Inspire (22 page)

Travis came around to the front of me. “Are you sure? I could be your own personal sponge,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss my cheek. He slid his hands up to my hair and ran his fingers through my scalp. The sensation felt so good that my body began to pulse. “First, I will wash your hair,” he spoke softly and his voice was purely seductive as his nails lightly grazed my scalp. “Then, I will wash your neck,” he said, running his fingertips down my neck, where he pressed kisses along my collarbone. “I promise I will take my time making sure that every inch of you is clean,” he said, trailing his fingers across my shoulders and then running his nails lightly down the length of my arms. “Even your fingers will get attention,” he said, sliding them into his hands and gripping them tightly. “So, what do you say?” he asked. I could see the lust burning in his eyes, much like it was burning throughout my entire body.

Even though I knew he was trying to be respectful and not cross my boundaries, I wanted him to show me his true desires. “I thought you said you would make sure that every inch of me is entirely clean,” I objected, biting my lip to hold back my smile.

He stood silently staring at me, before he continued. “Don’t worry, no part will be neglected,” he assured me, giving me a seductive wink.

“Show me,” I whispered. I wanted to feel his hands on me some more, and without hesitation Travis began again. “Next, I will take the soap and lather up my hands again, so that I can softly glide up your stomach and to your breasts.” His hands mimicked his words and I felt his palms cupping my chest through the material of my sports bra and tank top. I moaned at the sensation as he squeezed them lightly. “I will make sure that each breast and your nipples get thoroughly cleaned,” he said, making my nipples peak with his touch. He was rubbing across them with the side of his thumbs and another lust filled moan slipped from my mouth as the fire grew between my legs. “After your breasts are washed and thoroughly massaged, I will move to your back,” he said, shifting back around to where he was standing behind me and watching my reflection again in the mirror.

I leaned against him unable to hold myself up as desire engulfed my entire body. “I will have to run my fingers up and down every square inch of your back, just to make sure it gets the attention it deserves. After all, you probably can’t reach every part of it,” he said as he lightly scratched his nails up and down my back, causing a chill to run down my spine. “Then I will wash down your hips and all the way down to your feet.”

He skipped over the parts that I wanted him to touch the most and trailed his hands down my legs and back up, stopping right at the tops of my inner thighs. “Once the rest of you is clean and fully satisfied with the job I’ve done, I will have to wash the most important parts,” he said, sliding his hand slightly up a few inches to where it almost touched my center. He pulled his hands back around to my backside first and cupped my butt cheeks. The look on his face told me that he was enjoying his demonstration as much as I was, and that he desperately wanted me to say yes. “Once this sexy butt of yours is clean,” he whispered, kissing my ear and leaving a trail of warmth in its wake, “I will wash your lips.” I waited for his hands to move between my legs, but instead his finger trailed across the lower lip of my mouth and then across my upper.

“Oh, right you can’t forget those lips,” I said, running my tongue across my lips in the path that his finger had taken. My voice was low and raspy expressing the desire that my body was feeling.

“I can’t forget these lips either,” he said, turning me to face him, and then sweeping his hand between my legs causing me to moan at the direct hit to my center. “They need to be cleaned too,” he said.

Travis’s head rested against my forehead, and both of us had our eyes closed as we enjoyed the moment. Even though he wasn’t the one being touched, he was definitely enjoying himself. The groans and heavy breathing were dead giveaways, along with the erection pressing forward in his sweat pants. His fingers ran back and forth across the material between my thighs, and with every stroke I felt myself building to a climax.

“I want to do this to your bare skin,” he whispered. As much as I wanted him to continue and to tear off our clothes and jump in the shower together, my mind was reminding me that Travis had not told anyone YET about us, and therefore I couldn’t give in, even though every ounce of my soul wanted me too.

“Travis,” I moaned as he started circling my tipping point. “I don’t think friends do this.”

“Paige, I want to be your best friend, and your lover, and do all kinds of things to you,” he groaned as he began furiously kissing my lips.

