dinner in bed

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Part 3- Dinner in bed?

Dedicated to @Nyjah___ who loves Chris brown. 

We were at dinner with Family. Chris was sitting beside me as the rest of the family like his mom was sitting beside Chris.

We all chatted  about our day and what we were up to.

I looked at Chris i could tell he was bored.

He turned towards me.

I felt a hand traveling up my leg. It was Chris. I moved it rolling my eyes. Is this really appropriate? I thought to myself.

I saw him smirk from the corner of my eye.

I felt as he did it again but instead he traveled more up my thigh.

I looked at him giving him a warning sign.

He just smirked at me as if he was enjoying this.

I turned away and decided to finish up my dinner.

I felt as his hand trailed up my thigh again. I ignored it getting extremely annoyed.

His fingers skimmed over my panties making a chill come over my body.

“Not here” i whispered into his ear.

“Why?” he smirked at me

“Cause, it’s rude Chris.” I stared at him

“Not if you enjoy it” he said

I looked away trying not to pay attention to him.

His fingers found It’s way up to my clit. I watched as everyone seemed to be doing there own thing.

His fingers rubbed against me. I flinched. I tried to not pay attention by taking another bite out of my food.

He rubbed rougher this time.

I gripped the table mat.

“OH my god” I whispered

“Did you say something?” i heard his dad say

“Uhh...no” I looked at him as if everything were fine.

I felt as he rubbed quicker. I did my best to remain calm.

“I know your almost there, Go ahead”

He moved his fingers in a circular motion against me. I felt sensations come across my body.

I gripped his arm. I turned towards him and lightly moaned into his ear.

I bit my lip as he went quicker and quicker.

I was throbbing i released.

“Don’t EVER do that again” i whispered in his ear.

I watched as he licked his fingers.

“Chris! Have some manners. Use a napkin don’t lick your fingers at the table!” i heard his mom say

I couldn’t believe this.

“You taste good babe” he whispered in my ear.

I looked at him feeling embarrassed. I can’t believe he just did that.

He looked at me and pecked my lips.

We reached our room we just finished from our family dinner.

Chris locked the door. He connected our lips making me stumble backwards.

I felt as Chris reached the hook of my bra and undid it.  I watched as it fell to the floor.

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