Don't

10

You went to him, Chris pulled the throw back, reveling that was only in his boxers. You sat down on his lap, as he wrapped the blanket around your bare legs. You ran your fingers through his hair, slowly Chris slid his hand up your neck pulling your lips down to meet his.
His kiss was lazy as his mouth moved against yours, you shifted to face him better, deepening the kiss. Your tongues dancing together in your mouths, Chris tangled his fist in your hair as his free slid up your leg, finding you pantieless. He growled into your mouth as his mouth began to hungrily go down your throat, his finger slipping between your folds.
"Chris." You breathed, closing your eyes as he nipped at your neck. You cried out as he found your clit, giving it a light pinch.
"Oh, baby girl, you're already wet for me." He stated in a low voice slipping his finger in you, curling it up hitting that spot deep inside you.
He slid his finger in and out of you at a slow pace, watching as your face contorted in pleasure. You bucked into his hand biting your lip, slowly riding his hand. Pain and pleasure mixing as you started to speed up.
"Look at me." He demanded, you popped your eyes open, your gaze meeting those piercing blue eyes.
You could feel yourself starting to building as you rocked faster and harder onto his hand. Chris gripped your hair tighter, pulling your head back. He pulled his fingers out of you, you whimpered as you felt his fingers leave. He pulled down the front of his boxers, grabbing his cock.
"Riding me, baby girl." He stated huskily. "I want you to ride my cock."
You shifted yourself so he was lined up at your entrance, starting to slowly lower yourself onto his head. Chris bucked up suddenly, ramming himself into you, not giving you time to adjust. You cried out, as he pulled his hips back, slamming back up into you.
His pace was fast and hard as he watched your face, you pussy finally relaxing around him. You moaned as he continued to buck up, slowly your hips began to meet his as you found your rhythm. Chris untangled his hand from your hair, pulling you at the back of your neck down to kiss him. You placed your hands on his chest as you rolled your hips into him.
"Fuck." Chris said through gritted teeth, leaning his back as you rode him, chasing your release.
You whimpered as you neared your orgasm, feeling your walls tighten around him. Chris moaned as your pace quicken, his finger finding your clit flicking it lightly. It sent you over your edge, your tight coil bursting, Chris cupped your ass. He kept guiding you as your rode out the last wave of your orgasm as he hit his, his hips jerking under you.
He slammed one last time into you emptying himself deep inside. Your body slumping against him, panting heavily into his muscular shoulder. His hand at your neck sliding down your back, turning his head slightly to kiss your neck.
"Fuck, baby girl, I didn't think you'd be up to that so soon after last night." He stated, gently caressing your back. Everything south on your body hurt and was sore, your legs felt weak.
"I didn't exactly plan on it when I came out here." You responded.
"I'm not complaining. Though, I did have plans on you getting a car today, so why don't you get cleaned up." He said, kissing the side of your head.
Slowly you moved off his lap, feeling his softening cock slip out of you. If you hadn't been sore before this mornings events you were now. You winced as you took a step away from him, you heard him get up from the recliner behind you.
An hour later, and dressed in the same clothes you had came to his house in, you walked the car lot with him. Chris had on his sunglasses, and his ball cap pull low on his face. You walked beside him, with your arms crossed, reminded yourself that of the deal you had made with him. When around other people, the two of you were anything but what the two of you were to each other. In a sense he was you boss, so you had to act accordingly.
"What do you think of that one?" He asked hooking his head at the Audi. You scrunch your face up at it.
"No." You laughed lightly. "Something practical."
"BMW?" He asked, chuckling.
"Uh, I was thinking like a Chevy." You tell him as the car sales men jogged over.
"Morning folks, I'm Jeff. Is there anything you're looking for in particular?" He asked.
"My friend here's car died, so I'm helping her out." Chris responded taking the man's hand shaking it. Jeff didn't even respond to you, barely giving you a once over before turning standing to look at the lot next to Chris.
"So we looking at something small, like a Prius?" He asked looking back at Chris, ignoring the fact you were also standing there.
    "Uh, actually I was think something more like a Chevy Colorado or a blazer." You say to him. The man gave you a creepy little smile and winked.
     "A little thing like you? Miss, trust me, we've got cars more your size." He stated walking toward the side of the lot with sedans. You could see the muscles in Chris's jaw tense, but he said nothing.
     You rolled your eyes as you and Chris followed him. At the rate this was going this would be along day.
    "As you can see we have quite a few nice compacts, all them come very high rated for safety and gas mileage." He told Chris, who was looking at you with an eyebrow raised.
     "Look, I already said what I was interested in, and he's already told you that's going to be me car." You spoke up feel mildly annoyed by the guy.
     "Miss, unless you plan on towing something I think something small and more reasonable would be a good idea. We have some nice Audi's and Lex..." Chris finally stepped in, holding his hand up.
     "Who else is working today? Cause your not listening to her, in fact your demeaning her. So unless there is someone else on this lot willing to listen the two of us, we are walking out of here."  He stated, Jeff stood there with his mouth a gape.
      "I.." Chris cut him off again.
     "I'm sure you realize who I am, and that's the sole reason you've been trying to sell the car to me, rather to her, back to who, else can help us." Chris added with a stern tone, the one you recognized as he was all business and wouldn't take no for an answer.
   It didn't take long for someone else to come out and help the two of you. Taking even less time to find a chevy Tahoe you liked, Chris paid for it right without blinking an eye. Your tried to repress a smile, as you walked out of the lot to your new car.
     "So gotta ask, why did you wait so long to step in with that first guy? I could tell he annoyed you as well." You asked, swinging the keys in your hand.
    "Wanted to see if you'd push back, see if you'd speak up for yourself." He stated, stopping at his car to look at you, smiling at you with a glint in his eye. "I like watching you push back, it's sexy as hell."
     "Oh really? I would think the opposite with how bossy you are." You chuckled lightly.
    "Nothing wrong with fighting back once in a while, baby girl." He winked at you opening his door. "Meet you back at your place? Maybe we can christen your new car later today."