Nervous: Another Interracial Chris Evans Love Story

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Between the motion of the car, the amount of alcohol in her system, and the warmth from Chris and his jacket Lena was fast asleep by the time they arrived to Chris' house.

"Lena."  He gentle shakes again. "Lena. We are home."  As he starts to lift her from the car she finally stirs. She tries to fight him but he holds her firmly to his chest. "Just relax. You are ok. I'm not going to drop you."

"Ok. Just be careful. Don't hurt yourself I'm not a skinny mini."

Chris chuckles and kisses the side of her head his beard gently rubs against her skin. "I won't drop you. I've carried much heavier things than you.  Just enjoy the ride."

Once they are inside his house he gently places her on the oversized plush gray couch.  He lets Dodger out then joins her in the couch.  She reaches out and strokes his hair and beard playfully, "I like the longer hair and the beard."  He nods and kisses her finger tips.

With out any prompts she snuggles closer to him and gives him a kiss on the neck while stroking his hair that he had grown out for Infinity War.  He runs his hands up her torso and pulls her closer. "You smell really nice. You know that?"

He pulls his face away from her and gives him a smile, "Well thank you. I can say the same thing about you."

Lena runs her hand up his chest and takes a deep breath. "I need to change would you mind unzipping me?"  It was an innocent request but the look in her eyes and the way she bit her bottom lip was saying anything but innocent.

She sits up and pulls her ponytail down runs her fingers through her hair and fixes it to her classic messy bun. Chris quickly sat up behind her and slowly unzips her dress.  The cool air from the fabric separating causes goosebumps to raise on Lena's back. It's now or never.

In a bold move that Chris never saw coming, Lena lets the dress fall to the ground pooling at her feet. Leaving her in a nude colored strapless bra and lace panties.  She seductively looks over her shoulder to see if was gauging Chris' earlier reactions correctly.  By the look on his face currently she did a good job and still has it.  Good.

He pulls her back on the couch with him, he lifts her chin up so she has to focus her eyes on his.  She boldly tugs his long hair  down pulling him to her eager mouth. A small moan escapes her causing Chris to groan and flip her on her back.

Chris looks down at her beautiful brown skin and admires the soft curves of her body. He is finally seeing more of her hidden tattoos. His hand travels down the left side of her rib cage landing on the tattoo. "What does that mean?"

She sheepishly looks up at him, "Wakanda forever."  He smiles when he realizes how much of a nerdy girl she is. While Chris was admiring her body realization hit her like a ton of bricks.  "Please don't hurt me," Lena stuttered through a few hiccups that hit her briefly, as she ran her hands through his soft dark brown hair.

"I won't," he promised, as he slowly pulled off her nude lace panties. He stared into her face as he slowly traveled down to a particular place between her legs. He could hear her breathing heavily as he slowly licked and kissed his way down her silky smooth body. He finally got to her most private area.  She immediately began to moan and twist underneath his assault, but he held her legs firmly with his arms. He knows she has had a rough year and, now he just wanted her to feel pleasure. To relax.

He swiveled his tongue up and down and in and out of her sweet love nest. "Chris...oh," he heard her whisper, as her legs began to tremble and breathing became erratic. She started coming and twisting in the sheets as he continued to enjoy her.  I might die a happy woman.