"Did I give you my keys?" Chris asked patting himself down. "No, you had them last time I saw them.." "Damn it, I must've left them. I gotta go get em. I'll be right back." "I'll come with you." "Afraid of the dark?" He said being an asshole. "No, I just don't wanna be up here.. By myself. Anything could happen." "Come on." He said smiling. They got out of the car and headed back towards the rock they were once sitting on, He carried her again, so that she wouldn't mess up her shoes. She let out a shriek as he threw her over his shoulder. "Chris, stoppppppp!put me down!" She laughed and hit his back with her fists. "Nah, we can't mess up them J's." He spanked her ass. "Chill out!" She hollered at him. He laughed. Robyn slapped his butt, giggling when he flinched. "Aye, girl chill out!" He laughed She pushed up on his shoulders, but the shift of her weight made him stumble and fall forward into the grass. Chris tried to prevent himself from falling.. but he fell, still holding her tight making sure she wouldn't hurt herself. She grunted when he landed on top of her. "Ah, shit." "You straight?" He pushed himself up on his hands, looking down at her. "Yeah, I'm cool." She gasped for breath. "Are you?" "Yeah, you broke my fall." Chris flashed a smile, pressing his body hard against her. Robyn felt something between them—not.. emotionally or... yeah -- she actually felt his -- you know-- what she was hoping was a prize possession. —and the mischievous look on his face told her he felt it too. Should she tell him? Is that necessary? She knew he would like it, but then he would know she'd noticed, and she didn't want to go there yet. Good thing her mouth decided not to say what she thought. She fought off the temptation to find out what would happen if she said something provocative. Something he wanted to hear. "You using me now!." She squirmed beneath him, trying to move into a position less... intimate. Chris smiled and moaned when she wiggled her hips. "You like this?" "Most def." "You know what your eyes remind me of?" He asked her. "What?" "Kiwi's" "What nigga?" She laughed. "A kiwi, they're bright green with a brown outside and black specks inside. Ima call you kiwi." "Another name for you to forget." He smiled down at her, and for a split second, she wanted to slap the shit out of that naughty grin right off his face. But then she saw that dimple.. And the freckles that danced across his face and she didn't have the strength to. Her hand landed on the back of his neck and she pulled him down for a kiss. His arms tightened around her body, lifting her up into him as he pressed down, pinning her against the ground. He trusted his hips against her—slowly, gently, smoothly, eagerly--and she wondered if he knew he was doing it. Should she make him stop? No, she didn't want that. Should she move with him? Mmm... that seemed like a good idea. He felt so good, oh so fucking good. His body was hard, warm, and strong. Yes, she definitely wanted more—more kissing, more touching, more of his body against hers. More of that tension. She moaned into his mouth while he kissed her, arching against him as his body tensed and his maddening motion stopped. "Who's the stiff one now?" She was asking for trouble, but she didn't care. Chris looked into her passionate green eyes, and she stared right back. He shifted his weight, leaving no doubt about how much he wanted her. "Is this what you want, Robyn?" He sat his hard dick between her thighs. "I can give you what you need Fenty, and I can give it to you all night, however the fuck you want it." She bit her lower lip and he sighed. "That's what I was afraid of." He kissed her and rolled onto his side, taking her with him. Sliding his hand into her hair, he gently pulled her head back, exposing her throat to his mouth. Robyn sighed and cuddled closer to him. She played with the neckline off his shirt, wondering if she should pull it over his head to expose his bare chest. She wanted to feel his skin. His tongue made circles on her neck just below her ear, moving slowly down her body to the top of her tshirt. She held her breath, hoping he would rip it off with his teeth, but instead, he kissed his way back up her neck, driving her crazy. When he kissed her lips again and ignored her silent cries for more, she decided to reach down for the bottom of his shirt to pull it off. Before she could do it, he took her hand and moved it to her ribs, entwining his fingers with hers--a sweet, romantic gesture, but she wasn't in the mood for sweet and romantic. She wanted the sex she saw Chris offer in the locker room. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him, leaning over to kiss him hard and passionately. She smiled when he moaned. "Damn, Robyn ." He sat up, keeping her in his lap with his arms wrapped around her, and touched his lips to hers. She fiddled with his tshirt and he grabbed her hands, kissing her fingertips one by one. She caught her breath. Even a simple sweet kiss from him melted her to her toes. "Robyn, sweetheart, baby, I think it's time to call it a night." "What?" bad boy wanted to go home early? Alone? Maybe he didn't sleep with every girl he met, after all. "Why?" "It's getting late." Right then Robyn realized she wanted to fuck with him. She knew she wouldn't see him again after tonight, but hoped tonight would at least last till morning. "Tomorrow is Saturday." She kissed him. "You said we could sleep in." He chuckled. "I did say that, didn't I?" He didn't seem to want her. She suddenly felt hot, and the stars started to spin. He'd played her all along. "I see." She stood up on wobbly legs. He held her arms to steady her, but she jerked away from him. "Take lil old Robyn out on a date, get her horny