Waking up the next morning you felt like a freight train had hit your body. Slowly opening your eyes to see the bright sun shining through the curtains streaming into the room.
Stretching your arms above your head as you tried to slowly wake yourself up. Looking to your side to see that it was empty.
Slightly disappointed that he had snuck out and left you, but at the same time not being surprised that he left.
Your thoughts immediately going back to last night. Thinking about what an intimate moment the two of you had. It felt like it didn't happen at all. If it wasn't for all that liquid courage you wouldn't have done that.
Still being able to feel him between your legs you felt that familiar tingle in your lower stomach. You were by no means a virgin, but it's been a while since someone took the time to feel you and touch you like that.
Before you could get yourself all worked up again you decided it was time to get up. Throwing the blankets off your body the cool air hitting your bare legs. Your feet touching the cold surface making a shiver run through your body.
That's when you heard someone in the kitchen. It was probably your best friend and her fiancé. You needed to talk to her anyway the guilt was just eating you alive.
Walking in to the kitchen the first thing you saw was a very muscular back. Stopping where you were as you watched him standing by the stove making what you assumed was breakfast. You couldn't help but stand there and admire him for a little bit.
Biting your lower lip between your teeth as all kinds of thoughts popped into your head. Wondering what it would be like if he were to just plop you on top of the kitchen counter, and thrust himself between your legs.
"Good morning." His deep voice broke you from your thoughts making you snap out of it.
"Morning." You sheepishly replied making him chuckle how shy you became around him.
"You admiring the view?" He grinned as he turned around showing off his pearly white teeth.
"I wasn't." You defended yourself even though it was clearly a lie. "I just woke up."
"I heard you walk in and stop as soon as you saw me." He caught you and you felt like just running back to the room in embarrassment. "It's okay I do look good making breakfast."
Acting like you didn't hear him you decided to approach him. Standing next to him as you watched him scramble around some eggs. You would have never thought a big bad gang member would be cooking eggs.
Even though no words were spoken it felt nice to be in his presence like this. You almost felt like you guys were a couple and you were watching him making you breakfast. You also couldn't believe you were picturing stuff like that in your head.
Chris turned to look at you, and then to his finish scrambled eggs. Turning off the stove he turned to look at you and suddenly grabbed you under your thighs and placed you on top of the kitchen counter.
Squealing in surprise by his sudden movement. Your hands gripped his arms as his hands landed on your hips. Placing himself between your thighs standing very close to you.
"There is one thing I do want for breakfast" He whispered in your ear making you lose your breath. "I want that pussy."
Whimpering when you heard him speak, and the thought of him putting his tongue on you had you close to creaming your shorts. His tongue was probably a work of wonders.
All you could do was just sit there and look behind his shoulder at the wall. You felt yourself becoming flustered by his sudden emotions. Maybe he did remember last night and enjoyed it a lot more than what you thought.
Slowly leaning in looking at you for approval as well to which you obviously nodded your head. Placing his soft lips on yours making you feel all kinds of fireworks and sparks.
Meshing your lips with his while he his hands rubbing up and down your hips soothingly. Finding yourself moving your hips against the counter trying to get closer to him. He just smirked against your lips loving the affect he had on you.
"You were such a good girl last night." He groaned against your lips pecking them before you felt him tugging on your shorts. "I wonder if you'll be a good girl for me this morning."
The words were caught in your throat as you just watched his every move. He pulled the thin material down your legs completely exposing you to his hungry eyes. Licking his lips when he looked between your legs to see your glistening arousal.
"Fuck you are wet." He growled as he looked back at your face to see your eyes were droopy waiting for his next move.
Getting down on his knees as he spread your legs apart by keeping his hands on your ankles. Keeping yourself balanced by leaning on your hands.
He started to kiss from your ankle all the way up to your inner thigh. Every other kiss he would glance up at you to see how crazy he was driving you. Your mouth was opened as shallow breaths left your lungs.
His mouth was inches from your folds, and you found yourself lifting your hips just wanting to feel his tongue. He chuckled at your eagerness, and instead of teasing you more he placed his entire mouth on your wet folds.
Leaning your head back as you moaned out loud. Sticking his tongue out so he could slowly lick you from the bottom of your pussy to your clit that was no poking out.
