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"Ugh, this is not fair!" Chris laughed seeing Jamie standing in front of him.
"Hello to you too."
He stood to the side, letting her walk inside of his house. Closing the door he turned back and followed her into his living room. She sat down with an evident mug and crossed arms, visibly upset. Chris couldn't help but to keep laughing..
"And what the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked as he sat down next to her. Jamie slapped his hand away.
"You, I can't fucking believe you." He smacked his lips.
"What I do now?"
Jamie let him pull her close, and he started his kissing fest on her skin. Her 'anger' subsided temporarily enough for pleasure to take over. Chris felt her skin getting warmer and smirked.
He mumbled, "Answer me," while his hand slickly fell down to her thigh, caressing it carefully. The moment his finger brushed against her panty line, Jamie came to her senses and slapped his hand away.
"See, this is what I'm talking about!" She huffed. "You're sitting here looking like a five course, ten piece and a biscuit ass meal, dick on swole, with this look in your eyes, and you still won't let me fuck you? It's been days Chris!"
He stared at her amusingly and silently. His tongue glided over his lips making Jamie's middle flood in her juices. She couldn't fucking believe him at this point. She knew he was making her wait on purpose. He didn't want her to take him out, he wanted to see how long she'd chase him. And it was working horrifically in his favor.
Chris sat back against his couch and threw his arms on the back of it. Even the way he sat turned her on. She was starting to hate it.
"Come here," he bit down on his lip gently.
Like Flash, Jamie was on his lap, straddling and kissing him in an instant. She hoped today would be the day she made him forget his own name but, little did she know; Chris was going to be the one to make her forget hers.
He pulled away, grabbing her hips to stop her movements. She groaned in protest and pouted. "Let's play a game."
"Who the fuck do you think I am, a fucking kid?" Jamie snapped. "You've played enough games already! Just fucking fuck me!"
"Ouch," Chris playfully winced. "Your mouth is terrible" he brushed her hair away from her face. "I wonder how much of my dick is it gonna take to shut you up."
She bit her lip as his fingers teased her skin.. "None of it will, but at least I get to taste it."
"We'll see." He quickly flipped her over, laying her on her back against the couch cushions. She gasped, feeling her heart start to accelerate. "Let's see how long you can hold out. If you cum before I tell you, you will never fuck me. Clear?"
"That's... that's not fucking fair." She moaned. He had already pulled her dress over her waist and was moving circles against her bud. "You know I—"
"Yes you can... and you will." He kissed her lips then trailed down to her neck.
Chris spent the next five minutes 'torturing' Jamie with his sensual touch. For the most part she was able to hold out as much as she can, but as soon as Chris stuck his fingers inside of her she felt herself coming hard.
She squealed clenching herself around his fingers profusely with her eyes squeezed shut. Chris watched her body wildly reacting to him with a smirk on his face. He let her ride down her high before slowly removing his fingers.
"Well," he licked his fingers and shook his head. "Might as well go back to ya 'sneaky link'."
Jamie snapped her eyes open feeling him getting off of her. "What the fuck!"
"You lost, baby. You had one job." Chris laughed.
Jamie screamed and started punching the air. He continued laughing loudly. He bent down to kiss her lips once she was done, and turned around to walk away.
"Remember what I said!" He yelled, walking upstairs to his room.
Jamie laid there with a heavy heart and tingly legs. "That fucking idiot," she mumbled. "I hate him!"
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Next chapter, Wes is coming back then after that, they'll go on their little date. Chris will finally have 'that' talk with Kyrie and—lemme stop telling the rest of the book! 🤦🏾♀💀
