Cliffhanger - A Chris Motionless Story

Chapter Seven - The Shocking Truth

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CHRIS' POV
Fuck. As I stood there in the book store, watching Nyx read a page from a book, I couldn't stop my mind from wandering. How it would sound hearing her scream my name from my those perfect puffy lips that were slightly parted. What she would feel like against me. How beautiful she'd look tied up and bound to the bed.
She took her bottom lip in her teeth, telling on what she was reading. Then, her legs shifted, rubbing her thighs together. I grinned and walked up to her, placing my hands on her waist. Fuck, her scent was just as intoxicating as her personality.
She shut the book and placed it back on the shelf, but not before I got a little glimpse of the page. It was enough to even turn my face red.
For whatever reason, despite the books she reads and writes, I got this sense that she hadn't been physically exposed to even a quarter of the things I wanted to do to her. I wanted to ravish her, I wanted to destroy her. I wanted her neck to be bruised from my bite.
The moment we were alone in the elevator I pushed her against the wall, my hand gripping her neck lightly as our lips collided just as they had that night after the party. She tried to run her hands up into my hair, but I gripped her wrists tightly and held her hands above her head. I bit down on her lip then pulled back. After I released her bottom lip I grinned as her breathing became heavy, and the elevator doors opened.
Nyx almost looked terrified the moment we stepped into the room. I locked the door behind me to ensure we had no interruptions. I wanted to be rough, I wanted to toss her around, but I knew she'd never been handled in such a way. I'd have to be soft and take my time with her.

"We can take it slow and soft," I whispered to her as my hands slowly pulled her sweater up. I looked down at her curves, her tattoos, the slight stretch marks on her hips. She was gorgeous. She was natural. Yet, I could tell she still wanted to curl in on herself and hide from me. "Are you okay with this?" I asked to be sure. She only nodded and bit her lip. I smiled to myself and leaned down, kissing along her collarbone. Her breathing became uneven and I felt her skin rise. I went lower, kissing along her breasts and biting down, leaving a trail of hickeys on her pale skin. My hand snaked around to her back and unclasped her black lace bra. The straps fell off her shoulders and the bra fell to the ground. Her nipples came to a peak, and I took one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. Her hands went straight to my hair, entangling her fingers. I pulled back with my teeth as she shuddered and let a small gasp out. Had no one ever done this to her? I followed the same process on her other nipple, then kissed my way down her stomach, my hands tracing her curves as I did so. When I got down to her black skinny jeans I paused, asking permission with my eyes. She nodded and I unbuttoned them. I pulled them down, and she stepped out of them. I kept my hands on her waist as I used my teeth to remove her panties that matched her bra. Was she anticipating this? Or did she wear this for herself?
My tongue pressed against her, and she shivered once again. My lips curled into a smirk as I delved my tongue in, lashing at her clit with it. She practically doubled over at the sensation, gripping my hair tighter. I got on my knees in front of her, practically praying to her. My tongue swirled in circles around her cunt, earning more moans from her lips.
"Do you want more, baby?" I asked, looking up at her.

"Y-yes. Please, give me more," she begged. Fuck, she was so beautiful when she begged me for more. I pushed her down on the edge of the bed, one hand gripping her throat while the other went down to her pussy. I pressed two fingers in, and her back arched. Her fingers gripped the white blanket below her as I moved my fingers, curling them inside of her. Fuck, she was so wet already. I picked up the pace, feeling as she tightened around my fingers. I kept pressing my fingers against that spot, anticipating what was to come as her legs started to shake. I moved my hand from her neck, placing it on her stomach.
"F-fuck, Chris! S-stop, I'm gonna-" before she could finish her sentence she was flooding my hand. I smirked. That was exactly what I was wanting.
She fell back onto the bed, breathless and shaking. But I wasn't done yet. I stripped off my sweater, tossing it to the ground, and undid my belt. I contemplated binding her with it, but instead tossed it to the ground. I needed to feel her hands on me. Just this once. I pulled Nyx by her ankles to the edge of the bed. She let out a small gasp and I pinned her down. Something in her eyes... she looked like she needed to tell me something, to get something off her chest before we began.

"Nyx, is everything alright?" I asked her, holding myself up over her naked body.

"Chris, I need to tell you something, and I don't want you to judge me for it," she said. I cocked my head to the side, giving her my full attention. "I have never... done this before."

"Done what before?"

"This," she gestured between us with her hands, and it dawned on me. Was she serious? There was no way. Not with what she writes, not with how she writes.

"You're a virgin?" I asked her, trying not to seem astonished by the shocking news. She only nodded. "How?"

"I just never really worried about it. I was always so caught up writing and working, it just didn't matter to me."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She nodded again, and I reached over to grab a condom. I pulled it on as she watched, her eyes going wide as she stared at my length.

"Is-is it going to fit?" She asked softly. I chuckled, then smirked as I held myself over her again.

"Don't worry, baby. It will fit." I pressed my tip into her entrance and hesitated as I let her adjust to the feeling. Her back arched and she let out a small whimper, making me impossibly harder than I was. "Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded and took a deep breath. I held her legs open, pushing myself deeper inside of her. She gripped the sheets beneath her, turning her knuckles white from her tight grip. As I pulled my hips back she let a slew of curse words out. Her smooth legs wrapped around me, locking me in the moment I went back down, deep inside of her. I felt her grow more accustomed to the feel of me, so I picked up my pace, feeding on her moans. I felt her grow tighter and tighter as her moans got louder, nearing a scream. Her nails scratched down my back, pulling me closer to my own orgasm.
Nyx began to scream my name as I slammed into her, going harder and faster with each thrust. I had to admit, I was not easy on her for her first time. I was anything but easy. But, I also knew I could be rougher. I could toss her around, I could slam into her until she begs me to stop.
I gave some final deep thrusts as I began to come. When I pulled out Nyx's legs fell, and her breathing stayed heavy. I kissed her forehead, then stood up and pulled my jeans back on.

"Stay there, I'll grab a bottle of water for you." Nyx laid on the bed, and I walked to the mini fridge, grabbing her a water. "How do you feel?"

"Like I just got my brains fucked out my skull." I chuckled, then brushed her hair out of her face.

"Oh, trust me. That hasn't happened yet. Just wait until we're at my house."