THINKING ABOUT IT.... (CHRIS EVANS FANFICTION)

Part 5 - Poison

Hey there loves, I just wanted to thank you all for reading and I promise there will be smutty content(cause what kind of a story would this be if there wasn't?!), you just need to bare with me for a little while!

Jamie's POV

He guided me inside and as soon as we walked in a dog started jumping first on Chris than on me. He was irresistible to say at the least. I knelt down and scratched his head. Chris looked over at us and smiled, I smiled back at him. He placed the pie in what I assumed was the kitchen and walked back to the living room I now stood in. His place was big but nice, it felt home-like.

''We can head in the back yard if you want...'' He motioned towards the sliding door, I nodded and we walked outside. The yard was big with a fire pit, a pool and a few yard chairs. We sat on the chairs side by side.

''So how come you decided to major in literature?'' He asked after a few moments of silence.

''I always loved reading, it just seemed right. My English teachers always told me I had talent for writing so it just came together.'' I shrugged, ''What about you?'' I turned to look at him.

''How come I decided to major in literature?'' He asked with a smirk and I laughed hard throwing my head back, ''No seriously, it's similar to your story. I loved acting, my teachers said I was talented so it just happened. I really enjoy it, tho the whole fame thing can get a bit too much.'' I nod, he turns his head to me and we lock eyes.

His eyes were so blue and big, I could get lost in them. I noticed they scanned my features before stopping on my lips. His gaze turned back to my eyes quickly and he leaned slightly forward, once his face was only an inch away from mine his eyes concentrated on mine. He's face was even prettier up close, the faded freckles, the thick lashes... I close the final inch between us pressing my lips to his. They were so soft, he brought a hand to my cheek and tilted my hand and took my bottom lip between his. I felt fireworks in my stomach at how perfect our lips felt against one another. This sweet kiss went on for a few minutes when I felt his tongue against my lip. I was more than happy to allow him inside and the kiss grew more passionate with that action.I tangled my hands in his hair and his other hand found a place on the back of my neck.

Being who I was, I stopped the kiss and pulled away. He had a confused expression on his handsome face,

''How about we get that pie?'' I asked with a smirk, and he cleared his throat,

''A pie? Sure, yeah...'' It was fun seeing him all flustered but he got up and we went back inside and into the kitchen.

I leaned on the kitchen counter and he took the pie out of the fridge and handed me a fork. He placed the pie on the kitchen island and leaned against the opposite end of where I stood, I turned around so I placed my forearms on the island and took a bite, he did the same from his side.

''Good right?'' I asked as he swallowed,

''I hate to admit it, but it really is...'' He smiled and shook his head. I laughed.

''I know, right!''

We chatted some more until almost all the pie was eaten, I dropped my fork dramatically to express that I couldn't possibly eat another bite. He picked up his fork and went around the isle to pick mine up and drop it in the sink. I turned around to see what he's doing but instead in front of the sink he was right in front of me.

He put his muscly hands on the isle on each side of me trapping me between him and the marble surface. I smirked and looked him dead in the eyes, he leaned down and kissed me again. This time it was more hungry, lustful. His tongue made its way in my mouth making my head dizzy.