Chris ✘ Rih

Throwback: Risky Business

Inspired by true events

Paris 2012

Chris' POV

In my hotel room waiting to be serviced like a king from his queen. She's not here yet she told me that when she was done with her event that she would come and be with me for the rest of my days here. I missed her like crazy even though we just saw each other hours ago on the streets in Paris. She has my mind gone all the time. Sitting on the edge of the bed smoking my blunt, I thought about how far we come to get to this moment. Inhaling the smoke and then blowing it out, I thought about our life together if we could both handle the media pressure and if we could put the past behind us and start fresh.

I mean we are really trying to work on this "Just Friends" shit, but we both knew damn well that shit couldn't possibly work out with us being so sexually attracted to each other and us having such a history having a romantic relationship and all. We only do the "Friend" shit when media is involved in our business and we would do interviews discussing our "friendship", but behind closed doors, it's a different story, we fuck around every chance we get I have her moaning Breezy for me. She has me calling out her name. She's Bad. Definitely a bad girl. I got it bad like Usher for her. That Love Jones type shit. One taste of her and I become addicted instantly. I can't wait to be buried deep inside her. Feel her. Stare at her beautiful exotic colored green hazel eyes. Sheesh! ya'll don't even know what I'm about to do to her when she walks through this fucking door.

I heard a knock on the door of my hotel room I got up and put the blunt down in the ashtray sitting on the nightstand. I straighten myself looking down; I had on a simple white tee, black Black Pyramid sweatpants, and my black socks. The knock came again, I quickly checked myself in the big ass mirror in front of me. My freshly neat dyed blonde hair was perfect and I looked absolutely fine. I walked over to the door and opened it.

My eyes immediately scanned her whole body. Her hair cut short in a pixie hairstyle, her heart-shaped lips were covered in dark red lipstick, she had on a small designer trench coat with grey and black mixed fur on the ends of the sleeves and on her painted feet wear Tom Ford heels. I was biting my bottom lip and smirking at her. Mmm the things that she got me thinking about doing to her should be illegal, cause damn she looks incredible and edible. "Can I help you?" I said playing with her. "Yeah I'm looking for my Lover, Mr. Chris Brown I told him I would be here. I have you seen him?" she smirked.

"I mean I did but he said fuck it, cause he thought you weren't coming and told me to take his place instead. You cool with that?" I smiled back at her. She walked into the hotel room without me inviting her in. I closed the door; Going along with our little role play session she smirked again. "Maybe. Can I ask what's your name? How do you know Chris?" She asked like she really wanted to know the answers.

"My name is Breezy and Chris and I are homies" I answered with confidence.

"Funny he never mentioned you to me Breezy" her accent was driving me crazy I wanted to take her down right this moment, but I remained calm until the right moment to have my way with her.

"Well, sweetheart here I am. I have to admit Chris is one Lucky ass motherfucker if he got you as his lover, baby girl you are sexy as hell. Shit, I'm Jealous. Wish I had someone like you as Mine."

"That's too bad cause you're really sexy also Breezy. But Chris gets awfully jealous and me and you can never be"
I was laughing on the inside cause my baby was playing this character like it was a real person. "Well Ummm..." She interrupted me. "Rih my name is Rih"

"Well Rih," I resumed. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him" I stepped closer to her. Coming near. I bit my bottom lip in lust. She wrapped her arms around my neck, we kissed hungrily. She hissed as I bit her neck, probably left a mark; but I didn't give a fuck.