Inspire

chapter 19


Ashley sent me a text telling me to meet her and Britney up at the front of the grounds in an hour and a half for our morning excursion. I had just gotten back from an early run, so I desperately needed a shower. After the way things played out with Travis last night, I’d found myself unable to sleep much and had gotten up before my parents. My mom was now using the bathroom to get ready, so I knew it would be a while before I had access to it. Since things were now resolved with everyone I figured it would be safe if I showered up in the main building. I grabbed my clothes for the day, which consisted of jean shorts and a light pink button down shirt with three quarter length sleeves and then headed up the path to the front.

As I was walking up the road with my gear in hand, I saw Travis and his mom talking. Travis looked like he too had just gotten done with his morning workout. He was in his black sweat pants with a black t-shirt that was clinging to his body with sweat. The definition of his abs showed through the fabric and I found myself thinking some very inappropriate thoughts for this hour of the day. It was probably the fact that I had to resist his advances last night and my desire to kiss him goodnight, which was making my sexual senses hyperaware.

“Good morning Paige,” Lucille called, waving me over to their campsite.

“Good morning,” I said, making my way towards them. Travis turned to look at me when he heard his mom, and greeted me with a warm smile.

“Hey! Did you just get done with your run?” he asked.

“Yes, did you go for a row this morning?” I returned the question.

“Yeah. The water was calm.”

“Are you going up to the main building to shower Paige?” Lucille asked, interrupting our stares.

“Yes. I’m going out with the girls this morning, and my mom is using our bathroom. She may be a while. Everything seems to take three times as long in that little space,” I said, giggling at the fact.

“You should use the bathroom up in Travis’s room in the main building. Actually, from now on feel free to go there for a nice warm shower or bath. I know what it’s like needing some privacy and space to get ready, so consider it your own private bathroom. You won’t mind right Travis?” she asked, turning in his direction.

“Nope. Not at all. You can keep your stuff in there too, if you want,” he said, turning and giving me a discreet wink. I could tell that he liked the idea.

“Okay thanks. That would actually be really great,” I said.

“Travis sweetie, could you show Paige where it is and get her set up?” Lucille requested.

“Sure mom. I’ll take you up Paige,” he said, leading the way.

We walked up the path a little ways and then Travis spoke once we were out of earshot. “I’m sorry babe for the way things ended last night,” he said sweetly.

“Me too,” I agreed.

“I’ve thought a lot about what you said and I plan on talking to Ashley later today.” His announcement made me so happy, but I couldn’t jump into his arms because people would see.

“Really?” I asked enthusiastically.

“Yes. When you guys get back I will pull her aside.”

“Oh, how come you want to talk to her first instead of just letting Scott know and then casually bringing it up to the others?” I didn’t understand why Ashley was the sticking point in the matter. She and I had already gotten past our issues.

“Because Ashley is Cora’s cousin. I don’t want her to hate me for moving on.” This little piece of the puzzle was bringing the picture into focus. I understood a little better now why he wanted us to keep things quiet. I hoped that Ashley wouldn’t be upset with me on her cousin’s behalf. If Cora was still upset about the break-up then Ashley might harbor some animosity towards me.

“Well, keep me posted on how that goes. I would like a heads up if I’m going to find myself being the target of a bunch of pranks again,” I said.

“I will make sure that doesn’t happen babe,” he assured me.

We walked into the office and up the stairs to the suite. I had yet to be given a tour of the place and was excited to see Travis’s room, well the make-out room I should say. As we entered, I noticed the ‘Do not disturb’ sign dangling from the doorknob and acknowledged the purpose of it right away. The room was huge with a four-poster queen size bed against the left wall. There was a dresser and a desk against another wall, and a flat screen on the wall in front of the bed, but that was it. On the far side of the room, I saw the door to a walk-in closet, and a door to the bathroom. Travis’s clothes filled the closet but it was definitely large enough to house mine too I thought, remembering his plan for next summer where we would share the room.

The bathroom had a large jetted tub, a walk-in shower, and a double vanity. It was so spacious and surprisingly clean. For a guy, Travis was really neat. I was excited to have access to the bathroom, and would definitely find myself using the bath. I smiled at the thought that hopefully Travis and I would use the bath together at some point.

“So this is the place,” Travis said. “These drawers are empty if you want to keep your stuff in here. Nobody will bother it,” he added, pulling the empty ones open.

“Thanks. This is really great Travis. I’m excited that I will get to have a decent shower.”

“Do you want me to join you?” he asked, waggling his eyebrows while coming to stand behind me. He was staring seductively at my reflection in the mirror, and his expression made me flutter. I really wanted to take him up on his offer, but also wanted to maintain my ground.

“Oh, no you don’t, mister. I am still sticking to what I said last night, and I’m pretty sure friends don’t shower together,” I said, shaking my head at him.

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.





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