The last two weeks on Hawaii, was really hard.
I was really sick for a week, and Chris was so busy with filming, the last week, so we hardly spend time together. He was only home to sleep.
It was hard for us both, so I tried to spend as much time, on the set, as possible.
I had a great time with Nick and Ty. They were really sweet and funny.
I talked with Jack almost every day, and Anna told me, that he was looking forward to my calls.
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(Smut is coming up.)It was the last day of filming on Hawaii, and we all celebrated afterwards.
Both Chris and I got a bit tipsy, so we got a cab home.
His hands were all over my body, as I tried to unlock the door.
"I can't unlock the door, if you're distracting me." I half moaned as he stayed to kiss down my shoulder.
Chris didn't listen and just continued kissing my skin.
I finally managed to unlock the door and walked in with Chris on my heels.
I threw the keys on the table near the door and turned to Chris, before I roughly pushed him against the door, he just closed behind him.
"I think you have to make up, for the last week." I said with a smirk before I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and pulled him down for a kiss.
I grabbed the hem of his shirt, and quickly pulled it over his head, before I let my hands run over his muscular chest, kissing him again.
I let my hand trail down, to feel the growing buldge in his jeans, making him gasp into the kiss.
I smirked, before I dragged him with me up the stairs to the bedroom.
Just as we walked through the door, I let go of his hand, to get myself out of my clothes. I could hear him unbutton and get out of his jeans.
He slowly walked up behind me, and let his hand run under the fabric of my underwear, to feel the wetness between my legs.
I rested my head back at his chest, while he started to push, the tip of his finger, inside me.
He shifted between, rubbing his finger against my clit and pushing two fingers inside me, while his other hand held me steady, with a firm grip over my stomach.He was driving me crazy, with his touch.
"Please, fuck me." I half moaned.
Chris roughly pushed me to the bed, so I was kneeling down on the edge.
He trailed his hands down my back, before he looped his fingers through my panties, and slowly pulled them down.
He positioned himself behind me, with a firm grip on my hips. He let his right hand trail down my butt, before he gave it a light slap.
He only pushed the tip of his lenght inside me, making me groan frustrated.
I pushed myself backwards, pushing myself onto him, making us both gasp in pleasure, as he filled me up.
I leaned down and rested my head on my arms, as he started to push himself in and out.
"Deeper." I begged, making him thrust deeper, harder and faster. His groans got deeper and louder with each thrust, and mixed with my moans, as he hit my spot.
I could feel his grip on me tense, before he slapped my ass again, making me gasp in surprise.
He reached down rub his fingers against my clit, making me moan out, even louder.
"I'm close." I managed to say, in between moans.
"Come for me, baby girl." Chris said panting.
After a few more thrusts, I felt my body tense, followed by an amazing pleasure, filling my whole body.
I felt my walls clench around him, followed by him filling me with his warm liquids.
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The Assistant (Chris Pratt Love story)
FanfictionChris Pratt fanfiction/Love Story. *I don't own any of the characters except for Melissa.* *English isn't my native language, sorry for missspellings.*