My name is Travis Dagger.
Eva's POV
I was in Home Depot. I couldn't even remember what kind of light bulb it was that I came in here for, I should have taken a picture of it. Maybe my subconscious had me wandering around lost because I needed to catch a dick. Almost two years now and I wasn't even sure why at this point. Finally I was in the right aisle looking at what felt like billions of light bulb types and brands, when a snack walking past my aisle noticed me, turned around and decided to come and see if I needed some "help".
"Can I help you babygirl." He smirked looking down at me, his voice just oozing that he had the worst of intentions. It wasn't even phrased in the form of a fucking question. He came right up behind me and grazed his cock against my ass, his eyes burning into the back of me.
"I'm not in distress- I shop here all the time. I'm just looking to replace a bulb that went out in my closet, but thanks-"
As I reached for whatever lightbulb was closest to me, my signal for this man to fuck off, he riped it out of my hand and tossed it past us, shoving me up against the shelves.
"Hey! What the hell-" He grabbed my throat to shut me up and started rubbing his thumb across my bottom lip.
"I'm going to fuck you in every aisle of this store. I'm wearing you out on every appliance in this fucking store, and the more you talk back the harder we're going to fuck you-right boys?"
All of a sudden three other gorgeous men came hauling ass down the light bulb aisle and suddenly hands were all over me. Yanking me back by my hair, lifting my dress up around my waist, and spanking me hard. Mouths were sucking on my neck, sucking on my pussy, while one guy smiled at another and ordered him to spread my legs open...
"HELLO MISS? Did you need any help finding anything specific today?"
The handsome man in my daydream was standing there, repeating himself now for the third time. He was looking at me half concerned and half amused that I had lost track of what the hell I was even doing, and how aroused I was clearly becoming right in front of his eyes.
"I'm so sorry- no I'm okay- thank you so much." I croaked, completely horrified. I grabbed a box and booked it towards the self checkout, tripping over my sneakers not even looking back. FUCK I did it again. Eva why are you like this?!!!
It's constant moments like this that make me feel like there's not another girl out there that has the imagination that you might think I've been blessed with. As I've gotten older it's begun to feel like more of a curse than a blessing if you ask me. Like at the most inconvenient times I'll find myself fantasizing about the dirtiest things, all depending on who I run across and where I'm at. I could be at the car wash. I mean seriously. If the employee turning on the machine peaks my interest, there I go fantasizing about getting drilled while the car is getting clean. I may seriously need help.
As I pushed my curly hair out of my face and brushed past the exit doors the sunlight hit my eyes causing me to stop and fiddle around in my bag looking for my sunglasses. My phone started ringing simultaneously and everything fell out of my hands and spilled into the street.
"Can't keep my shit together to save my life man." I grumbled.
Some guys in a lifted pickup truck started honking their horn at me, sticking their tongue between their fingers and laughing.
"Get over here and sit on my face ha ha ha." They laughed like teenage boys.
As I gathered all my shit and ran across the street to my Bronco I couldn't help but feel like someone had been watching me the entire time, but as I glanced around the parking lot I couldn't seem to find anyone that the stare belonged to. I checked my face in the rear view mirror and applied a fresh coat of my cherry lacquer lip gloss and popped in a stick of gun. I cranked my music back up and sped out of the parking lot.

About fifteen minutes later I pulled into my garage and hurried inside to change clothes to go workout. It was Friday afternoon, (I took the day off), and I always made it a point to go to the gym at peak man candy hours so that I could get an eye full. Plus, hey I've been single for going on two years. I gotta show em what's up just in case. I pulled on a pink scrunch butt romper that was backless, skintight, and hugged all of my curves in the right places. "Somebody come get her...", I giggled to myself as I sang. As I checked myself out in the full length mirror next to my bed and admired my wild jet black curly hair hanging down my back, I smiled. I loved my petite little frame with my double D's and my perky little bubble booty. I made a smoothie and hopped back in the Bronco, racing off to the gym.
