"I'm quite surprised that you actually showed up," Travis stated.

He reached forward, grabbing his glass of whiskey. He brought the glass to his lips, downing the brown liquid in one go. He placed his glass back on the clothed table, his grayish, blue eyes landed on me as he licked his lips, his eyes darkening with lust.

I released a shaky breath as I clasped my thighs together. I swear this man is going to be the death of me, from the smell of his musky cologne, those intoxicating eyes, perfectly full pink lips that were surrounded by the perfect amount of stubble that covered his defined jaw.

Travis smirked, seeing the effect he had on me, he reached into the inside pocket of his tailored Armani suit, pulling out a key card.

"This is the room I'm staying in for the night."

He slid the key card across the table, stopping once it was in front of me.

"I'm sure you'll make the right decision."

He placed a twenty-dollar bill on the table, paying for the drinks we had ordered earlier, before standing. He buttoned his jacket, giving me one more lust-filled look before walking away.

I watched his tall, well-toned figure walk away towards the hotel's elevators. I bit my lip as I watched him disappear into the elevator, I turned towards my untouched cocktail, glancing at the key card.

I could feel my heart rate accelerate, as I made my decision, I reached for my glass, downing it before grabbing the key card. I walked over to the elevators, walking in once the doors had opened, I pressed the number of the floor that his room was on.

Once the doors to the elevator opened, I stepped out into the hallway. Taking a deep breath as I slowly walked down the hall, carefully looking at each room number, only stopping once I had reached his room.

I looked down at the key card.

306

I looked up the door.

306

I took a deep breath as I entered the key card into the card reader, watching as the red light turned green, followed by the sound of the door unlocking.

I grabbed the door handle, turning it as I opened the door. I stepped into the room, closing the door behind me. The room looked more like an apartment, it had its own living room along with a full kitchen. Behind glass doors stood a balcony that overlooked the city, on the left side of the room double doors stood opened, as the sound of a running shower could be heard.

I walked over to the doors, peaking into the room to see the bedroom. Inside laid what looked like a queen-sized bed, with Egyptian cotton sheets. On the floor a suitcase lies open, a few dirty outfits lay scattered across the floor.

I walked further into the room, taking a seat on the end of the bed. My heart wouldn't calm down, I felt like I was making the wrong decision here, a very wrong decision. I wasn't this type of girl, I wasn't the type of girl who was noticed by gorgeous men like Travis. I wasn't the type to randomly hook up with men either, so why was I here?

I knew my answer though, I knew my answer the moment our eyes met for the first time a year ago. Travis was one of my regulars at the bar I work at, he would usually come in late at night, mainly with his buddies.

They all wore expensive suits, ordered expensive liquor, you know the type. It wasn't until he came in one night by himself that I truly noticed him. There he was, sitting all alone at the end of the bar, silently drinking his whiskey. I couldn't help but steal glances of him when I could, something about him was so alluring.

I didn't know if it was his smokey eyes, or how I would catch those same smoldering eyes staring at me so intensely, that it would take my breath away. I had convinced myself that he must have been staring at Cassidy, she was the other waitress that worked with me.

She seemed to be every man's type, but why wouldn't she be, she had a thin waist, a big ass, and big tits as well, she was every man's fantasy. Where I was curvy and fuller in some places where I wished I wasn't. I didn't have a flat stomach or perfect skin, I had wide hips and love handles.

It's not like men weren't interested in me, but I can count the men I've dated, on one hand, I wasn't exactly being chased by men, especially men that looked like Travis. After a while Travis would specifically ask for me, my manager once told me that he walked out after hearing I wasn't there, said he refused to be served by anyone but me.

I still don't know why he was so adamite that I be his waitress, but I'm not complaining, he tips very well and our conversations are pleasant. It wasn't until last week that Travis vocalized that he was interested in me, he asked me out a few times, I kept declining him until he finally wore me down and I gave in.

We've been on a few dates now, but if I was being honest I was quite surprised at his offer. He was dropping me off after our last date, I had invited him in, to which he happily accepted. I had been halfway through making us something to drink when he said he wanted to talk to me about a proposition.

I sat down at the table with him, waiting for him to continue, but I still don't think I was prepared for what came out of his mouth. The first question he asked was if I would be interested in having a physical relationship with him, which I mean come one look at him, who would turn down that offer.

Travis wasn't looking for anything serious, he had just recently gone through a bad divorce, which I agreed with him. I too had just gotten out of a very abusive relationship, which is why I was so reluctant to go out with him, but that's not the question that surprised me. That would be his second question, which was if I would be interested in him being I guess to put it in clear terms would be my sugar daddy.

I was taken aback, of course, I mean who wouldn't. I immediately declined his offer, I wasn't going out with him for his money, I was having fun. It wasn't until he started to point out some things that I couldn't overlook.

One being I was in a lot of debt at the moment, mainly due to college and my ex. Two being I was close to being evicted, and three my car had broken down on me when I was halfway to work the other day.

As you can see I reluctantly agreed to his offer. Even though I know he said he wouldn't pay me for the times we were together sexually, I still felt kind of like a whore. Travis reassured me that he would only pay me for times we spent together like I would be his date to some of his events he has to go to, or going to dinner with him.

But I couldn't shake the feeling that I was doing something wrong. Travis was a little older than me, by ten years to be exact, that didn't bother me, but I still felt kind of terrible.

Was I making the right decision? I could work extra shifts, I say to myself, knowing that I'm already doing that and still can't catch up.

"What are you thinking about so heavily?" Travis's deep voice asked.

I quickly spun around to see Travis standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel. I couldn't help but look over his, toned body. How the hell was this man so good-looking?! There's no way a human being could look so damn good.

