(Excuse grammatical errors too lazy to proofread.)
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"Tell me, tell me baby that it's all mine, yeah."
Casual sex, was everything it was and the only thing it had planned to be but, when Chris asked you to attend a dinner party it kind of shocked you that you two were even on public terms. Taken by surprise you said yes but, was instantly ready to change your mind once you realized who's party it was.
"Are you sure my dress looks okay," You asked self consciously as he held your hand at the front of the entrance. "You look amazing Yn, like always," he praised while pecking you on the forehead. Opening the gate of the entrance you were star struck celebrities you've only dreamed about meeting were now in arms reach. "Don't be nervous," he assured for he could feel your grip tightening ever so slightly against his hand.
Leading you throughout the crowd of important people Chris stopped to mingle with the infamous Diddy. "Puff," he exclaimed while releasing himself from your grasp he dapped and hugged him you nervously grabbed your clutch.
"How's everything you staying out of trouble," he asked as Chris smiled. "I don't find trouble she finds me," Chris joked as they both laughed suddenly his eyes diverted towards you.
"And this is," He asked as Chris snuck his hands around your waist. "Yn this is Diddy, Diddy this is Yn." "Nice to meet you sweetheart," he said while taking your hand and placing a kiss atop of it.
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Few hours had past an you had honestly grown a little board Chris had left you hours ago to discuss music and business with a few others leaving you at the bar alone. "Rich people are only fun online," You mumbled while thinking aloud. "Board huh," a unrecallable voice asked as you turned your head to see one out of few of your celebrity crushes.
"OH MY GOD," you exclaimed while going into a extreme fangirl attack, "I absolutely love your character on 'STAR' your like my favorite!"
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"I'm glad you watch the show," he stated while taking a sip of what looked like Hennessy.
"Sorry about that, I'm new to all of this," you apologized.
"It's cool, I just thought for once I wasn't the only one that could find these dinners a bit boring and uptight," he added as you nodded.
"Your not wrong about that."
"So what's your name," he asked while taking a dragging sip from the glass cup.
"Yn."
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," He complimented causing you blush.
"Than-."
"Lets go," was all Chris said before he basically dragged you away in mid conversation before you could get too far you yelled, "Bye Quincy!"
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The car ride was pretty silent you tried to ask what was wrong but, every time you were ignored or the radio was turned up to tune you out. Chris's anger had in turn rubbed off on you everyone knew you hated to be ignored. Expecting for him to take you home you were surprised when you pulled up to his drive way the modern style home was well lit as the car lights reflected off the huge windows.
Stepping out the car he expected you to follow but, you didn't the stubbornness has taken it's course. "Get out the car," he demanded as you crossed your arms against your chest.
"No not until you explain to me what all that at the party was about," you asked as he rolled his eyes. "Get out the car Yn," he spat as you rolled your eyes. "Explain yourself Christopher," you challenged while you two went into a heated stare off. In a swift motion you were being carried over Chris's shoulder putting up a fight the whole journey to his bedroom sitting your down on two feet he examined you.
"Strip," he said while watching you with lust filled eyes. At first you were hesitant to what he was asking but, in his eyes you knew he meant what he said. Removing each strap from dress one by one giving him a slight show. He gently pushed you against the bed with your heat exposed through your lace thong.
"This between you legs," he said while attacked your clit this his index and middle finger, "Is mine understood?" Without realization you had nodded in understanding you were turned on. He started by peeling away your panties revealing the mess he had created.
lifting your right leg he placed soft kisses from your calf all the way to your inner thigh sending chills up and down your spine. Catching you off guard you yelped from pleasure as he tongue grazed your swollen clit never not once did he break eye contact he wanted to see you struggle. Feeling yourself close to the edge Chris quickened his pace, "Use your words baby," he encouraged, "Tell me baby who's pussy this is."
"Yours," you moaned while created a deep arch in your back you had practically risen from the bed clenching the sheets with your hands.
"Who's," he asked.
"Yours Daddy all yours!"
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Isn't it ironic Quincy is Diddy son. Nobody caught it just me? Okay..
