Transitions of a lost soul

(Chapter 14: An afternoon to remember...)

I opened the door and Chris led himself into the living room. My palms started to sweat and my heart started to race, I'm really about to spend time with him...alone. "Your place looks very comfortable and peaceful, I should come here more often." Chris said to me as he sat down on the couch. I followed behind him and sat down, crossing my legs into an Indian position. "I was in the middle of watching True Blood, do you wanna watch something else?" I asked. "No this is fine, I actually like this show. I just didn't get to finish watching the last season." I smiled at him and said: "good we can try to watch all the seasons together then, even though I watched them 200 times already." Chris laughed at me, grabbing onto my left knee and softly squishing it.

We spent most of the morning cuddled up watching the show, by 2 we already finished 3 seasons. His hand never left my knee and I loved the feeling. The 5th episode finishes and he decides to get up and use the bathroom. "Might as well take this free time to make something to eat for us." I said to myself. I get up to go into the kitchen to prepare a meal. I had the taste for some chicken Alfredo with broccoli so I decided to start making it. As I was cleaning the chicken I felt a huge hand against my back...making its way down to my bottom half.

My body shuddered, chills coming down my spine as I felt it. "I appreciate you making a meal, but I prefer to have something else to eat." Chris whispered into my ear. He slowly rubbed his hands onto my neck down to my chest, softly grabbing them. I let out a small whimper at his touch..it's been so long since I was intimate with someone, not even Brandon touched me this way. His left hand made its way under my sweater into my underwear and I gasped. I became submissive from that moment on and wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me. "P...leease don't stoop."

I turned around and he picked up and kissed me, tugging onto my hair. I moaned in his mouth without hesitation and he led me into my bedroom. He carefully drops me onto the bed, pulling off my clothing except for my socks. "Don't move, I wanna admire your body for a second." He looked me up and down, his eyes piercing through my soul as if he wanted to devour me. "Show me what you got." I moaned to him. He took off his clothes and his body was so beautiful to look at. The light from outside the window gleamed onto his body, highlighting every line on his stomach.

I wanted desperately to feel him on me, so much I practically begged him to please me. I grabbed him and laid him on top of me. Chris kissed me slowly as he took his time inserting himself into me..us gasping in unison. I was in complete bliss for 2 hours straight, every position...every move he made left me speechless. He knew what he was doing, the man was gifted. We did it everywhere in my apartment, it felt amazing. He wasn't shy about being vocal either and that was my biggest desire in a man...I wanna hear how good it feels, I want you to tell me how good it feels.

By 5, I was completely limp...my legs felt like noodles and I couldn't even stand straight for 2 seconds. We laid in my bed and he held me the whole time. I asked him to stay the night and he fell asleep quickly after he told me yes. I looked up at him in awe, watching him sleep peacefully while still holding me. I fell asleep right after him, though it was early. This was definitely a day to remember.