and leave her. Perfect." She ran away from him, not caring that the car was waiting in the other direction. "Robyn, no!" Chris ran after her. "It's not like that! You taking it wrong!" "Really?" She turned around but kept walking backwards. "Christopher actually knows how to say no?" She ran off again. "Baby, wait." "Don't call me that. Ever." "Come here girl, Let me explain." She stopped in her tracks, and turned to face him with arms crossed. "Spit real shit" He caught up to her and reached his arm out, but she backed away, prompting him to raise his hands in surrender. "I wanna do this again for you. I want to take you out again, somewhere nice." She huffed. "Did you have a fun ass night?" "Till now." "So did I. We had a great time. Admit it." She set her jaw and shook her head. "Damn stubborn woman." He swore under his breath. "I had a great time watching you shoot and teaching you how to hit a baseball and laser tag. I even had a great time talking to you. I've never done that with anyone before." Robyn pressed her lips together, trying to stop the smile from taking over her face, which was already red. "I could fuck you tonight, and believe me, I want to." Chris moved closer to her and put his hands on her hips. "And you know that." His soft, husky tone made her shiver as he pulled her against him. She didn't resist. "I think if we slept together tonight, it could ruin whatever it is we have going for us. And I don't want that." "You want to wait? Why?" "I don't know what's going on." He shook his head as if he couldn't believe it either. "But I want it to last as long as it can." Oh the irony at them having the same thoughts about the situation,yet wanting each other so very badly. Could He be trusted? He flirted entirely too much and said outrageous things, but as far as she knew, he'd never lied to her. "I do too." "Good, then let me take you out again sometime next week. No, you tell me—when, where. It's all up to you." She finally smiled. "You're taking a big chance, you know." "I'm not afraid of you." "You should be." She loved teasing him. "I'm not afraid of you... Kiwi" He ducked and ran. She tried to run after him, but she remembered the shoes she was wearing. "Do I have to carry you back to the car?" "Just don't drop me again." "Don't tempt me." Those sinful brown eyes sparkled. "I liked where I landed." "I'll bet you did." He scooped her up in his arms. "You did too, Robyn, You were all over me. You're a bad gal." She opened her mouth to argue, but couldn't. "I'll deny it. You can't prove anything." "Don't worry." He kissed her with soft, warm lips. "I'll never tell." "You don't kiss and tell?" "Nope. All the rumors you heard about me came from someone else." "You don't brag to your friends just a little?" He winced, "maybe.. But no names, I don't remember names." -- They drove back to her apartment, laughing and teasing and kissing at every red light. Chris walked her to the door. He didn't want to say goodnight already, and was pretty sure she didn't either. She'd felt so perfect under him—like she belonged there. It would be so easy to take her to her bedroom and rip her clothes off. This was supposed to be casual and fun. What the hell am I waiting for? He couldn't remember. It would be so easy to let her have her way with him. Too easy. What's wrong with easy? He didn't want her to be easy, or like every other girl. He wanted her, no question, but he suddenly remembered his mother's words: Anything worth having is worth waiting for. Robyn was worth the wait. Yeah, think about your mother.That'll make you wait. "You kept your promise." Robyn pulled him into the darkened doorway. Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "What promise?" "You didn't disappoint me." That simple statement answered his questions. He'd told her he'd wait, so he would. End of discussion. He held her close. "That was an easy promise to keep." He would take it slow. Maybe he wasn't used to being patient, but he didn't mind waiting for her. Somehow, it felt like the right thing to do. But that didn't mean he had to stop kissing her. He could always go for more kissing. A seductive smile found its way to her lips. "I was hoping for a little more fun, but no, someone decided to go all virtuous on me." Teasing him like that could lead to all sorts of trouble. He hoped that was what she wanted. "Ha. It won't last long." If he didn't leave now, he would have her naked right up against her front door. "I promise." She pressed her body against him, her lips touching his. "Tell me you want me." "I want you, Robyn." "Good. I just wanted to hear you say it." He groaned and kissed her, pinning her to the door with his hard body. "Tease." "Oh, I'm the tease? You're the one who brought me home early." She pulled at him so hard he fell against the door and nearly crushed her. "I have to leave now...." He pushed away from her, panting. "...or I never will." A lousy excuse, but he didn't know how to explain it to her. He barely understood it himself. Girls usually begged him for a second date, not the other way around. "And tis a bad ting how?" Damn that fucking accent. "Robyn, you have no idea what kind of bad things I want to do with you." "Tell me." She breathed hot in his ear. "No." He kissed her hard, plunging his tongue into her mouth, one hand grabbing her hair, the other grabbing her ass. "I'll show you." But he pushed himself away again. "But not now, later." He looked at her and left her doorstep, not looking back. "Thank God." She said. As much as she wanted it, she was happy she didn't get it. She was really starting to like Chris and if this were to have happened she would have been just another girl. And he said it himself, that wasn't what he wanted.