"I-."

Travis smirked at my flushed form, as he walked over to where I was at, taking a seat next to me.

"We don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable, I want you to enjoy yourself,"

"I know, it's just. Well, it's just," I said, finding it hard to put my feelings into words.

"It's just?" Travis asked, giving me a questioning look.

"Why me?"

"What?"

"You could've chosen anyone else, but you chose me."

"And what's wrong with choosing you?" He asked, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Well look at me Travis," I said, gesturing towards myself.

"I am looking at you," he huskily said, causing a chill to run down my spine.

Before I was able to speak further, he leaned forward, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I slowly started to kiss him back, our kiss starting off slow and delicate, then turned to something else, something I can only describe as devouring. Travis pulled away from me, before gently pushing me back, causing my back to connect with the soft bed beneath me.

Travis wasted no time in settling between my legs. His large, callused hands ran down my thighs, pushing my tight, mid-thigh length black dress up until it was at my hips. He quickly rid me of my heels and my panties, before he pushed my dress the rest of the way up my body, pulling it over my head, leaving me bare to him.

I tried to cover myself, feeling embarrassed by his intense gaze, but Travis stopped me from covering myself up.

"Let me look at you," he said as his eyes continued to roam over my body.

I felt like he was trying to memorize every inch of my body. I'm sure my face looked like a tomato right now, by how embarrassed I was. It wasn't like I was a virgin or anything, but I've never been confident when it came to showing off my body.

"God you're so beautiful," Travis said as he let go of my hands, removing the towel that was wrapped around his waist, as he leaned over me, his hands on either side of my head.

"You asked why I chose you right?"

I bit my bottom lip, silently nodding my head yes, not really trusting my voice right now.

"Because when I first met you, you looked like a goddess to me, you never treated me any differently because of my money, you always treated me with respect. I never once felt like I had to hide who I was with you."

Travis started kissing his way down my body, until I could feel his hot breath fanning across my inner thigh, causing my eyes to widen as I looked down to see his face now between my trembling legs.

"Now tell me why I shouldn't want to spoil someone as sweet as you," he said with a smirk on his face before he lowered his head, causing me to throw my head back in pure ecstasy.

Before I knew it I had my hands tangled in his golden curls, as my body trembled. Travis's, large calloused hands held me in place as my hips began to buck.

"N-No more," I cried out as I tried to push his head away from me.

I could hear him chuckle before I could feel one of his hands release its firm grip on my thigh, it didn't take me long to figure out where his hand had gone. My body tensed as one of his fingers entered me, my body shook even more as I moaned uncontrollably. Travis was relentless with his actions, it was one thing when he was only using his mouth, but now I had his fingers pumping in and out of me at the same time. I wasn't sure just how much more I could take.

"Travis I-," but I couldn't finish my sentence, I was cut off by one of the strongest orgasms I've ever experienced.

I untangled my hands from his hair as he moved away from me, he slowly removed his fingers from me, before bringing them to his mouth, licking them clean.

"Damn baby girl," Travis huskily said, as he leaned over me.

Travis captured my lips once more, our kiss becoming needier than before. We continued to kiss as I reached down between us, taking his hardened member in my hand, I timidly began to move my hand up and down his shaft, I wasn't the most experienced when it came to doing things like this.

Like I said earlier I wasn't a virgin but the guys I've slept with in the past well they mainly used me to get what they wanted. I could feel Travis shake above me as he moaned out, I was about to quicken the pace when Travis removed my hand from him.

Before I could even say anything he had me flipped over onto my stomach, grabbing hold of my hips as he put me in the position he wanted.

"Tra-," but before I could finish a hard slap was landed on my right ass cheek, causing me to moan out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Travis rubbed the area he had just hit before he landed another, this one a little harder than the first.

"Oh god Travis," I moaned out as he now did the same but to my left side.

Travis kissed his way up my back until he was right next to my ear.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"W-What?" I asked feeling confused.

"I said, what is it you want me to do to you next?" he asked once more as I could feel his length pressed up against me.

"I."

"You?"

"Iwantyoutofuckme," I mumbled out, feeling embarrassed.

"You're going to have to say it better than that."

"I want you to."

"You want me to do what?"

"To f-fuck me," I timidly said.

Travis let out a shaky breath before I could feel him at my entrance, my body tensed as I felt him ease his way into me. Travis gave me a few seconds to adjust to his size which I was grateful for, he wasn't exactly small.

Travis pulled almost all of the way out of me before slamming back in, I fisted the bedsheets, as he continued this fast and rough rhythm he had created. Normally I didn't like rough sex but with Travis it was different, he was different.

Travis held tightly to my hips, probably leaving bruises but right now I didn't care, I've never experienced pleasure like this before. He pulled out of me, flipping me back over onto my back, throwing my legs over his shoulders before thrusting back into me.

I reached for Travis, and he obliged me, leaning down as our lips connected, our lips connecting in a sloppy kiss, as he continued to thrust in and out of me.

"T-Travis, I-,"

"I know me too," he said as he quickened his pace.

My legs fell from his shoulders, only to wrap around his waist, I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders as my body shook from my second orgasm. Travis grunted out as his hips slowed down, I could feel the warmth of his release inside of me, as his hips came to a complete stop.

Travis pulled out of me as he laid down beside me, both of us breathing heavily as he pulled me to him, it didn't take me long to snuggle up to him, as he ran his fingertips down my back in a soothing manner.

My eyes began to grow heavy as his arm wrapped tightly around me.

"You're so beautiful," Travis said, his voice low.

I tiredly smiled as I snuggled further into his side, before closing my eyes, letting sleep consume me.