Chris and Rihanna make it back to their penthouse and starts getting naked as soon as they hit the door.
"I'll race you to the hot tub" Rihanna says
"Bet" Chris says. Then they both take off to the hot tub. Chris lets Rihanna win then follows in behind her and sits across from her. Rihanna swims over to him and wraps her arms around his neck and looks him deep in the eyes and says seductively
"Congratulations mister artist of the year" they both smile.
"thanks baby" chris says
"this year is going to be our year" says Rihanna "I'm the new face of Covergirl and I start my world tour in a few months. And you just won Artist of the year at the Grammys and you have you Doublemint commercial and who knows what's next for us and what could happen before next year. This year belongs to us babe and no one is going to stop us."
"Damn right, baby" Chris says.
Chris stands up and Rihanna wraps her legs around his waist and Chris turns her around and pushes her up against the jacuzzi wall. They fuck until they are tired then jumped in the shower and went to bed.
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What If...
FanfictionWhat would it be like if that night in 2009 had never happened? An alternative ending to the story of Chris Brown and Rihanna.