As I sat in the parking lot scoping out all of the men and women coming in and out of the gym through my shades I couldn't help but get excited. I LOVE people watching. And people watching is harmless, cheap thrills as they say. I got a few long looks from both men and women as they noticed me sitting there. It's not that I don't know I'm a great looking girl, I get hit on everywhere I go. The problem is that is I'm messed up. I've gotten bored dating every single person from my past and I kind of just disappear when that feeling sets in. I've thrown away the most unproblematic nicest men. Sounds fucked up I know but hey men do it every single day all over the world.
What's even more complicated about me is that deep down a part of me knows that I'm not the type of woman who could ever be satisfied with just one man physically. Oh how dare I! Right? I wouldn't be surprised if that was your gut punch reaction. How dare a woman admit that she craves the affection of multiple men at once?! What a slut! A whore!!! Shame! Shame! Shame! (Game of thrones reference I get carried away but you know what I mean.) Meanwhile it's in men's "DNA", and women are even comfortable publicly being side chicks, side wives for God's sake, all in the name of a man. I'm just out here trying to even the score..
I jogged up the stairs of the gym and entered through the double sided doors. I grabbed a towel and climbed up onto the treadmill, popped my ear pods in, and began a slow jog.
Already I could feel eyes on my right, and I flipped my hair over my shoulder and stole a quick look. "Fuck" I thought. An extremely muscular dark-haired man in his twenties was standing in front of the mirror using large free weights working on his biceps. I locked eyes with him in the mirror he was looking at me in and I slowly looked away. To my surprise he dropped his dumbbells and walked right over to me and stopped my machine.
"Get off." he ordered.
"Excuse me?"
"I said get off."
He grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto the floor.
"Who told you to come in here lookin like that? I'm going to have to teach you a lesson woman."
"Get the fuck off of me," I tried snatching my arm from his clutches.
The gorgeous stranger gets right up in my face and slides his hand down the back of my romper and between my legs as he stares at me.
"Open your legs Eva."
I glanced around the room and did as I was told.
Quickening his pace, the man rubbed back and forth on my clit and smiled at me as I began to moan and open my legs even wider giving in to him.
Another man on the treadmill watching us with short curly hair walked over to us smiling and immediately started kissing me aggressively. He pulled back and looked at the guy rubbing on my pussy, before returning his eyes to me hungrily.
"Let's get her in the locker room." Treadmill guy smirks.
"I want to fuck her from behind, you can have her mouth.'', the first guy orders while taking his hand out of my romper.
"Please no, everyone's going to see!" I squealed.
As I'm being dragged off to the men's locker room I feel a tap on my shoulder and I jump, snapping me back into reality.
"Are you still using this er what?" A woman was staring at me annoyed.
At that moment I realized I wasn't even jogging anymore. I had been standing completely still gripping tightly to the handle bar of the treadmill just staring off into space.
"Sure you can, I'm sorry about that. I couldn't hear you.", I pulled my ear pods out and gave an apologetic look.
"No worries girl."
As I wiped my neck and glanced around at what to do next I felt that sudden feeling again, someone was watching me and I began scoping the various machines and faces trying to figure out who was looking at me. My eyes finally stopped as I met another pair of eyes. They were so beautiful they didn't even look real. It was as if they were staring directly into sunlight despite us being in a fairly-lit gymnasium. The eyes were like a glowing grey blue hybrid that reminded me of a rainstorm at sea. I then realized that his face was just as beautiful as his eyes.
The man had to be 6'5. He sported powerful dark eyebrows above those breathtaking eyes. Dark wavy hair on top of his head matched his strong eyebrows, pretty short and messily pushed back by a backwards baseball cap. He had a delicate nose for having such a powerful face. His face had beautiful full lips curled up into a smirk. He had broad chiseled shoulders and golden tan skin. I noticed his massive pecs that were masked behind huge arms folded across his chest in an aggressive manner. The man was sitting down on a bench just staring at me and smirking.
It was as if he knew what I had been daydreaming about! He was wearing gray sweatpants and the imprint between his legs was also staring back at me and it looked just as intimidating as he did. His Nike dunks were black and white and looked worn but still effortlessly stylish and sexy. I stared right back at him for as long as he looked at me which I think really caught him off guard because of how beautiful he truly was. Hell I don't even know why I was staring back like that. I would have usually looked away by now. The longer my look matched his, the more interested he seemed to become. I'm sure he'd been used to making girls blush and hide from his smoldering stare.