The sensation of his mouth desperately moving against mine almost sent me over the edge, so I quickly pulled away. I took a couple of steps back, to catch my breath. “No! We have to stop,” I breathlessly shrieked. “I want this Travis, but I want this,” I said pointing between the two of us, “the right way. So, I will take the rain check this time on that shower and cash in after you tell everyone about us.”

“Are you sure?” he said, pulling me closer to him once again trying to convince me with his eyes.

“Yes,” I answered, sighing with my disappointment in the situation.

It was the right decision but wasn’t an easy one to make when everything in my body was screaming to just give in. “I need to meet the girls shortly, so I’m going to take my shower,” I said, pulling off my tank top and revealing my sports bra.

“Can I at least stay for the show?” he asked, giving me a boyish grin.

“No. Friends don’t see friends pleasure themselves,” I joked, trying to push his buttons a little bit. Since my sexual frustration was getting the best of me, I wanted it to get the best of him.

“Damn, I should have installed a security camera up here too,” he teased. “Well, I would say don’t use up all the cold water because I’m going to need some, but I’m gathering you will have things pretty hot and steamy in there.”

“Very hot, very steamy,” I said, slipping off my shorts and tossing them at him. I grabbed his cheeks and then kissed him. My tongue found his and was sliding back and forth like two bodies thrusting together. He moaned low, and gripped my hips with his hands, pulling my skin forward to press our bodies together. I continued kissing him, as I walked us together toward the bed and then pushed him down onto his back. I pulled away, and smiled at him as I turned to go back into the bathroom.

“You may need to use that do not disturb sign,” I said, turning to see his expression.

“Really?” he asked, excited by the idea that I was giving in.

“Yes, don’t you want some privacy while you take care of yourself?” I teased, giving him one last smile before I locked the bathroom door and hopped in the shower.

As the hot water ran over my body, my physical state became more heated until I couldn’t take it any more. The thought of Travis running his hands over my body and the look on his face had my body quivering on the edge so I decided to actually do something about it. I chose not to hide my noises in case Travis had decided to stay in the room, just to give him some extra inspiration.

When I was all clean and ready, I slowly opened the door, curious if Travis was still there. He was lying on the bed but sat up when he heard the bathroom door open. I walked over to stand in front of him, and saw that his cheeks were extra rosy. I couldn’t help but grin at the thought, knowing exactly what he had done while I was in the bathroom.

“That shower was pretty incredible,” I said.

“Yes it was,” he agreed, nodding his head profusely. “Paige, you are by far the sexiest girl I have ever met. I just hope that I will be able to elicit that same reaction from you when it’s my turn to wash you,” he said, giving me a wink.

“I have no doubt Travis that you will have me screaming,” I said and then placed a kiss on his lips. “Now, I have to go, I’m already late.”

“Yeah, and I need to go take a cold shower now,” he teased.

“I say go with hot and steamy, it feels really good.” I exited the room giving him a little wave on my way out and then met up with the girls.

Chapter 20

Ashley, Britney, and I stopped for breakfast first before we made our way over to the salon for some manicures and pedicures. Britney and I had spent most of our time over breakfast getting to know one another. Ashley, of course, would fill in the gaps as Britney told me funny stories of things that happened in the past. It was obvious that the girls were best friends, and knew everything about each other. Watching them giggle as they reminisced made me miss Tracey, so I vowed to call her later this afternoon and fill her in on everything that had been happening. Regardless of what her opinion might be, I wanted her to know what was going on in my life and I felt guilty that I had kept her out of the loop thus far.

Both of the girls talked to me about the charity, and wanted to help in any way possible. Britney had been a cheerleader/dancer as well, so I was more than excited to let her be a part of the dance. It was going to be fun working with the girls, and teaching them the dance this summer.

“Huh,” Ashley said as she was looking down at her phone with a puzzled look on her face.

“What’s up?” Britney asked, beating me to the punch.

“Travis wants me to come by after we get back, so that we can chat. Wonder what’s up?” Ashley said. “The last time he wanted to talk, he told me how Scott wanted to date me and asked me out for him. Let’s hope he’s not going to propose for Scott this time,” she teased, giggling at her remark making us all join in with laughter.

