Stay {BWWM} C.Evans

Chapter 13: part 1

Author's Note: Rated NC17 for sexual content and language.

Chris had been up since 5 am. He didn't mind it though; it allowed him to go to the gym for an hour and still spend time with Simone. Currently, he was standing out on the balcony, barefoot and shirtless with just a pair of checkered flannel pajama pants. His left hand clutched a coffee mug close to his palm, staring out at the people of Paris just rising to start their day. He was so lost in thought that when Simone's arms slid around his body he jumped a bit.

"Hi baby, sorry." She whispered hoarsely, her voice coated in sleep. "Good morning."

She pressed her cheek to the back of his shoulder and he closed his eyes, relaxing in her touch. Her long, onyx locks were pulled back into a very loose ponytail, wild hairs framing her face as she rocked him a bit. Simone had found a salon while there and decided to go a little darker with her hair color.

"You okay, bubba?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm alright." He nodded, letting out a long sigh. "We've been here for four days and I don't wanna leave."

Chris chuckled, turning around to face Simone. She had no makeup on, eyes framed by dark circles from way too many graveyard shifts at work. There was a small, white scar above her lip, created by a piece of the windshield from the car accident. It had completely shattered, giving her dozens of cuts across her face and neck ranging from surface scrapes to wounds. Her lips seemed impossibly red, and for a moment Chris wondered if it was possible to stain your lips from wearing red lipstick often. It seemed to be her favorite color. He loved knowing things like that about her.

Simone took a step around him to stand in front of him, pressing her face into his chest. Her full lips dragged across the tattoo on his clavicle, and Chris tangled his fingers into her hair at the back of her neck.

"I love you." She whispered against his skin, and it sent a shiver down his spine.

"I love you too." He said, just as soft in response, kissing the top of her head.

"Yesterday we went to the Louvre, and we went to the Eiffel Tower the day before that. What's up for today?"

"You, are going to have a spa day."

"Couples' massages?"

"Nope, just you. You're gonna be pampered. Massages, facials, pedicure, manicure, hair and makeup done, then we're gonna have dinner."

"Oh my god, are you serious?"

"Dead serious." He nodded with a smile.

"You're so good to me, what did I do to deserve you?"

"I should be asking myself that question." He ran his hands up her arms, massaged her shoulders briefly then kissed her forehead. "Your appointment is at 10:30, so let's order some breakfast and then the car will drop you off. I'm gonna hang out with Renner and Tom while you're out, then I'll see you tonight."

"Okay, baby, don't get in too much trouble. You wanna order breakfast while I shower? You know what I like."

"Will do."

He nodded, swallowing down the last of his coffee. His eyes were glued to her ass as she sauntered off back to the bedroom and master bath, and Chris smirked to himself. He was a lucky bastard.

They had stayed up a bit late last night, Chris fucking her from behind with Simone's face pressed into the pillow. She had a smile on her face the entire time, and after she came, she got on her knees and finished him off with her mouth.

Afterwards, all he wanted to do was hold her. Kiss her. He whispered he loved her over and over and couldn't stop thinking about the ring in his desk drawer, waiting to be slid on her finger. He was definitely making the right decision.