're too old?" She teased, smirking a little.
I ran my hands up and down her body, slowing down everytime I touched her a.ss, "Not wise enough to be too old." I muttered quietly as I stared down at her.
"Then what?" She asked softly, something in the way she was looking at me made me feel...weird. Like I had no idea of what to say and I thought she expected me to say something meaningful. I felt under pressure in a way.
"I'm tired." I answered honestly, lifting one of my hands from her body to push her hair off her face as my breathing became more regular and my eyes heavier. I wanted to sleep and wake up and f.uck her again.
She gave me a sweet grin, leaning into my touch as I carressed her cheek, "You're really going to sleep here, aren't you?"
"I told you I was staying." I answered quietly, the tone of my voice calm and serene as I stared at her gorgeous face completely awe-struck. "I also told you I'm not done with you." I added and let a small smirk play on my lips while the rest of my body was completely motionless.
She parted her lips, then shook her head and closed them again before she slid further up my body and cupped my jaw, kissing me. "Okay Trav." Were the only words that came out of her mouth.
I rolled over onto my side again, and again I held her against me, ler legs tangling with mine immediatly and her arm wrapping around my torso losely as her free hand rested on my chest. "I promise." I whispered, relaxing completely in our hold and letting out a content deep breath.
"What Trav?" She asked but I couldn't answer. I couldn't because I was already half asleep and I was sure that whatever I'd say would be something stupid. I didn't want to upset her.
"Shhh." I said in a barely audible voice before I captured her lips with mine, kissing her slowly as I closed my eyes.
She kissed me back then pulled back, adjusting her face in the crook of her neck, "I don't know what to do with you."
I smirked, eyes still closed and my arm securely anchored to her tiny body, "I dont't know what to do with me either."