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Chris Brown

I grabbed a handful of her ass as she rode me, driving me crazy as she moved her hips in a slow circular motion. She was concentrating on her nut, and I wanted to see her get it. I wanted to feel it. I got a grip on her hips as I helped her get a bounce going, making her lean forward. I was bout to take control now. She was leaning over me, kissing on my neck and biting on my earlobe as I wrapped my arm around her waist. She wasn't bout to go nowhere. I was loving the ways she moaned in my ear as I started thrusting into her, feeling her pussy drip down my dick as she came. Her breathing got heavy as she started gripping her bed, whispering "don't stop" as I sped up. Fuck, she felt so good.

She sat up, titties in my face. She was trying to take it all as I started to drop her down on my dick, making her jump a little bit. I didn't want to nut yet, but it was coming. I just kept dropping her down until I felt myself bust, sending chills all throughout my body. All I could hear was her say "Damn, Chris.."

"Chris...CHRIS!"

What?

"BREEZYYYY!"

I opened eyes, realizing I was still laying here on my couch as my assistant, Anthony, was calling my name. I rubbed my hands down my face as I sat up, looking at him crazy.

"The fuck you yelling for, bro?"

"Man, I been calling your name for the last five minutes. Get the fuck up."

I shook my head as I got up, fixing my black basketball shorts as I walked over to where he was standing at in my kitchen. I happened to glance over to the half bottle of Henny and ashtray full of tails that sat in front of where I was as I walked away. Must of dozed off trying to get my geek on. That was a hell of a dream though. Well, more like a memory of my night with Cree.

I went into my fridge and grabbed a water, standing there staring at this nigga as I opened it.

"What's going on?" I said, taking a sip.

"What's going on is this fucking pool party you tryna throw."

Aw, shit. I was doing that today. Fuck.

"I got everything together like you asked. But I just wanted to know if it was still some stuff you wanted me to go get before people just started showing up." He said, scrolling through his phone. "Shit, they gone be popping up in another hour or so."

I frowned up, looking at the clock on the stove. 11:28am. Damn. Wtf I been doing all morning?

"Shit, I don't know. Whatever you think we need extra of, just get that. The DJ set up already.?"

He nodded his head, grabbing the rim of his black LA snapback he was wearing.

"He should be finished setting up already. A couple girls showed up while you was knocked out and shit. I was bout to have them start fucking with you in a minute." He said, laughing a little bit.

I smirked. As much as I would of appreciated to get broken off by a couple honeys, I was only thinking bout one. And I was bout to hit her up.

"Aight nigga. Quit standing here and go do ya job, go." I said, making a 'shooing' motion with my hands. He just shook his head and made his was to do what he was gone do.