Don't

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     Chris propped his upper body by his elbows on either side of your head as his tongue massaged yours, the lower half of him nestle between yours legs. You hands wandered cross his back, feeling ridges and contours of his muscles. Slowly his lips traveled from yours, grazing down your neck. His tongue slipped out across the sensitive flesh beneath your ear, he moved ever so slightly.
     His hand moved between your bodies, as he grabbed himself, you could feel the head of cock rub at your slit. Slowly he eased in between your folds, teaseing you as he rubbed your sensitive clit. You gripped on to his back and whimpered, as the feeling went straight your core feeling your aroursal as you became wetter.
    "Awe, look at that. Baby girl, you ready for me?" He asked huskily, the tip was lined up at your entrance. He nipped at your neck as you nodded, unable to find your voice. He pressed lightly into you, he shook his head as your body tensed. "I need to hear you say it. I need to hear how bad you want this."
      "Chris." You breathed closing your eyes, you could feel the head of cock teasing in and out you. A growl from deep within Chris told you he was fighting with himself. "Please."
      That was all he needed to hear as he fought to control the speed at which he rolled his hips into yours. Your fingers dug into his back as he continued to press forward, filling you. You whimpered into his neck at the mixture of pleasure and pain he was bringing you. You were panting as your pussy tried to relax to adjust to his size.
     "Fuck!" Chris cried out as he finally bottomed out. "Baby girl, are you a virgin? You're so fucking tight."
     You shook your head as Chris sucked in a heavy breath. He slid his hips back, pulling himself almost alway the out before he rocked back into you. He started out slow, and your body adjusted, Chris roughly palmed your breast, finding your nipple as his lips met yours again.
     He twisted and pulled at the pert nub, sending a shockwave through your body. His mouth met your neck, you could feel his teeth rack across the delicate flesh before he bit down. He slammed into you as he did, twisting your nipple hard, you cried out his name in surprise. Your body arched up into him in response, Chris brought his forearm up and pressed you down by at the collarbone, pinning you down as he began to pound into.
     "You're mine, just remember that." He stated heavily between ragged breaths. He watched your face as he continued his hard and heavy pace. You could feel yourself building, you grasped at him trying to find something to hold on to as you could feel yourself near the tipping point. "Come on, y/n, I want to see you. Look at me when I make you cum."
     You opened your eyes, biting your lip as he continued to snap his hips into you. You gripped tight to him as you felt your orgasm hit you hard, you felt your pussy clenched up around him. You heard him swear under his breath as his hips jerked losing their rhythm, he throbbed deep in you as he slammed into you as he came.
His body relaxed onto you, his breath heavy in your ear as you both slowly came back down. Your body's slick with sweat, as you tried to get your breathing back under control. Chris placed a gentle kiss at your temple for he slid off you. You watched as he walked into the bathroom, damping a washcloth and brought with him as he came back.
Tenderly he placed it between your legs, you jumped at the cool sensation, hissing lightly at the contact. The feeling was welcomed as you were already sore from him. He laid back down next you, pulling you against him.
"When was the last time you were intimate?" He asked gently, running his hand through your hair.
"A couple years back." You replied meekly, burying your face into his chest.
"Really? Girl as pretty as you." He trailed off, kissing the top of your head.
"Just really haven't given dating or anything a shot." You shrug, not knowing really what to say. You heard him sigh as he continued to run his fingers through your hair, you could feel yourself starting to drift off. Your body twitched as you tried to remain awake.
    "If your tired, you can go to sleep." He whispered softly, feeling your body relax against his.
He looked down at you, your head laying against his bare chest, your breathing evening out. He smiled himself, content at the moment. Don't fall asleep, he chided himself. That's too close, too intimate.
Slowly he extracted his body from underneath yours, placing the pillow under your head. He pulled his boxers on, watching you, your body completely relaxed in the bed. He crept out the room and the down the darken hall to the living, Chris grabbed the throw blanket from the back of the couch before settling in the arm chair. He flipped on the tv, finding a random channel to watch.

You woke the next morning, light filtering in through the blinds on the window. You stretched, wincing at the soreness between your legs. You looked around finding the room empty, you sighed yourself. You found Chris's shirt on the floor and pulled it over your head.
You stepped out into the hall hearing the tv on in the living room. Slowly you walked towards the sound, finding him asleep, completely reclined back. You watched him for a minute till Dodger came bounding off the couch catching you by surprise.
"Well hello," you say, forgetting the sleeping man. "Aren't you cute?"
The tan and white pup danced around you, tail wagging a mile a minute. You giggled as he lapped at your face, rolling to the floor for belly rubs. Your hand ran a cross the soft fur, as he wiggled in his spot.
"Morning." You hear Chris say groggily.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." You look up towards him as he was still in his spot, his eyes on you. You gave him a weak smile and gestured to the bundle of fur before you. "It's all the pups fault."
"Yeah, everything his fault." He sighed, his eyes looking at your bare legs, traveling up farther. You blushed under his stare, recognizing that look from last night. "How you feeling?"
"Sore." You tell him truthfully.
"Just think, I went easy on you." He smirked, obviously proud of himself.
"Should I be worried?" You asked him, slowly standing.