Book two: Impractical (Crawford and Chris Collins)

Chapter 19

How could I be so utterly in love with him? This isn't right.. I cheated on him. But I can't lose him.

"We're going out to dinner tonight," he was making breakfast, and I was sitting on the counter behind him.

He turns around and brings his lips to mine.

"What kind of dinner?" I smile, as he leans me back, so I am laying down on the island counter.

"It's gonna be very nice..." he says as he unbuttons and unzips my pants.

"Something you wanna dress up for..." he kissed down my neck, to my collar bone.

"We're home!" Max and Cari yell.

I jumped up, and Crawford turned around to continue cooking.

"Please don't tell me you were about to do it on the counter; where we cook," Max groans, getting a plate out for him and Cari.

Cari smiles at Crawford and I.

"How long have they been together?" Cari asks.

"Since they were like 17.. Yeah, but it's kinda romantic," Max says, stacking his plate with eggs and sausage.

"How are we romantic?" I half laugh, leaning into Crawford's side.

"Well, you guys have known each other since you guys were like 14, dated at age 17, still together at age 21, lived through Spencer, you guys were basically meant for each other, since you guys acted like you were dating. Plus, he still gets a hard on when you aren't even naked yet," I could tell Crawford had tucked "it" into the waistband of his pants.

I turned to Crawford, and put my lips to his, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"How are the not married already?" Cari asked.

"They are. Believe me," I felt Crawford smile during the kiss. It literally felt like the first time we had ever kissed eachother, and I didn't want it to end.

"Want me to go take care of that?" I whisper in his ear, trailing my fingers down his stomach.

He smiled at me, grabbing my hand and leading me to the bedroom.

"Have fun!" Max yells. "I did that, don't you see?" He whispers, but I hear.

I had Crawford sit down on the bed as I unbuckled his pants, getting down on my knees, letting the pants slide down his legs. I slowly slid my finger down his cock as he shut his eyes.

"El... stop teasing," his voice deeper.

"Teasing makes it better.. More intense,"

He breathes heavily as I pump my hand up and down, taking him into my mouth.

"Ellie," he gasps. I look into his eyes.

As he came, he groaned. Pleasuring someone is oddly satisfying. Made me extremely turned on. After recovering, he threw me on the the bed, taking off my pants and getting straight to "business".

"I'm about to..." I moaned, and he took his mouth from me as I was about to come.

"Crawford," I looked into his eyes in helplessness. I was completely his, and under his control.

"Tell me you love me," he says, then kissing my inner thighs.

"Crawford! I love you, you know this... I'll always love you!" I groan at him.

"Now scream my name," this was extremely hot.

"Crawford!" I scream, moaning as he attaches his lips back on to me, licking.

"Teasing makes it better.. More intense," he quotes me, seconds later making me come undone.

"Fucking hell," that was amazing, considering there was no "actual sex" involved.

We brushed our teeth afterwards and walked out of the bedroom.

"Have fun?" Max asked, smirking.

"Yes, very much so," Crawford wrapped his arm around me.

"Damn... I wish you made me scream like that," Cari jokes, making me turn a completely different color

"We all know you scream way louder than I do," Everyone laughs at that.

"Sure she does," Crawford says sarcastically, in my ear.

We both sit down, and somehow I end up on top of him, continuing to kiss.

Cari had interrupted, to get ready for tonight's dinner.