Win A Date With Chris Evans

THE END

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Jaime prises her eyes open in the harsh light of the morning, she stretches out sighing heavily turning round to feel the other side of the bed, empty.
A huge part of her wishes she could have stayed sleeping forever, it truly was the best dream ever.
Ah fuck.
Best get up.
She swings her legs out of the bed replaying every little detail over and over in her mind trying her hardest not to forget a single moment.
Who the fuck thinks they'll actually win a date with Chris Evans? You gotta be out of your damn mind.
Coffee...first thing I need is coffee.
She has a heavy pain in her chest, almost emulating the pain you feel when your spouse dream cheats on you. There is no rhyme or reason for feeling this way but it hurts all the same.
Trying her best not to sob into her cup of liquid lifeline she is startled by the dripping of the bathroom tap, fucking plumber was supposed to have fixed that weeks ago! Dick.
She swings open the door, "you know Jaime, you have questionable taste in music." Chris smirks from the tub as ALEXA plays her favourite sad girl play list.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" What the fuck what the fucking fuck?!
She bends over doubled in two trying not to have a heart attack, "what are you doing here?!" She yells through panicked breaths.
"Did you really think it was all a dream?" He giggles, wiggling his devilish eyebrows at her.
Fuck me. OH MY GOD HE DID FUCK ME! Oh my god it wasn't a dream.
"Get out of my tub Evans." Chris stretches his long legs out in the bath, sponging himself down with her best loofa, "I'm naked Jaime." He smirks again.
That smirk will be the death of me.
Her heart swells as she tries her best to remain coy, "I'm aware." She winks at him sliding off her tshirt and underwear shimming into the tiny tub sitting on his lap, facing him as the water spills over the sides.
"Good morning." Chris giggles sitting up to pull her closer brushing his lips along hers gently.
Her mouth twists into an adorable smile, "whats on your mind?" he asks suspiciously.
"You.  You are on my mind.  I really thought it was all a dream." She blushes shoving her face into his chest.
He's here and I'm sitting on his lap, holy fuck his penis is underneath me...okay...it's time.
Chris feathers kisses along her bare breasts, running his wet hands up her back pulling her closer, their bodies pressed together.
Jaime moans as Chris's stubble tickles the sensitive spot on her neck, "my bed now." She gasps as his thickening length grows under her.
She lifts herself up slightly kissing his forehead the taste of his sweat lingering on her lips, she reaches down into the water and grasping his cock and guiding it into her opening.
"Thought you wanted to go to bed?" He arches his eyebrow grinning widely.
Jaime slowly rolls her hips running her hands up the sides of his face, "I just wanted a little taste."

***

"You're perfect, you know that right?" Chris's eyes are locked into Jaime's, she adjusts herself on the bed look cuter Jaime, you resemble a burst ball.
Her hair is wispy around her face, which is flushed from all the sex but mostly because I cannot fucking believe he is here!!
He lies on top of her pinning her to the bed, "I'm going to do whatever I want to you," he trails his tongue down her jaw and onto her neck, "and you are going to lie here and take it." he quickly steals a kiss from her lips smirking when she takes his bottom lip between her teeth, he chuckles devilishly as he makes his way down between her legs.
"You got it Evans." She sighs blissfully raising her arms above her head.
He delves into her dripping cunt ravenously forcing his tongue around her folds, lapping every bit of her, sucking on her engorged clit, Jaime arches her back trying to catch her hitched breaths, Chris reaches up with one hand he teases her pearled nipple, and his other hand he begins gliding a finger in and out of her opening, swirling it around intensely.
"Fuck Evans...I'm gonna cum!" She squeaks trying to hold back not wanting to give in to her orgasm just yet, but Chris had other ideas. He increases his pace, his tongue lapping every inch of her rhythmically nibbling her bundle of nerves, she instinctively bucks her hips forcing his face deeper into her, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her down furiously ramming his fingers powerfully inside her.
"Fuuuuuck!" She groans sordidly bringing her knees up tightly unable to hang on to it any longer, expelling herself coating his face in her juices.
"Get...up...here...Evans..." she pants through sensational twitching of her cunt.
He glides up her body pressing his solid length against her slit, and with one swift adjustment of her hips he slides inside her opening.
"If you insist." He grabs her legs hooking them over his shoulder, rapidly pounding her into the mattress.
He thrusts himself deeply, "stop biting my neck, you're going to send me over the edge." He chuckles roaming in and out of her cunt.
"Good." She laces her tongue up the side of his neck tasting the saltiness of his skin biting his earlobe playfully, relishing in his broken hitched breaths.
He bucks his hips wickedly pumping her full of his warm seed before collapsing in a heap beside her.
He slides his arm underneath her pulling her into a close embrace, "I hate that I have to leave." He whispers, brushing his lips against her cheek.
"I hate it too." Jaime sighs deeply, wishing this could replay like groundhog day.
"But..." Chris reaches for his cell phone, snapping a picture of them snuggling.
"But what?" She questions curiously, grabbing the cell out of his hand scrutinising the awful picture.
He clears his throat nervously, "I have my sisters wedding in a few weeks. I want you to go with me..."
Jaime's heart does a somersault in her chest, "as your date?"
"No." He smiles softly tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, "as my girlfriend."
Jaime's heart swells, almost afraid that it will burst right out of her chest.
She nods ecstatically, unable to contain her eagerness.
Be happy Jaime, no one deserves it more. I'll be here if you need me.
Don't screw this up.

***
Chris stands before Jaime unbuttoning the top button of his tuxedo, "this night Jaime...this has been one of the best nights of my life."
He places his hands on her hips, feeling the soft satin of her blush pink gown.
Jaime reaches up pressing her lips against his, "I can't wait to get out of this fucki—" he clamps his hand over her mouth.
"I have something to tell you..." Chris simpers kissing the tip of her nose.
"If you are about to tell me that this is all a dream, then I'm about to throw myself off that bridge." Jaime mumbles underneath his hand.
SHUT UP JAIME! For once in your fucking life shut up!
"I love you Jaime Collins." A wide smile spreads across his face.
"I love you too Chris Fucking Evans." Jaime answers immediately.
There you go. Some dreams really do come true.