Come Back to Reality

Chapter 3:

We were avoiding paparazzi while on our way inside the condo. When we were inside, I was amazed. Everything was perfect. Then I felt a hard slap and grip on my ass. As Chris starting gripping it, he was pulling himself closer to me, as close as we can get. I was giggling as he was breathing on my neck then started sucking on it. This was gonna be a hell of a night.

I turned around and hopped on him, legs tight because I never wanna let go. He was walking us upstairs while trying to kiss me.

I said,"Not yet." Then he bit my neck, sucked hard on it and grabbed my ass HELLA tight.

I tried hard to keep my moan in, but failed.

"Chris, let's talk a little bit first. I don't want my first time to be with a stranger." By the time I said that, we were already in the bedroom.

"What you wanna talk about, ma," he said while putting me on the bed, my legs still around him and him hovering over me.

"Do you really want a relationship with me? Or do you picture me as a groupie /hoe?"

"I don't believe that you're a virgin."

I unwrapped my legs around him and pulled off his shirt. "Give me a pair of boxers. I'm gonna go take a shower."

He reluctantly got from over me and got a pair out and handed it to me.

"The bathroom's right there," he said while pointing to the door.

I took my shower, put my naturally curly hair in a bun, got dressed, and came back out.

When I came back, Chris was stripped into just his boxers, sleeping. I remembered to call Bree.

Bree: Hey Crys! What you doing up this late? What Chris doing?

Me: Bitch! It's only 12, we got back late and Chris is sleep. We didn't do anything.

Bree: Why not? Is it because of Hakeem?

Me: Damn, I'm always forgetting about him....he's calling right now, I'll talk to you when I wake up. Goodnight, Sexy. Tell the girls and Tyler II (her son) that I said goodnight.

Bree: Goodnight. I love you.

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Hakeem: The FUCK WAS YOU DOING ONSTAGE?!

"Don't muthafucking talk to me like that! And I was doing exactly what you see on stage!"

Hakeem: Dumb Bitch! You made yoself look like a hoe! Where yo ass at? India wouldn't tell me.

"I'm at Chris's."

Hakeem: Doing what?!

"Whatever I feel like. Bye!"

Hakeem: We done! Don't fuckin talk to me. It's over. That's why I was fuckin Brenda (My BFF) when we was together. I'm tired of yo shit!

"Imma call you later. Bye, Hakeem."

I hung up in this face before he could say anything else.

I turned around to see Chris looking at me, confused. I couldn't stop the tears that was coming down. I laid down and started to spoon with Chris when I turned around and started to deeply kiss him. I caught him off guard. He stopped the kiss as I was climbing on top of him.

"Crystal, stop. Don't do this."

I didn't care. I started to turn him on, I can tell from my position and started to grind on him, making him lose control.

He flipped me over fast and yelled in that husky voice, "Take it off!" I guess I was taking too long because he snatched the boxers off me, let CJ out, and rammed inside of me.

"Damn, you are a virgin. You tight, ma."

I hardly heard him say that over my loud screams and moans.

He was yelling me to do different positions and I wasn't surprised that I knew them all.

There were Lord knows how many rounds. Too much orgasming for my first time. The whole time I was moaning and screaming at the top of my lungs. He moaned a little bit, but was mostly grunting.

When we were done, it was about 5 in the morning. My legs were already sore and I fell straight to sleep. Chris didn't, but cuddled with me before I drifted off.

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