Kim:
Forget Mrs. Tran.
Forget Karrueche.
Forget Tyga.
Chris was mine right now.
I didnt care anymore that I had a boyfriend and one of my conditions was for Chris to stay faithful to Karrueche. He was trouble, yes. But he was so tempting. I had to have him as my first and my own.
Chris had his lips to mine, with his waist in between my legs.
He came up for air and smiled down at me. "You know where kissing leads, right?"
I nodded and forced his lips back down to mine. He gave me a peck before pulling himself off of me. I grabbed back at him.
"Kim, I can't," he said huskily.
I stopped, shocked and was prepared to scratch his eyes out. Nigga...
"You just came over to kiss me and now you're saying you can't?" I asked him, angry.
He nodded and turned his back to me. Involuntarily, my leg jerked forward and he grunted when he felt the hard blow.
"Ow! What the hell, Kim?"
"You make me sick, you know that?"
"You didnt have to kick me!"
I didnt even apologize. "Goodbye, Chris." I said and began to gather my things together. Well, if I wasnt gonna get laid I might as well go home, right?
He stopped me by grabbing my hands and made me face him.
"Kim, please don't leave."
"Why should I stay?"
"'Cause I love spending time with you."
"Bullshit, Brown." I said and wiggled free from him. He sighed and closed his bedroom door before I could reach it.
"Stay, please."
I scrunched my eyebrows. If I didnt know any better, Id think Chris had a crush on me. I dropped my bag to the floor and he exhaled.
"I just...wanted to..." he inched forward and I stayed perfectly still. "Kiss..you.."
I nodded in amazement as he snaked his arms around my waist. The way his hands were placed on my jean belt loops made me excited. Tyga had done this hundred of times but Chris did things so forcefully and unruly. It was making me...wet? My legs were tempted to jump on him.
He buried his face in my neck and placed light kisses there, and I moaned and held his hands that were now weaving around my waist.
"Kim, I wish I could. But I can't..."
"Why?"
"You've got Tyga for this."
I snorted. " I want you."
He groaned as I somehow found myself stroking his hardness. For a virgin, I was doing well.
"Gee-ah.." he groaned. "Your gonna make me-"
"Cum?" I whispered seductively into his ear and he let out a sharp moan into my ear.
He picked me up and threw me on the bed. I giggled at his excitement and he was kissing me by the time my brain could register what was going on.
As each kiss was planted, more clothing came off. And as each piece of clothing came off, I grew more and more nervous about the fact that I was about to lose my virginity. I didnt care that my virginity was going to be taken on some random Thursday on the unmade bed of the boy who I claimed to have hated. He knew what he was doing and as he kissed my collarbone, I left my virginity in his hands. I know when you first have sex, you have to do it with someone you love and trust but Chris was just so...
