Don't

14

     "Chris, what's the matter?" You asked, pulling back a bit, looking up at him, his eyes refused to meet yours. "What happened?"
    "It's.. nothing." He whispered, his lips ghosting across yours.
    "Don't lie." You whispered against his lips, the both of you breathing the same air.
     "Everything's fine now." His voice low, he bridged the short distance, his lips pressing fully against yours.
    His hands hurried their way across your body, pulling your shirt over your head, tossing it to the side. You fumbled with the buttons on his dress shirt, bringing your hands up to his chest sliding the material down his arms. He leaned into you as you stepped back, his lips still on yours.
     He grabbed the globes of your butt, lifting you from the floor before carrying you to the bed. He lowered you softly onto it, his lips finally traveling down your neck as your breath hitched in the back of your throat. His fingers catch the bottom to your jeans, swiftly undoing them, he grasped the rough fabric and pushed them down your body.
     "Baby girl." He whispered hungrily into your collar bone, the tone sending shivers down your spine and heat between your legs. "I need you."
     "Then take me." You breathed as he pulled your legs free of your jeans. Chris's belt made a metallic click as he unbuckled it, his pants making a dull thud as they hit the floor.
      He kissed his way down your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth, his teeth lightly pulling the tender bud. You felt him flick his tongue across the tip while it was still clenched gently between his teeth. You gasped at the sensation, his fingers toying with your slit before sliding his two of his fingers inside of you.
     "Chris." You moaned, your hand grasping a hold of his hair as you arched your back.
     "I can't wait." He breathed, sliding up your body nestling his hips between your legs. Chris pulled his fingers out, and you felt the head of cock between your folds. "Need you, now."
     He rolled his hips, his hardened member sliding into your slick entrance, Chris growled as he bottomed out. His body tense against yours, he rolled his hips back before slamming them back into you.
     Chris didn't hold back as he pounded his cock into you, his eyes screwed shut. You slid your hands down his down his back, feeling the contours of his muscles. He grabbed your leg and pulled it up over his shoulder so he could penetrate you deeper then before. His new angle hitting you repeatedly in that sweet spot deep in your core.
     "Fuck." He breathed, sweat started to form on his body as his pace sped up. You could feel that white hot electrical like feeling deep in you start to build. Chris's lips met yours, he slipped his tongue into your mouth.
     All it took was one more snap of his hips to have you coming undone, your body tensing up as your skin tingled with your orgasm. You heard him moan your name, as he jerked his hips erratically spilling into you. He breathed hard as he lower your leg. His lips met yours one more time before he rolled off of your body.
    "Fuck, the way you clench up on me when you cum. Jesus, it's intense." He breathed, flopping his arm over his head. You curled your body up against his, you could hear his heart racing in his chest.
    "So, as much as I enjoyed that, cause I did." You stated, your own breath heavy and your pulse beating like crazy. "Mind telling me what happened."
     Chris sat up suddenly, he swung his legs over the side of the bed. His back was to you, you could see him run his hand through his hair. He took a deep breath, looking over his shoulder at you.
     "I love what I do. But sometimes, something will trigger my anxiety. Could be a random question or the bright lights, the amount of people. Next thing I know is my chest feels painfully tight, my heart is racing like crazy, my head feels fuzzy. And I panic." He explained, his words heavy with emotion, it tugged at your heart.
     Hearing this strong of man, who was so sweet and charming go through something like that. You pushed yourself up, crawling up behind him and wrapping your arms around him. You kissed the back of Chris's shoulder, his body relaxing against yours. He placed his large hand on your arm, sighing.
     "I just needed to clear my mind, get me out of my own head." He stated, you knew how it sounded but it wasn't how he meant it.
    "And sex helps?" You asked, brushing your lips against his skin.
    "Yes." He nodded, leaning back into you, allowing you to hold him.
    "You know you can talk to me, about anything." You said softly, nuzzling the side of his face, his beard tickling your face. "Even though we do what do, I'm still here for you as a friend."
     "Even though we do what we do?" He chuckled lightly shaking his head.
     "Look, Chris, I don't even know what to call this. We both know I'm not your girlfriend, we agreed to that. You pay me to have sex with you at your beck and call, but I'd like to think that at the very least we are friends." You said to him, Chris turned slightly in your arms, his eyes meeting yours.
    "We are." He stated, smiling with his eyes. "And if we had to put a term on this you're my sugar baby, and I'm technically your sugar daddy."
     "Do not expect me to call you daddy." You laughed, kissing him on the tip of his nose.
     "I don't expect you to do anything you don't want to." He said softly, his eyes flicking back down to your lips.
     "I know but I would." You said softly leaning forward connecting your lips together again.
     "You must be tired, baby girl." He finally said as you broke the kiss. "That door over there," he pointed to the door in the side of the wall. "Leads to my room, you can come in when you wake up."
      "Okay." You smiled as he stood, letting your hand slide down his arm, he pulled your palm up to his mouth placing a gentle kiss in the center.
     "I'll see you in the morning." He said giving your hand a gentle squeeze before walking over to the door and going into his room.