Doing that movement over and over again. He started to draw figure eights against your folds. Teasingly sticking his tongue inside you very fast quickly pulling it out making you gasp.
"You taste even better than I imagined." He groaned as he licked your pussy again.
It was hot to hear him talk about you like this while he was on his knees. Giving you a confident feeling you didn't know you needed.
His tongue was moving faster this time as he rapidly moved it up and down against your pussy. Flicking his tongue around your clit making your squeal as you gripped his hair. He loved how sensitive you were.
For several minutes he kept the same pattern and rhythm up without breaking a beat. Your hands went from gripping his hair to gripping the edge of the counter. Unable to control your body or hands anymore.
"Feel my tongue baby." He encouraged you not to think too much and just feel. To not be afraid of letting go at this moment.
He then would trace circles around your clit for a few seconds, and then slurp your pussy. He was eating you out like you were legit his favorite meal, and he couldn't get enough of you.
He kept that same movement up until he felt your legs shaking against his hands. Burying his face between your legs as he stuck his tongue inside of you growling when he felt your insides clenching around his tongue.
"Such a tight little pussy for me." He cooed up at you as he maintained his eye contact with what was between your legs.
Looking down to see his mouth practically swallowing your entire pussy. Grinding your hips against his face trying to feel more of his tongue. His hands keeping a grip on your knees to keep you open and spread for him.
Feeling your lower stomach tightening you knew you were seconds away from cumming on his face. Your moans filling the room you were glad nobody was home otherwise they would have heard you.
Chris knew you were close as his mouth left your pussy and started to suck on your now swollen clit making you scream. Your legs were shaking and your eyes were rolling into the back of your head.
Making eye contact with him as you felt your orgasm swiftly approaching you. His tongue felt so good you could stay like this forever. You were never one to be eaten out like this, but if he were the one doing it all the time you wouldn't mind it.
"Cum around my face baby." He commanded you as he stuck his tongue back in your pussy.
At the same time he moved one of his hands so his fingers could flick your clit as well. Your entire body was floating, and you felt light as air.
Your senses were becoming overwhelmed and your body was basically grinding against him and the counter. Feeling the urge to pee you kept trying to push his head away from you but he stayed right where he was.
"Shit I'm gonna cum Chris." You moaned almost as a warning but that only encouraged him to move his tongue and fingers faster.
Chris moved his hands then to your hips when he felt your pussy squeezing around his tongue. He knew you were close, and he planned to bring you to your orgasm. Your thighs clenching around his head as you tried not to suffocate him.
Your stomach tightening as you felt your release hitting you quickly. Chris swallowed every last drop of you and he groaned loudly as he did it. Your body started to relax when you were coming down from you high.
Chris stood up as he kept his hands on your hips. A layer of your arousal covering the scruff around his lips. Taking his fingers and wiping it off then sticking those fingers inside of his mouth groaning at the taste of you.
You sat there out of breath and satisfied. He looked across your face to make sure you were okay. Once you weakly smiled at him he placed his lips against yours, and you could taste yourself on his tongue. Placing your hands on his hips as the two of you made out on top of the counter.
Doing that for a couple minutes and he pulled away as he grabbed your shorts. Completely forgetting that you were sitting on the counter with no pants on. He helped you put your shorts on, and then helped you get off the counter.
"I'm full now." He joked with you making your cheeks heat up.
He laughed at your reaction, and you wondered if he wanted anything in return. Awkwardly looking at him and the obvious tent in his pants.
"Did you want me to?" You gestured towards his crotch as you nervously asked.
"No no no just eating that sweet pussy was enough pleasure for me." He smiled at you making you look down at your hands.
He obviously had no problem speaking like that like it was second nature.
Not saying anything you just walked over to the table as he handed you a plate full of food. The two of you sitting there in silence and just enjoying the company of each other.
This felt a lot nicer than what you thought it was going to. Just being around him was enough to keep you company and feeling safe. It wasn't awkward or uncomfortable at all neither of you speaking.
He would glance up every once in a while to smile at you to which you returned. So badly did you want to ask him what this meant then. Wondering if you guys were just going to people that hooked up together with no strings attached, or if he really wanted to be something with you.
You were too nervous to ask him afraid that you would scare him away. You decided to leave it be and wait for him to say the word first. Not being the one to put yourself out there, and be the first to confess how you really feel.
