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20.) "I'm not the kind of guy to fall in and out of love with you."
You knocked on Chris's hotel door, you were only in your night shorts and a loose tank. You looked around the quiet hall hoping none of your cast mates choose now of all times to come out. It was late, very late, and everyone was asleep, or should be at least. Your head snapped to the door as you heard it unlatch, opening before you.
The lights were off as you stepped in, Chris pulled you to him as he closed and relocked the door, the heat from his bare chest warming you. His lips were on yours, his kiss hot and feverish. One hand splayed across your lower back, his other coming up to cup your neck. Slowly he walked you back towards his bed, your lips still connected, his hand trailing down your neck.
This had all started late one night on set, both you had had a drink or two. Talking about failed relationships, how the want was always there. That was well over a year ago when the two of you started your late night Rendezvous.
Chris reached the hem of your tank pulling it from your body, he dropped it to floor. Your calves hit the mattress sooner then expected, you dropped down, breaking the kiss.
"Beginning to wonder if you'd show." He tells you softly, as he pulls his boxers off. You pushed yourself back farther on the bed, the filtered moon light catching the hungered look in his eyes.
"Why wouldn't I?" You breathed as he pulled your shorts from your legs. He shrugged his response as he climbed up your body, lips connecting with yours again. Chris trailed his fingers down your body, gliding his hand over every curve till he found what he was looking for.
He slipped his finger in your slit, expertly finding the tiny bundle of nerves that drives your crazy. He slowly rubbed it in a circular motion, you gasped at the feel. He chuckled to himself as he kissed down to the side of your neck. He found your sweet spot there a gave a little nip, enticing a soft moan to leave your lips.
He caressed your clit a bit harder building up his speed, You involuntarily bucked your hips at the feel, beginning to pant desperate to have more contact.
"What's the matter sweetheart?" He asked darkly, teasing the tip of his finger in your entrance.
"Please." You begged him, he slipped his finger in.
"Greedy girl." He murmured as he pumped his finger in and out of you. "So fucking wet."
"Chris." You breathed, beginning to feel yourself tighten, you clutched at the sheet, and tilted your head back, grinding your hips up into his hand.
"Fuck, I love watching you do that." He whispered as he withdrew his fingers. You whined at the loss of him, you could feel him adjust on the bed, the head of cock lining up with you.
Chris eased himself in slowly, so slow, teasing you further. You moaned at the sensation of fullness as he bottomed out in you. Desperate for movement you rolled your hips beneath him, he pulled back meeting his hips with yours driving him deeper.
"Y/n," He breathed hard as his pace sped up, bucking into you hard, his pelvic bone rubbed against your clit as he did so. "God, you feel amazing."
You could feel your walls tighten against him, seconds before your orgasm hit, washing over you with its intensity. Your core contracted around him, spurring his orgasm to hit. He cursed under his breath as his hips jerked erratically, cumming deep in you.
"I swear, that's the best sex I've ever had." He managed to say, rolling off you, his breath heavy.
"Chris, you say that every time." You chuckle, sitting up to look over at him.
"And I mean it every time." He grinned over at you, as you grabbed your shorts from the floor. "Got a thought."
"And that is?" You say lightly.
"What if you just stay here?" He asked, you looked over your shoulder at him.
"Chris." You sighed looking forward, he knew your past, he knew why you choose not to date. Why being fuck buddies was the next best thing.
"I know where your coming from." He said, sitting up, wrapping his arms around. "I'm not the kind of guy to fall in and out of love with you. I'm not like them, I promise."
"I know your not." You finally admitted, leaning back into him, truth was you had realized you had fallen in love with him six months ago. You allowed him to pull you down into the mattress, his strong arms wrapped tight around you.
"I do have another question." He whispered, nuzzling the back of your neck.
"And that would be?" You asked, closing your eyes, enjoying the feel of him against your back.
"I'd like to take you on an actual date tomorrow." He stated.