“Right, this should be good. Can’t wait to hear what he wants to tell you,” Britney chimed in. I secretly smiled knowing darn well what the topic of conversation was going to be. My giggling was caused by my realization of how this morning’s events really were motivational.

“You know what, I think I’m going to get a bikini wax while I’m here,” I said and then let the manicurist know of my intentions.

“Ouch, you have fun with that.” Ashley said, and then turned her attention back to Britney as they speculated what Travis could possibly want to discuss. My nails were finished and dried, so the lady took me back to the waxing parlor. She handed me a menu that consisted of lots of different style options. The one that I ended up choosing was called a martini glass. I figured in honor of Travis bringing us out of the closet today, I would surprise him with a special bikini design.

After I was all set, I met up with the girls in the lobby. They were also finished with their beauty treatments, so we made our way back to Ashley’s car. “So, Miss Paige. Is there a guy in your life?” Ashley asked. In half an hour, once she talked to Travis, the answer to that question was going to be obvious. Since I didn’t want her to think that I had just blatantly lied, I answered vaguely.

“Yes, possibly. We are working on it, let’s just put it that way,” I said.

“Aw, nice. Well, I hope that being here with us this summer isn’t putting a damper on your relationship,” Britney said. That was an easy one to comment on, so I spoke.

“No, it’s actually enhanced our relationship.

“Yep, it’s what they always say, distance makes the heart grow fonder,” Ashley added.

“Too bad we don’t have any single guys at camp, we need to find you a man Brit.” Ashley stated.

Ashley’s remark threw me for a minute because she failed to acknowledge Travis, but I figured since he’s like a big brother to the girls she just didn’t count him.

“No, I’m good. I want to be single for a while. Maybe once I get to New York I’ll be up for dating,” Britney said.

“Yep, I guess you are right,” Ashley conceded, dropping the subject.

We were pulling into the campground and I noticed Travis’s Porsche parked in the parking lot. “Sweet. Travis brought the new ride! Hope he’ll take me for a spin in it. Maybe that’s what his message was about,” Ashley said, pulling into a parking space and putting the car in park.

We hopped out of the vehicle and the girls immediately rushed over to see it. Travis came out of the building, and smiled when he saw us. “So, what do you think ladies?” Travis asked.

“Nice! I have to say you are the most unspoiled spoiled brat I know,” Ashley teased. Her statement was so accurate because although Travis had everything, you would never know it based on his personality.

“So do you want to take me for a ride in that thing, while we have our little chat?” Ashley asked.

“I don’t want to pull you away from your girl time, we can go later,” Travis said.

“I actually need to go work on the dance for a bit, so you all can go. Do you want to come work on it with me Brit, and then Ashley can join us when they get back?” I offered. I wanted to make sure that Travis had his opportunity to talk to Ashley and I didn’t want anything standing in his way.

“Oh, well then, Ashley should go and work on the dance with you guys. She and I can talk later,” Travis said.

Here Travis was being handed his opportunity to have the private discussion with Ashley, and he was backing down. I was starting to become upset by the situation, which I could tell was beginning to show on my face.

“I may be going out with Scott later. Besides, we have the bonfire tonight, so let’s go chat now. I’ll just meet up with the girls when we’re done,” Ashley stated. It seemed from her perspective that it was now or never if the talk was going to happen today, so I crossed my fingers and hoped that Travis would get up the nerve to take care of this now, if nerve was even the issue here?

“Hey babe!” Scott said coming out of the building to where we were standing. “Did you all have a nice time?” he asked, putting his arms around Ashley for a hug.

“Yes, we did,” Ashley replied, giving him a chaste kiss.

“Hey man! Why don’t you take your girl for a spin in the Porsche?” Travis suggested to Scott.

“Seriously? Heck yeah!” Scott practically shouted out in joy. “Come on babe, you want to go?” he asked. Ashley’s confused expression matched what my mind was silently thinking. Travis had just avoided the opportunity to have the conversation, and now Ashley was aware of it as well.