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Tide
Next Morning.."Good morning princess." Chris rubs his fingers over my hair gently. "Good morning." I mumble tiredly.
A few seconds later I look down at the bed sheets all over the body of us. "I thought we fell asleep downstairs?" I ask confusedly since I can't remember how I ended up in bed.
"We did but like around three in the morning I just carried you here, we would've been sore sleeping on the couch all night." He shrugs still not lifting his eyelids.
"Oh, thank you baby." I smile and kiss his chin. "You know, anything for my baby." He kisses my nose.
"Let me take you out to dinner tonight." He flutters his eyes open a bit and since it was still dark out from the bad weather, they weren't strained.
"What are you thinking of?" I trace his beard with my fingertips. "Anything of your expensive taste. Spoil you a bit." He shrugs his one shoulder and wraps his arm around me.
"No." I whine out. "You know I don't need all of that from you. Just staying home would be fi-"
"Can I just spoil my girl for once?" He interrupts. "I feel like you always spoil me though!" I say not wanting to have all of the attention.
"Why can't I just celebrate you? I appreciate everything you do and say and you deserve to be treated like a queen whether we're home alone all day or not. And I'll show you how that goes tonight." He smiles obnoxiously as if he won an argument.
"I don't need it but, that means a lot to me, thank you baby." I blush really hard. "But you know I get overwhelmed when you do a lot-"
"I know I know. I'll go up to your limits." He responds and smirks as I take a second look at him. "Whatever." I push him a bit and roll my eyes.
I then push myself closer to his body.
"It's 10am and it's almost pitch black still, I'm about to go right back to sleep." I mention to Chris, feeling a nap coming any second now.
"Let's go." He answers and hugs me softly so I have room to get comfortable.
I flip onto my back and Chris's arm was thrown over my stomach and my legs over his body.
Not being able to fall asleep as easily as I thought, I start to fiddle with his fingers just for my own slight entertainment. "Alright I get it." He plucks my fingers away.
"Get what?" I ask him.
He quickly slips fingers into my panties. "B-babe that's not what I was asking for." I laugh out a bit and lay my hand on his same arm.
Chris finds his way between my lips and rubs me gently, continuously giving me goosebumps from going exactly where I need him to be.
"Then what do you want baby?" He asks in a serious tone.
I close my eyes and squeeze his arm a little from his movements going harsher but slower feeling so amazing.
"Answer me."
"I want-" I start off but then my body's given pleasure is throwing me off so hard.
"I'm listening.."
"M-more." I moan out and arch my back gently.
A few minutes later, my hands in his hair as he's drinking me down, in between my thighs. "Agh." I groan out feeling him lick my spot every so often not constantly so every time he does, It drives me crazy.
"C-Chris right there." I try my hardest to get a sentence out while my whole body feels numb. "I know." He responds as if he knows every single part of my body.
I feel him drag his tongue where I love it, meaning everywhere. Then making fast flicks over my favorite spot causing me to moan loudly.
"You always like this part. I just wanted you to last longer so I can taste you longer." He tells me making my blush and whimper as his lips spoke against mine.
He opens me up with his fingers. "Actually..." he gives my openness a kiss making my eyes roll to the back of my head. "You hold yourself wide open." Chris instructs. He pulls my hand towards him and places it where it'll fit his soon work, best.
He brings his tongue back down and slides it up and down roughly then peaking into me here and there. He moves my hands off and holds a little part of me open himself.
My spot is more to the left of my whole girl so when he goes straight to it it just proves that he knows it belongs to him.
He sucks intensely and does something he usually does that really unexplainable. I can't even put it into words. It's something with tongue and fingers.
Chris push two fingers inside of me but doesn't move them at all and continues to eat me. I make a mixture of groans and moans as I clench myself around his fingers.
I rock my hips against them, even though I didn't even need to, I just had to feel them to be able to climax. I don't even know how my body reacts so wildly to effortless things.
"Chris!" I scream out for the first time this morning and he curls his finger inside of me definitely not slowing my high down.
I arch my back and try not to yell but I really can't help it.
"Ah!" I yell as I feel the urge to spill.
I jolt my hips up uncontrollably as usual meaning I'm almost there.
"O-oh my g-" my body shakes. "Oh fuck!" I scream knowing it's going to be a huge one.
"Drip all over me, princess."
"Daddy!" I yell loudly and my eyes turn to the back of my head again as I feel warm liquid meeting Chris's tongue. "Daddy.." i moan out still riding it. "Daddy.." I whisper aloud as I finish.
I pant heavily as Chris comes up and starts to kiss over my neck. "Baby hold on." I tell him as I catch my breath.
"Good?" He asks and I nod my head with a huge smile. "How do you have energy to do more?" I ask as if I just ran a marathon.
"You never scream my name like that. I just wanna hear it again." He shrugs. "Plus....do you know what kind of treasures you taste like? Hello motivation." He laughs and I blush.
"Get on your back." I tell him loving the sound of my voice in a controlling way.
He listens to me and tries to pull my waist on top of him but I make my way down to his lower half instead.
"You said you like it when I yell 'Chris' like that?"
"No. I like it when you yell my real name. Repeatedly." He tells me.
"Well then after this... prove it." I say right before swirling my tongue around his tip.
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FanfictionChristopher Maurice Brown, 26. Going from situation to situation trying to make relationships work, Chris finds himself giving up on it. Being so young, he's just carefree and wants to have fun. No strings for anyone to pull on. He stays a night th...