Ch.6 I Hate You
"Oh.. I'm not dreaming. But you are." I said.
And then, I lowered his boxers and he was just about to take it off when he spoke.
"That's cheating." He groaned.
"Oh.. It's not." I smiled and bit his bottom lip.
"You're a little cheat." He mumbled.
"Am I?" I taunted as I reached down to touch him.
I was expecting him to cave. He didn't.
Instead, he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head.
"Not fair." I protested.
"What's wrong? Can't handle a little pain?" He grinned.
"Oh.. I can. But that's against the rule. You said no touching." I replied.
"And you broke the rule first. You were supposed to seduce me, not make out with me. So, you're breaking the rules. What's wrong, little lady? Can't handle a little bit of pain? Huh?" He asked.
"Fine. You're right. I was wrong. Now, release me." I said.
"No I'm not. You cheated. And you broke the rules. So, you can suck it. Now. It's my turn." He grinned.
He let go of my hands and stepped away from me.
I pouted.
"Now, it's my turn. And I'm not gonna play fair." He said.
"Bring it." I challenged.
Travis eyes blazed.
"You asked for it." He growled.
And then, he charged at me. His hands reached for my dress and he pulled it over my head.
Then, he removed my bra and threw it on the floor.
He pushed me onto the bed. I landed on my back and he was on top of me.
It happened so fast.
I couldn't react. My upper body was exposed and the cool air against my skin was turning me on.
"That's not fair. You can't do that." I protested.
"I'm almost naked, that gives you an advantage." I said to him
"Who's the cheat now?" He grinned.
"Still you." I pouted.
"Well. Too late. The damage is done." He said and kissed me.
His lips tasted so good. My eyes fluttered close. His lips were soft and warm.
I felt him nibble on my lower lip and then he licked it.
I moaned.
Travis was kissing me. His tongue was exploring every inch of my mouth.
And it felt amazing.
The kiss was passionate and hot. And so was his body. He was pressing his hard muscles against me.
My entire body was tingling.
I felt a rush of desire coursing through my veins. His hands were all over my body.
Caressing and kneading my flesh.
He cupped my breasts and massaged them.
Then, he rolled his thumbs over my nipples.
I whimpered.
His touch was driving me crazy.
I had never been touched like this before.
And the worst part was, that he wasn't even touching me.
His hands were all over me. But he wasn't touching me. And that was the problem.
He was teasing me and it was working.
My body was on fire. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavily.
He was turning me on. I needed more. But, I couldn't touch him.
He was playing a dirty game.
"Travis." I groaned.
"Yeah. What?" He whispered into my ear
I wanted to beg him to touch me....to kiss me ...to f*ck me.
But I also did not want to lose. I was never going to lose to him. So I closed my eyes as he kept teasing me.
Travis hands were roaming all over my body. His mouth was sucking and licking every inch of my skin.
I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't handle it. He was making me crazy.
I knew he was trying to make me lose control.
It was hard. So hard. I bit down on my lower lip.
'You have to win Ayanna. You have to win.'
I kept telling myself.
Travis hand moved down my body.His fingers trailed my black, lace underwear.
I felt a shiver run through me.
"F*ck!" I groaned.
"That's it. I'm going to make you feel good." Travis said.
And then, he started pulling my panties down.
"Shit!" I hissed.
"Yes. I'm gonna make you scream." He whispered.
I gasped as he lowered his mouth. He was so close. I could feel his breath on my skin.
I knew if he kept teasing me, I was going to break.
So I did the only thing I could think of.
I pushed him off me and quickly got up.
I picked up my bra and my dress and started dressing.
Travis stared at me, dumbfounded.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"I'm not doing this." I replied.
"What?" He asked.
"We are not having sex, Travis." I said.
"What?" He looked at me in disbelief.
"I'm not having sex with you. We made a deal. No penetration. No sex." I said.
"I wasn't planning on having sex with you." He said.
"Of course, you were. Don't lie to me. You were trying to seduce me. And if we kept going, you would have ended up fucking me. There is no way you would have stopped yourself. And don't lie, I could see it in your eyes." I said.
Travis chuckled.
"No. Wait did you think I was going to have sex with you? Oh please. You're not my type." He laughed.
I flinched. The insult hurt.
What did he mean by I wasn't his type? What was his type?
I was a hot and sexy, except his type was ugly and unattractive women.
I was every man's type. Was he joking with me?
Travis laughed again.
"You thought that because I was making you feel good, I would f*ck you? That's not how it works, sweetie." He smirked.
Then he moved closer. "Don't tell me, no man has ever made you feel good. Oh my god. Are you a virgin?" He asked.
I was so offended. This jerk!
"I am not a virgin." I snapped.
"You are." He teased.
"No. I'm not. I'm literally an escort." I replied.
"Well, I don't know. You sure look like one. With that innocent face. And those big, doe eyes. You definitely look like a virgin." He chuckled.
"F*ck you." I said.
"Yeah. I thought that's what you wanted. But then, maybe not." He smiled.
"Shut up." I hissed.
"Why don't you shut me up?" He grinned.
"Ugh." I groaned.
"What's the matter, baby girl? Am I annoying you?" He mocked.
I yelled in frustration and turned around. I was going to leave his apartment. I was going to get away from him.
"I hate you Travis Sinclair and I never want to see you again."
With that, I stormed out of his apartment.