I walked right over to the machine across from his and sat down fiddling with my phone and my hair. I absolutely wasn't going to make the first move, but I'd be an idiot to see something like that looking at me, and not widen the space for opportunity. I glanced up from scrolling instagram and he was still staring at me so I stared back.
Finally he called out, "Who are you?"
I pulled an ear bud out of my ear and looked at him confused.
"I'm sorry?"
"What's your name?"
"It's Eva."
"You stand out from the rest Eva."
"Thank you?" I smirked. I wasn't going to give him an inch. If he had something to say he was going to have to come out and say it on his own.
"Where are you going after this?" His face was serious now which made me nervous.
"Oh you go from zero to sixty I see. Um, grab some food and go home I guess." I popped my ear buds back in my ear and that seemed to really throw him off.
He sat for another minute or two looking at me and I went back to scrolling through my phone waiting for something to happen. When I looked up from my phone again his feet were right in front of me.
"Are you ready to go?'' He was so confident that I wanted him.
"Go where?" I continued to play dumb.
"You said you wanted food, I'm taking you to get the food you said you wanted, let's go."
My brain was having a hard time keeping up with what was happening in real time. Is this another one of my fantasies, or is this shit real life right now?"
"Yes Eva this shit is actually happening. Let's go." He smirked.
My jaw dropped open and I looked up at him horrified to realize that this stranger really COULD read my mind.
"What the fuck?" was all I could get out of my mouth.
"My name is Travis Dagger."
Travis quickly pulled me up from my bench and grabbed my towel in one hand, and my hand in the other.
"Wait what is actually happening right now.." I kept repeating myself like an idiot as I let him lead me out of the gym.
He walked me over to his pickup truck raised obnoxiously off the ground and opened the door.
"Man that tall and he's still got a micro dick I fear" I blurted out without even thinking.
Travis burst out laughing and threw my stuff in the truck.
"Get the fuck in the truck woman."
I laughed and continued to stand there.
"Look. You're not going to believe anything I'm going to say right now but I know this is what you want. I'm not going to sugar coat anything with you when I know that you're just the female version of me. Now please just get in the truck."
I had to admit I was curious and his eyes disarmed any stubbornness I had left inside of me. I slowly climbed up into the passenger seat and he slammed the door. Within what felt like seconds he was climbing in the driver seat. I quickly pulled down the visor mirror and made sure I looked okay and started reapplying my lip gloss. He impatiently reached right across me and clicked on my seatbelt and then his own.
"Thanks Dad." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
"Keep it up." The look he gave me was so sexy it was sinful.
As he blasted the music stealing looks at me and my body as he sped through town I tried to process just how fast our meeting was and how I couldn't explain how natural and at ease I felt with this complete stranger of a man. Whatever energy that was radiating off of him was just so effortlessly sexy. But wait a minute, how the fuck did he know what I was thinking?
As my stomach growled and I quickly thought about Flame Broilers Travis began to change destinations on his phone navigating us there.
"OKAY. Stop fucking around with me, how are you doing that Travis?"
He reached out and brushed a loose curl away from my eyes and then began rubbing his thumb across my bottom lip.
"I'll tell you when it's time for you to know what I am Eva. For now just enjoy the fact that you've finally found the person that you were truly looking for and meant to be with in life. I'm going to give you everything you've ever wanted, things you've never even thought you wanted and then some. I'm all yours now."
As we picked up our grilled chicken and vegetable bowls racing towards a destination that I didn't even know about I couldn't help but stick my head out of my window a little and let the wind hit me, hair dancing around my face and shoulders. I never felt more alive. I had only been in Travis' presence for a little more than an hour now and already I had dropped my suspicious guard and was openly showing how much I enjoyed being around him.
Travis had come crashing into my life like a force I didn't even know existed outside of my imagination. Immediately he had claimed me as his and admittedly I wanted to be. The energy soaring between us made me so eager to find out what else he would do to drive me crazier than I already felt. Would Travis be the one I've been looking for with an appetite for life as big as the one I've been holding back? As he reached over and gripped my thigh, I couldn't wait to find out.
