Whatever You Need | Chris Brown

9. Love More

Beware of Chris' freakyness this chapter😂.

Leylani

As he kissed my stomach, I felt myself relax into the bed and dropped my phone onto the mattress. He slowly worked his way up my torso until he folded my shirt up over my bra. He began to kiss and suck all over my chest and one of my hands gripped the sheets as I tried to control my moans. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and he climbed off me smirking.

"Come in."

A short woman walked in and placed a stack of clean clothes, I assume, on his desk before standing in the doorway.

"See you tomorrow Mr. Brown." She nodded to me and I looked at her embarrassed as I pulled my shirt down. She closed the door and I turned to Chris ready to speak.

"Don't do that again. " I pushed on his chest as I rose out of the bed.

"Fight me." He rose out of the bed and lightly pushed my shoulder before completely backing me into the wall. I glared at him. "The fuck you gon do?"
He got all up in my face and I bopped his forehead with mine.

"Nothing. " He directed my chin upwards and turned my head to the side gently as his lips meet my neck. Jesus... please give me the strength or I'm gone end up ripping off all his clothes.

"That's what I thought."

He walked into the closet and removed his shirt.

"Where are you going?"

"To the shower. " He yelled from the closet.

I headed downstairs looking in the fridge for anything to eat. Inside I found a large roast with the date it was cooked. Yesterday, September 11.
I set it out in the counter grabbed some butter and cheese and turned on the stove. He had a bunch of bread in the pantry and I grabbed the sourdough and placed one in the buttered pan. Next I laid the cheese, then after it melted, the meat. I guess you could say I was making a short rib grilled cheese. I ordered this almost every time I went to cheesecake factory. When I finished, I turned off the stove and put the pan in the sink.
Chris then came down in some Supreme boxers and Nike socks. I took the time to admire his perfect body while he stared at the food on my plate. Did I forget to mention I whipped up some Mac n cheese, and salad.

"Something smells good." He hinted while walking around the counter.

He went to reach for my other half a sandwich and I slid my plate to the left.

"Nigga make your own." I said hopping up on the counter.

"I don't feel like it." He whined

"Everything is in the fridge."

"Just let me have a bite." I moved my sandwich to the right and then the other side. He stood in between my legs and burped in my face.

"Ewww."

He snatched my sandwich and ran and I followed after him. He took a huge bite and increased his pace. He had on socks so I was waiting for him to bust his ass. He placed one of his hands on the wall and pushed off gaining distance between us. Turning a corner, Chris placed his hands on the floor, denying a fall and that allowed me to get closer to him. We must've ran through all the rooms on this floor before he grabbed the railing to the stairs and skipped stairs until he got to the top. I stopped at the top trying to recover my breath only to notice Chris was gone. Probably scarfing down the rest of my sandwich with his fat ass.

"Chris. " I said all singsongy. I turned around quickly just to make sure he wasn't there and entered one of the rooms upstairs.

"Where did you go?" I took leery steps forward before looking into a room.