"I gotta meet some buddies later. You gonna be okay alone?" He asked you and you nodded your head knowing that buddies mean his other gang members.
"Yeah I'll be okay." You picked at the little scraps of food on your table.
Without another word both of you cleaned your plates, and went to do your own things. You felt slightly disappointed you weren't going to be able to spend more time with him. Especially since your best friend was busy planning stuff for her wedding.
You of course offered to help her, but she said no she didn't want to put all that stress and weight on you. Which meant you didn't have anything to do or anybody to hang out with.
Time went by a lot faster than you thought cause you heard Chris getting ready. You didn't mind alone time but right now you just wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. All you wanted was the presence of him which made you feel all the more better.
"Hey I'm heading out. Call me if you need me." He spoke poking his head through the doorway placing a piece of paper on the dresser. Assuming it was his number.
"I will. See ya later." You waved to him as he walked away.
Staring at the doorway wishing that he would suddenly come back to you. Feeling so alone lost without him standing there with you.
It was possible that you were going crazy that you already missed him when he just literally walked out of the room. This was such a strange feeling to you you didn't know how to handle it.
Instead of wallowing in your own self pity of missing him you decided to keep busy. Preoccupying yourself by cleaning around the house, organizing shelf's, doing laundry. Doing everything you could to make the time go by.
Your mind racing going back to last night and this morning. Wondering if he was serious about you or it he was just playing games. The last thing you wanted to happen was to get too close to him, and then he breaks your heart.
Hours later you were cooking some spaghetti and still nobody was home. It kind of worried you that you haven't seen your best friend in what felt like days. Or at all today.
The whole point of coming over to hers every summer was to spend every day with her. It seemed like you were spending more time with her brother if anything. Not that you minded that you just wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.
Once your food was finished you placed the bowl on the counter you heard someone knocking on the door. Confused to who was knocking on the door at this time. You weren't expecting company and you knew Chris and your friend had a key.
Slowly walking to the door you wondered if you should open it. The person knocked again this time it was a lot more aggressive. Whoever it was they sounded like they really wanted you to open the door.
Your heart was racing hoping you weren't going to regret this. Unlocking the door turning the door knob to see a scary looking man on the other side of the door.
He was wearing all black, and from what you could tell his body was littered with tattoos. You didn't mind them on Chris, but on this guy it made him look all the more menacing. He wasn't as tall or muscular as Chris, but he still looked just as dangerous.
His eyes looked pitch black, and he had very pale skin. This guy was just oozing bad news. Someone that you would want to avoid if you ran into him. His messy curly hair went down past his ears making him look very scruffy.
He looked your body up and down, and right now you wanted Chris here with you.
"Chris here?" His voice scratchy and deep.
You weren't surprised though to know this man was here for him. Although you were wondering how this man got this address.
"Uh who?" You tried to play off dumb hoping he would leave. He was much smarter than that apparently.
"Come on doll don't play dumb with me. I know Chris is staying here." He poked his head through the doorway looking to see if he was there. "Where is he?"
"I don't know who that is." Your voice was shaky and you were trying not to panic.
"I'm an old friend of his. He's expecting me." A part of you thought maybe that was true, but you couldn't trust someone like him.
"He never said anything about an old friend coming over." Clamping a hand over your mouth when you realized what you just said.
Giving away your cover of not knowing him smacking yourself in the face.
"Ah so the little bird does know Chris after all." He grinned at you, and right now you just wanted to slap yourself in the face. "Where is he?"
"He's not here. Maybe if you come back later you can talk to him." You tried to reason with him hoping he would just leave you alone. That wasn't going to be the case though.
Just as you were about to close the door in his face his dirty hands caught the door making you jump. Showing off his crooked yellow colored teeth. Maybe opening the door wasn't such a good idea after all.
"Well if Chris isn't here for me to collect the money than I guess I'll just have to take something else in payment." His tone was menacing as his eyes slithered down your body once again.
He started to walk towards you backing you up back into the house. Shutting the door behind him as he just stood there staring at you. Your stomach was in knots of the thought of what this guy was going to do to you.
Now you were starting to regret opening the door for him. Just praying and hoping Chris or someone would come home soon.
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