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SASHA🖤

SASHA🖤

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"Aah." I moaned out as Chris thrusted in and out in doggy style.

The water was running on my back as he kept pumping in and out. My hand supported my weight on the cabinet wall, drawing my print on it.

The steam made the cabinet foggy and our moans echoed in the room.

I had been waiting for this for two whole weeks. Honestly, I wish we could pull through for the whole month but after what happened today, we both needed this.

I still couldn't believe how Chris was so unsure about himself. I loved him so much and I ain't want nobody but him.

So for him to think he ain't good enough for me hurt a lot. Cause he's more than good enough.

"Fuck bae." he said in between strokes. His hand grabbed my neck, pulling me to his chest.

Our bodies warmed each other even more and I squirmed from the pleasurable pain.

I had lost count of the amount of times I came and when he slowed down, I could tell he was about to cum again.

So he oozed out onto the bathroom floor as I caught my back.

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"Mm." he told handing me the lotion. I smiled taking it from him.

Once I was done, I wore the tee he gave me paired with my ethika boxers. He plopped beside me on the bed and pulled me close to his body before starting to rub my butt. His other hand was in his pants as he focused on the tv that was on.

I grabbed my phone and opened ig.

"Shit." I whispered. "What?" he asked looking at me.

I started to get worried cus the post I saw was about the game and what happened.

"Umm.." I told and before I could come up with sum Chris took the phone and saw it.

"New Starting QB shows greatest skills: Fighting and Torturing. Somethings just don't change..." he read and huffed.

He gave my phone back before getting up and sitting at the edge of the bed.

"It's just gossip. They don't know what they talking bout baby." I sat up on my knees.

"They don't?" he looked clearly upset. I sighed feeling bad.

"Everytime I try to escape my past... it just comes back to fucking haunt me." he told.

"All they see is that nigga that went to jail... nun more." he added before huffin.

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