"I didn't expect you to come so fast"
"Well my baby needed me didn't he?" he grabbed my face kissing my cheek. He sat his belongings down on the counter, going straight to the fridge.
"Now what was so important that you couldn't tell me over the phone?"
His voice was so stern, he seemed tense.
"Well...I-"
"I found out that Genevieve is cheating on me" I could feel the tears in my eyes. I didn't cry all day but for some reason saying it out loud, it felt harsher
Before I knew it I was sobbing,
I don't know what hurt more the thought of her leaving me or the thought of her wanting to leave me.
"Are you sure Austin this could just be some mis-"
"No no no it's not he came here looking for her and everything"
Chris pulled me into a deep embrace as I continued to sob into him. I knew how he felt and what he was gonna say as soon as I pulled back.
I pulled away
"I got your shirt all wet"
I looked up at him, his expression became more stern "do you think I care about this shirt right now? She cheated on you Austin! She hurt you! We should be out there hunting that bitch and her date down"
"Please don't"
his face softened. I stared into his eyes then kissed him. His callused hands running over my bare back. I wrap my arms around him, running my hands through his hair,deepening the kiss. His hands drop from around my waist, breaking the kiss.
"You don't know how long I wanted that" he cups my face, kissing my forehead.
" Chris please just- just"
"Just What?"
"JUST FUCK ME ALREADY YOU'VE BEEN BEGGING TO DO IT FOR MONTHS SO DO IT"
In a matter of seconds I was slammed in to the wall,pulling off my shirt throwing it across the room.
"You want me to fuck you huh?Are you sure that's what you want?" I nod
"God I want you to fuck me so badly"
He goes for my sweatpants, pulling them down just enough to get to my boxers. Sticking his hands inside, stroking me.
"Please go faster sir" earning a low moan from him as he sped up.
"Now what would happen if she walked through that door right now hm?"
"Aahh~chris"
"You like the thought of you being caught? Because then she'll know you want me more than her"
"G-God Chris can you stop talking and just fuck me"
"Alright if that's what you want"
Chris dragged me upstairs, into the bedroom, slamming the door and practically ripping off our clothes. He pins me to the bed, breathing heavily."God the things you do to me Austin"
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