Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

45 (Travis Version)

Slipping my phone into my pocket, I crossed the gym and went out of the doors, around to the bathrooms. Going past the girls and boys doors, I knocked on the disabled one. There was a shuffle, and then the door slid open. Taylor grabbed my hand, tugging me inside before slamming the door shut and shoving the lock down.

"What's up princess?" I murmured. Taylor's cheeks were flushed red, her lips parted as she breathed heavily.

"I didn't have to pee." She whispered. "I thought I did. But it's not that."

"What are you talking about?" I frowned.

"Baby I need you." Taylor placed her hands on my chest, pushing me back up against the door. "I need you now." She whispered.

"Right now? Right here?" I slipped my hands onto her waist and Taylor nodded, biting her lip as her chest heaved. God, she did need it. She was almost trembling, so I pulled her closer and pressed my lips against hers. I'd never say no to her.

Taylor moaned eagerly into my mouth as I picked her up, carrying her weight easily as I crossed over to the sink. I set her down on the counter and her legs fell apart, her arm stroking the back of my neck as she kissed me passionately. Suddenly more turned on than ever, I dragged my hands up her calves, up the skirt of her summery dress. When I found her panties, I groaned when I felt her soaked through, dripping for me.

"God, Travis!" She moaned.

"Shh." I pressed my lips to hers. "This isn't exactly soundproof." Taylor giggled against my mouth, the sound turning into a little whimper as I ducked two fingers into her panties to stroke her clit.

Her hands shot forwards, grabbing the top of my pants and tugging them open. She yanked my boxers down and then moved her legs so that her feet touched the back of my knees and she could push me forwards against her. Knowing she was desperate, I tucked her skirt higher, pulled her towards me, and sank myself between her thighs. Taylor buried her face in my shoulder, biting down on a feral moan as I slid inside her inch by inch.

Taylor lifted her legs higher to wrap them around my waist as I started to fuck her roughly where she sat on the counter. She whimpered with pleasure, her pussy so wet I slid in and out easily. Her fingers clutched at my shirt as hot tension built in my cock, spurred on by the little gasps and moans of my name Taylor was producing. Lifting a hand up her dress, I stroked her swollen stomach, moving my other hand to raise her chin and kiss her passionately.

"Oh fuck!" Taylor moaned loudly against my lips, letting out a hot breath as she clenched around me and came with a shudder.

"Fuck princess." I groaned, unable to stop my own orgasm from crashing down over me like a wave. We rode it out together, kisses turning messy as we fought to get closer and fought to breathe at the same time.

"God I needed that." She giggled once we'd slowed our hearts. "This damn pregnancy is getting me so horny all the time."

"Oh I know." I chuckled. "Don't worry princess; I've got no problem taking care of you whenever you need it."

Taylor smiled, and I gave her one more long kiss. Then I helped her down and cleaned her up, making sure she was okay before I pulled my clothes back into place. Not wanting to let anyone know what we'd been doing, we slipped out of the bathroom, Taylor running her hands through her hair to smooth it out.

"Well." A light chuckled caught our attention and we looked over to see Liv – another cheerleader - leaning against the wall smoking out the window. "I guess some things never change."

"Excuse me?" I blinked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Taylor frowned.

"You remember." Liv said like it was obvious. "At that first class reunion before the college semesters started." Taylor and I looked at each other, and then back at her. "You guys hooked up in the bathroom? Super drunk? I caught you coming out? I said some things never change because you..." She motioned to Taylor. "Are over here cheating on Lucas with Travis again. You did it then and you're doing it now."

"I'm..." Taylor murmured. "I'm not with Lucas."

Liv shrugged, tossing her cigarette out and walking away. I stared at her as she left, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Then I looked at Taylor again to find her staring up at me with wide eyes. All of a sudden, I remembered.

That night, that party. I'd drunk far too much, and I'd ended up down by the bathrooms with some girl. We'd made out against the wall before she'd dragged me into the bathroom and we'd had messy, drunk sex on the ground. But that hadn't just been some girl. I'd been so blackout drunk I hadn't remembered that night, hadn't known, but that girl...that girl had been Taylor.

"Oh my god." Taylor whispered, her eyes widening further. "Travis we did." She was obviously remembering as well. "Travis I completely forgot about that night. I remember us. I ran off afterwards because I felt so bad about cheating on Lucas."

"Holy shit." I breathed. "It was you." Taylor nodded, and then her face went white. "What?" I dared to ask.

"Baby." She placed a hand over her mouth like she was shocked. "Baby that was just over two weeks before I took Abby's pregnancy test." My eyes widened.

"Princess what are you saying?" My heart sped up, faster and faster. Taylor swallowed.

"Travis I'm saying I think there's a chance Abby might be yours. I'm saying I think we need to do a paternity test."