Taming Christopher Brown

Epilogue

Four years later...

I sigh in contentment as I sit on the wooden rocker on the porch soaking up some morning sun. A child's loud shriek makes me open my eyes and I quickly see Chris with our two year old son, Damon- playing together. Chris is throwing him back and forth in the air and it feels like my heart stops every time Damon goes up. But Chris always catches him and Damon just laughs before he prepares himself to be thrown up again.

"'gain daddy! Gain!" Damon demanded, pushing away from Chris's tight embrace so he would be able to throw him up again. Chris happily obliged, throwing our son in the air and catching him afterwards. When Damon grew tired of the game he squirmed out of his father's grasp and asked to be put down.

"Mommy!" My little boy squeals before he begins to run towards me. I quickly shut my eyes and pretend to be asleep.

"Mommy is taking a nap, don't wake her." Chris warned him sternly.

"Ah!" Damon screamed startled the next second when I playfully attack him. I wrap my arms around his tiny body before I start tickling him.

"Daddy help me!"  He pleaded in between his fits of laughter.

"Here I come buddy!" Chris charged towards the both of us and wrapped us in his arms before he was picking the two of us up effortlessly and tackled us both on the grass. I shrieked surprise at the sudden collision while Damon continued to laugh and attempt to tickle me. Having us both right where he wanted, Chris began tickling me and our son fiercely.

"Stop!" I beg, while panting to catch my breath.

"You guys had enough?" Chris asks, lighting up just a little bit on his attack.

"Yes!" Damon shouts breathlessly.

Finally Chris ends his torture and eased his body off of me and his son.

"That was mean daddy. You lied- you didn't help me." Damon pouts.

"I'm sorry little man." Chris apologizes.

"I'm mad at you." Damon frowns.

"You are?" Chris sighs upset before he began tickling Damon again. "Are you still mad at me?" He asked his son as he squirmed underneath his touch.

"No." Damon laughed.

"Good." Chris smiles down at Damon with love and warmth shining through his eyes.

"Come on, we have to go get you cleaned up." I chimed in and helped Damon stand up. His clothes were now covered in grass and wet dew stains.

"K!" Damon exclaims.

"I'll help you mom." My eight year old son, Noah walks towards us.

"Thanks baby." I smile at my baby boy who was slowing becoming not my little boy anymore.

"No problem mom." he smiles back. "Come on Damon, let's go." Noah holds out a hand for his little brother to take which he does and the two walk off, disappearing inside the house behind the glass door.

"We should probably get cleaned up too." I say, preparing to stand up from the ground.

"Or we could just stay here." Chris replies, pulling me down and pulls me close to his side. Instinctively I throw an arm around my husband's waist and lay my head against his chest.

"I like your idea better." I smile the same moment I feel his hand running down my ass.

"I thought you would." I could hear the smile in Chris's voice and when I look up I see it, and it mesmerizes me like it did the first time he smiled at me. Unable to help myself, I leaned forward until my lips touch Chris, kissing him tenderly. Chris response is immediate as he kisses me back, his lips working over my lips just as gently as I was kissing him. The kiss became slightly more aggressive as I ran my fingers against his abs and teasingly lower.

I could tell he wanted me. Here. Now.

I pull away reluctantly before I could get carried away. It was hard not to lose control when Chris kissed me the way he did and touched me like he was doing. It was as if he was touching every nerve in my body and all of my senses were heightened.

"What you thinking about?" Chis laid on his side and stared at me with his seductive brown eyes.

"I'm just thinking about how happy I am." I confess.

"I must be doing something right." Chris chuckles.

"You're doing everything perfect." I giggle.

"I love you."

I smile in response. "I love you too." The both of us lean in and kiss and as our lips mold together, testing, and teasing, I revel in the fact that I tamed Chris Brown.

The End

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That's it! The END of Taming Christopher Brown! I started this story in 2012 back when Chris was bae-now we're half done with 2105! Crazy! Anyways, thank you so, so much to every single person who's ever read, commented, and/or voted on a chapter. It really means a lot! Thank you to the readers who's been keeping up with TCB since I posted the first chapter <3

Much love.

-Erica.