|: She became his drug....and he was addicted...
|: He became her everything....but was she conflicted?...
After a failed relationship, Chris was just about to say "fuck love," until Cree came around. She was tired of being lied to and cheated on, w...
OK. I just wanna give y'all a little insight into the story before I continue. In this story, CB is just a MUSIC PRODUCER. Some of the songs he had features on (How Many Times, Get To Know Ya, Only, etc.) still exist here. Plus some of his own singles will be in the mix. I don't want to confuse y'all like he's not already known. LOL. Just thought I should add that. Enjoy this update. Read, Vote, Follow.!!
Chris Brown
I ain't know where we was going when she pulled off, but we ended up at Santa Monica Beach, sitting under the pier. Cree had told me she was heading here after work anyways. So here we were. I was sitting on the grey blanket she had spread across the sand, while she was standing there taking her shoes off and undoing her drawstring to her scrub pants.
"Aye, what you doing?" I asked, brow raised.
"What you think I'm bout to do?" She responded, pulling her pants down, letting them fall to her feet. "I didn't come to the beach for nothing."
I couldn't help but stare as she started to pull her top over her head. She had on these black and white bikini bottoms, titties looking right in a red bikini top. I licked my lips, noticing the small lotus tattoo she had on her right hip. The shit was sexy, I wasn't even gone lie.
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She put her clothes up in a pile next to her black velvet Pink bag and looked out to the water, adjusting her top. Yea I kept looking at her titties. They was just perfect, nipples poking out a little bit. I bet they was a cinnamon brown, tasted just like candy. Mm, damn. Get out the gutta, Breezy. It was kinda hard with me just looking at her standing here, shaking her hair all over the place. She just looked down at me.
"You sure you don't want to come in with me?" She asked with a smile.
We had already established I wasn't getting in. I ain't have nothing to change out of and I damn sure wasn't bout to just go buy some shorts on the whim. I'm good.
"Nah, I'm good right here. I'd rather watch this pretty thang in front of me," I said with a smile, biting my lip. I looked her up and down as shook her head.
"Aight, well. At least take that hoodie off. Take something off," She said, bending down to tug at my clothes. "I can't be the only one showing off some skin. Lemme see, boy.."
Cree ended up sitting next to me, trying to pull my hoodie up.
"Yo, betta quit harassing me girl. You gone start something"
She ain't stop though, grabbing at my pants and trying to pull them down. I felt her hand graze my dick, making me react quickly by grabbing her and pulling her on top of me. We ended up rolling over again. Now I was on top.
"OMG Chris," She said, breathing a lil hard. "You play too much." She hit my chest before looking me in my eyes, realizing what kinda position we was in.
