We walked into the room and he closed the door behind me. The bed was disheveled, as if he had tossed and turned for a while.
"You couldn't sleep either, huh?" I spoke quietly into the room.
"I was thinking about how I should have kissed you" I mentally rolled my eyes
"Shut up, no you weren't"
"Yes I was, Mia. I was thinking about all the things I wished I could do to you." He's gotta say these things to all the girls he's with.
"Does that line usually work for you?" I was trying to prove I still didn't want him.
"I know you want me, Mia. I want you too. I know you might not believe it but I've been interested in you for a while now." I really want to believe him. "I'd hoped you'd join me in the bathroom. I was disappointed you didn't come in. But now I understand you're someone that needs a little push."
He walked towards me slowly as he talked, making me retreat further into the room until my legs were against the bed. He leaned over me, trapping me between his arms. "I see the way you look at me, I see the way your nipples and pussy give it away." I scoffed but the feeling of his hardening cock on my thigh made me gulp..
"What makes you think it's all for you?"
"You wouldn't be in my bed if it wasn't me" Fuck he was right. His face was so close to mine I could feel his breath on my skin. My pussy was starting to ache again. He kissed my cheek tenderly before pulling away. "Come on, let's go to sleep". What?! How could he tease me like this?
He climbed into bed and pulled back the covers for me. "You coming?" I rolled my eyes and climbed in next to him. "Turn over." His tone made me instantly obey. He snuggled up close to me, his hard on pressing against my ass. Travis wrapped his arms around me, his wrist grazing my sensitive nipple lightly before he settled under my boobs. I tried to ignore the raging sensations in my pussy and act as if I wasn't affected by how intimately we were touching, but I knew my shudders were giving me away.
"Good night, Mia" He whispered in my ear. He must be joking.
"Good night, perv". He chuckled and rested his face in the small of my neck, giving me a gentle peck before drifting off to sleep.
Being close to him felt too easy. Too right. I was too comfortable in his arms. For this exact reason the furnace beneath my legs kept burning. At the rate I was generating moistness, he'd feel the wetness from my snatch on his own groin in the morning. Once I knew he was asleep, I tentatively shifted my butt to push back into him, rubbing his crotch through his underwear. He moaned slightly in his sleep and I felt a rush of blood swell in his bulge. He didn't wake up, though, and I eventually figured it was best to rest for tonight.
The next morning I woke up but Travis was already out of bed. Feeling like an idiot, I got up and made my way to the shower. It was early, but most of our other friends had gone on a grocery run. I closed the bathroom door but didn't lock it for obvious reasons, and started to undress. My panties were completely soaked and my pussy was still swollen from residual excitement. Stepping into the shower I began to lather up the soap and wash up. The hot water felt hot against my sensitive skin. It wasn't until I heard the door click shut that I came back to reality.
I watched the shadow through the shower curtain, knowing who it must be. Fuck I'm wet again. Was he just here to tease me some more? Without a word Travis opened the shower curtain and stepped in. We were both trying hard to not look down at our aroused sexes, instead we shared some intense and understanding eye contact, both trying to decide how things were going to play out.
"Turn around." Again his tone made me melt and I wordlessly did as he said. I felt him rub soap across my back and I held my breath in anticipation. I could tell he was staring at my ass, so close to touching his engorged dick. "Raise your hands above your head." I did as I was told, lifting my arms up and letting my tits protrude out. He reached up and grabbed my wrists then leaned forward and pushed me against the wall. My nipples stung from the cold porcelain and I let out a surprised gasp. "Good girl" he grunted in my ear. My pussy gushed. I was acutely aware of how his cock wedged between my thighs.
He let go of my wrists but I kept my hands flat against the shower wall. He moved his hand between my legs and played with the folds of my sex. I couldn't help but arch my back against him. He toyed with my sensitive skin, rubbing his thick fingers across the opening so the ache deep within me could build. Every time, he avoided my clit and instead teased around it, driving me crazy. I could barely hold back my desperate whimpers. I wanted him so badly.