Okay. Call me a bad feminist.
In my interviews I would always talk about how you had to be a strong female in the music industry, how you had to stand up to men and not just submit to their will but lying here on this bed, an Adonis of a man like Travis hovering above me, holding a gun to my chest, demanding I do whatever he wants me to do, I don't think I have been in a hotter scenario in my entire life.
Feminism be damned, I'm about to submit to this man and if he's anywhere near as good at sex as he is at kissing i'm about to have the best and longest night of my life
"Take the dress off" he demands and adrenaline shoots through me, anticipation causing my fingertips to tingle and everything south of my waist to go tight and then hot
Immediately I reach for the bottom of my dress but he grabs my hand in his much bigger one
"You're a dancer aren't you? Why don't you put on a show for me. Do a good job and I might just give you a happy ending"
His voice is so dark and so strong that it already has me turned on the point I want to skip the foreplay and just let him take me right now but he has the gun, he's the one in control and if he wants a show, I will give him a show
"You're going to have to let me up" I inform him and he drags the gun from my chest to my mouth before laying it between my lips and I circle it with my tongue, loving the way his eyes visibly darken at the gesture
"What do you say?" He lifts the gun slightly
"Please" I say innocently before placing a kiss to the tip of the cold, grey metal and celebrating internally when I hear Travis growl.
Once he moves off of me he rests his back against the headboard of the bed and keeps the gun trained on me as he pops the button of his jeans and then pulls off his T-shirt and I almost drool as I realise that before this night is out I will have had my hands and mouth all over his solid torso, muscular arms and every other part of him
Turning my back to him I close my eyes and then begin winding my hips, giving him a good look at my famous ass as it moves up and down
"Don't speak, no don't try..." I begin singing a slowed down version of one of my biggest hits in an attempt to keep my rhythm, I can dance but I'm not the worlds greatest dancer so I need all the help I can get "It's been a secret for the longest time..."
I turn slowly and seductively to face him but he motions with the gun for me to turn around "I want to see that ass" he growls and I turn my back to him, continue to shimmy and shake my hips as he moans his apparent approval at the way my ass moves
"Lose the dress" he suddenly demands and his voice is so desperate that I almost lose my restraint and give up the tease and just go and throw myself at him "I want to see the real thing"
My ass... it's always my ass
Gripping the bottom of my burgundy coloured sundress I stand facing away from him and slowly begin to slide it over my body, his breath hitching at the sight of my ass framed by a navy thong and as I pull my dress from my body I hear his breathing pick up in the quiet of the room as it becomes apparent to him that I'm not wearing a bra
"No bra" he says stating the obvious " You naughty girl"
"Do you want to punish me? I ask as I drop so my hands are on my toes and my ass is all he can see
"Fuck yeah" and I hear him moving from the bed and walking up behind me, my pulse beginning to pound as I anticipate his skin finally touching mine
I was expecting him to punish me by maybe bringing his hand roughly down on my behind but instead his hands touch it and then gently begin to caress it as though he was touching something precious, his breathing is fast as his breath hits my bare skin and then he begins placing wet, open mouthed kisses all over my ass as his hands continue to explore
"Ow!" The sudden nip of his teeth causes me to react but immediately the sting is soothed by his tongue sliding over it as an arm wraps around my stomach and a hand dips in to the front of my panties and then two finger move over me, causing me to moan my approval whilst he moans his satisfaction. I'm into this as much as he is, it's as though he just needed confirmation of that before continuing
"Stand up" and I do "Hands by your sides" I drop them "Now turn around" and slowly I do that too, a familiar insecurity about how my partner will react to the size of my chest beginning to burn but I force myself to keep my eyes open wanting to know the truth of Travis' reaction
"Fuck you're beautiful" he says as his eyes roam over my chest and then down to my thong and back to my chest and I can tell by the darkness of his eyes that he means it "Come here"
I barely have time to step towards him before his hands are on my ass and his mouth is on mine. His tongue moves past my lips with ease as he pulls me as close to him as possible and then begins grinding his crotch into me as he kisses me with a ferociousness I have only read about in smutty novels
Turning me around he walks me backwards towards the bed, both of us a mess of groping hands and wide mouthed kisses
As the back of my legs hit the bed I drop backwards and feel a familiar object underneath me, Travis finally steps away from me and begins frantically pulling off his jeans as I wrap my fingers around my prize
"Surprise" I smile as I place the nozzle of the gun under his chin
"You bitch" he spits but I see humour in his eyes
"Correct and this bitch cums second to no one. Get on the bed and then get on your knees. You have been a very, very bad boy and you will be punished for it"
"Oh I hope so" he says quietly as he finally frees himself of his jeans and then crawls past me into the centre of the bed. His majestic body covered only by a tight pair of white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and the package that lies beneath evident and already causing my mouth to drool
As I point the gun in his direction I love the feeling of control it gives me. Maybe I'm not such a bad feminist after all because I'm about to have this man do every single thing to me that I want him to
