Basic Straining: Part 1

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*Last time on TDI*

The happy couple slowly comes down from their high and shares a tender kiss. Chris laid his head on top of Bree's breasts and enjoyed the feeling of her fingers running through his hair. He lifted his head off of her breasts to look at her with a grin on his face."Ready for round two?" Chris asked her. They spent the rest of the night making hot and passionate love until they fell asleep.

~The next morning~

Chris woke up and smiled when he felt Bree snuggle into his chest. The events from last night soon play through his mind, and a goofy smile forms on his face. He kissed the top of her head and tenderly rubbed her shoulder. She slowly opened her eyes and sleepily looked at him with a smile on her face."Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" Chris asked. "Yes." She said before she tried to get out of bed. Bree hissed when she felt an aching pain between her legs.

Once Chris noticed Bree's painful expression, he put on a pair of boxers and offered to run her a bath. "Thank you." She said in a soft voice. Chris nodded and pecked her lips before he got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Thoughts of last night began to play through her mind. As Bree remembered the events from last night, a bright blush made its way to her cheeks. "I'm gone for 10 minutes, and you're already flustered. What kind of thoughts were you having?" Chris playfully asks while walking over to Bree's side of the bed. He picked her up and carried her bridal style into the bathroom.

"Sweetheart, you sure are feisty in bed," Chris whispered. He grinned when he saw her turn bright red. "Chris!" She growled, and he laughed before carefully putting her in the tub. A painful hiss escaped her lips when she felt the ache between her legs begin to throb. When the pain had subsided, Chris gently washed Bree's hair. As he worked the mint-scented shampoo into her hair, she let out quiet moans as she enjoyed the pleasant feeling. Once her hair was shampooed, he rinsed the suds out of Bree's hair and started to wash her body gently.

As he was washing Bree's body, Chris kissed her neck and shoulders. 'Oh crap, I didn't use protection last night.' He guiltily realized as a frown formed on his face. "I'm on the pill." Bree giggled when she heard Chris sigh in relief. Even if he did get her pregnant, Chris would take responsibility. The idea of settling down and starting a family had never crossed his mind until now. He looked at her empty ring finger and thought, 'One day.' Bree closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasant feeling of his touch as he ran his hand along her back while washing it.

(Chris's POV)

It's hard to believe that this beautiful woman is mine. And now that I have her, I won't let her go. After her bath, I dried her off. "I didn't bring any clean clothes." She said to herself. "Don't worry, I thought ahead," I said, and she softly smiled. I carried her out of the bathroom and set her on the couch, and then I went to the closet to retrieve the overnight bag with our clothes in it. I carried it over to the couch and set it on the floor. "You're the best, Chris," Bree said with a smile. "Do tell me more?" I grinned. "Your ego is big enough as it is. It doesn't need to get any bigger." My grin fell when she said that.

Bree giggled and started to get dressed. After getting dressed, she sat on my lap and straddled me. "I have a big ego, huh?" I murmured as I kissed her neck. "Huge." Bree teasingly said, and I tickled her. She started laughing as I tickled her sides. When I finally stopped, she was all out of breath. "Still think I have a big ego?" I asked, and she caressed my cheek. "Yes, but I love you anyway, Chris." She whispered. My eyes softened as I stared at her. "I love you too, Bree," I said, pressing my lips against hers. Her stomach loudly growled, and she pulled away. An adorable blush began to spread across her cheeks.

"Somebody's hungry," I said, and she playfully glared at me. "There's spaghetti left over from last night. Want me to warm you up a bowl?" I offered, and she nodded. I walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen to warm up the leftovers from last night.

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