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Viv POV

I stay the night with Travis. Nothing happens between except talking and laughter. He does intrigue me. I find myself thinking about Ozzy occasionally, and when I look in Travis's eyes, and I see something so sweet and pure. Not like with Ozzy. Ozzy looks at me differently. Like he wants to own me.

I slept in Travis's bed, and he rested on the couch. He is a perfect gentleman. Not like any other man I have ever met in my life. I am not sure how to even respond to him and all of the attention he gives me. I go into the kitchen. He is cooking. He has washed my work clothes and is beaming to see me.

"Good morning, sunshine," Travis says as I make my way into the kitchen.

"Good morning," I respond. I take a seat at the bar where we had a wonderful conversation last night. He serves me breakfast. I cannot help but smile as he leans down to kiss me. How can he be so kind to me?

"I washed your clothes, and I left you some things in the bathroom so you can freshen up before work," Travis says.

I cannot stop smiling at him. "I see that. You really went out of your way for me," I say.

"It was no trouble. It was nice having you here with me," Travis says.

"Really," I say.

Travis shakes his head and then begins to feed me. I laugh as he spoon-feeds my eggs to me. I take a sip of my coffee. Man, that hits the spot. I slept like a baby last night, but this coffee is fantastic.

"My sister brought it over from France. It is great, right. I only make it occasionally, but I thought you would enjoy it," Travis says.

"I do; thank you for sharing it with me. I feel special," I say.

Travis leans into me. "You are very special, Viv. You just do not realize it," Travis says.

He kisses me. Our lips touch, and our bodies move closer together. I pull myself closer to him as his hand slowly makes its way down my back. My breathing becomes labored. This man excites me. I just went through something devastating. Do I want to do this to myself? What if he is an asshole, too, just trying to get into my pants.

Travis pulls me into his lap. I am straddling him as his hands wander my body. Our tongues dance as our bodies touch. I do want him so very much, and fuck it; I am going to have him.

I begin moving my hips, rocking against him, letting him know I want him. I can feel him growing and wanting me too. He pulls my legs around him and grabs my ass. He picks me up and carries me to the couch, then sits me down.

He takes off the shirt that I am wearing, exposing my body to him. His mouth goes straight to my nipple and begins to suck hard. I lean back as he kisses down my body. He pushes my legs apart and licks my pussy. His tongue is getting ready to dive into me. My body is excited and prepared for his tongue. He takes his thumb and rubs my clit hard as his tongue begins its dive into my hot wet pussy.

"Oh, my damn!" I moan as he begins to work on me. His tongue is impressive as it explores me.

He licks my pussy inside and then up to my clit. He begins to suck my clit. I want to cum on him. I cannot take anymore. My body begins to shiver as he sucks my clit. He inserts his fingers into me and thrust them hard with the perfect rhythm.

"Cum for me, Viv," Travis says. I look into his eyes as my body begins to release a massive orgasm. He dives back into me, licking and kissing my pussy as I cum for him.

Travis kisses up my stomach to my breasts. He suckles on each of them, giving them equal attention, then kisses me sweetly. I don't think he is going to fuck me. I kiss him hard and begin pulling him to me. I undo his pants.

"I want you to fuck me," I say to him. He grabs the buckle and stops me.

"Not yet," he says. Not yet; what the fuck does that mean. I am incredibly disappointed. I stick out my bottom lip in disappointment.

"I want to, but we have about an hour to get to work, and when I do fuck you, I want to take my time," Travis says.

"I can live with that. So you are coming to my place tonight, right" I say. I kiss him. He has me all worked up wanting his cock, and he is telling me no.

"Yes, we are both off tomorrow, so we can take our time and get to know one another, Viv," Travis says. His hands move over my body as he kisses me. Every breath I feel from him makes me so hot. I want to be with him.

Travis helps me off of the couch. I am standing in front of him naked with my pussy dripping wanting him so bad. "I need a shower before work," I say.

"Go ahead," Travis says.

I kiss him one more time. I have to bite my own bottom lip to keep from mounting him on this couch and taking what I want, but I respect that he wants to take his time and not a quick romp with me. I wonder what exactly he does want from me.

As I walk away, he smacks my ass. I turn back to him and smile. "Unless you plan to call Conrad and tell him we are not coming in, it might be best not to smack my ass," I say jokingly.

Travis laughs. "I will keep that in mind, beautiful," Travis says.

I go down the hall to the bathroom. I get into the shower and turn on the hot water. I let it run over me. I look down to see what he has in here I can shower with before work. There are a lot of women's products in here. It must be from his sister or an ex-girlfriend, maybe.

I should not be worried about what he has in here, but it seems a bit troubling as I shower. Maybe he is playing with my mind and my emotions too. Stop, Viv, and he is a good guy. Don't make him out to be a dick!

"Here are your clothes, beautiful," Travis says as he places my clothes on the sink.

"Thank you," I say. I get out of the shower and towel off. As I wrap up my hair, he comes back into the bathroom. He leans in and kisses me. He is a good guy.