Cake on my face, I wanna taste it, girl, let me taste it
I won't say shit
You know I won't say shit, yeah (oh)
All of these hours keep passing by
No, I don't really care if they know
I ain't playing, girl, I wanna lick you up and down
Ah yeah, hit the lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playing, girl, I want you to know
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Chris
I woke up with India resting against my chest, her soft snores feeling like purrs. Her leg was thrown over my lap and she was straddling me halfway. I bit my lip seeing her curvy physique rested comfortably along my carcass. I tried to move her tightly wrapped arm that snaked around my waist, but she only groaned and threw herself on top of me. I dropped my jaw and clamped my tatted hand over my mouth.
I placed her hands around my neck and wrapped her thighs around my waist, standing up with her in my arms. Her head rested on my shoulder and her arms fell lazily over my neck. I tucked my hand under her body to keep her up and I used my free hand to push her curls out of her face. I pecked her lips several times, hoping to wake her up. She groaned and her eyes fluttered open.
"Morning, beautiful." I grinned at her as she lied her head back on my shoulder. She yawned and wrapped her legs around me tighter.
"What are we doing today?" Her voice was masked with grogginess and it was a little raspy. Late nights aren't for her I see.
"I was thinking home movie night with the gang? Invite your girls? How does that sound?" I felt her smile against my shoulder as she sat up to face me. She cupped my face in her hands.
"That sounds great. I think I can walk now." She planted a soft kiss on my lips and forehead and hopped down from my waist. I watched as she walked away, her curves replaying in my mind with every step she took. I bit my lip and shook my head at how bad this girl was. How did I get so lucky? Maybe I should apologize to that bartender at Pulse.
She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, skimming through it. I closed the fridge and she furrowed her brows, looking at me like I had a problem.
"Have you lost your damn mind? I'm hungry, move." She reached to open the fridge, but I stood right in front of the handle not allowing her access.
"Chris, moveeeee! Stop playing." She tried to get around me but I just mirrored her every move. She huffed and placed her hands on top of her head, sending a piercing glare my way.
"I'm taking you to lunch. Don't touch this refrigerator." She fought a smile that longed to pull on her lips and rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, eventually giving in to the smile.
"Now go take a shower. You musty as hell." She kissed her teeth and stuck up her middle finger before walking off. As soon as she pivoted I brought my hand down to her ass, slapping it roughly.
"Owwwwweeeee! Christopher!" She charged towards me causing me to run in the opposite direction. I almost busted my ass tryna turn the corner in them damn socks. It did slow me down however, and India tackled me causing the both of us to fall to the floor. I couldn't help but laugh as India did the same.
"That shit hurt nigga!" I yelled while laughing. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she couldn't stop to catch her breath.
"How do you think I feel?!" She managed to get out between giggles. I smiled at how cute she was. I think I got a keeper.
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India
After 3 years and a day, I finally decided on an outfit and did my makeup. I chose to wear a white t shirt and grey cargo capris with black vans. I put in diamond studs and put on a nude colored lipstick.
I grabbed my phone off my vanity and my purse. I walked downstairs where Chris was sitting on the couch scrolling through Instagram. There was some girl thirst trapping and I saw his face scrunch up. He went to her profile and when I thought he was about to start lurking, he unfollowed her. I raised my eyebrows and smiled to myself. I told you issa husband.
"I'm ready to go." I spoke to him from the bottom step. He whipped his head around to look at me. His eyes examined me intently as they moved up and down. He furrowed his brows and I began to get worried. Am I underdressed? Are we going someplace fancy? Oh shit, of course my broke ass put on this basic ass outfit no wonder why-
"Why you tryna be like me?" My thoughts lost dominance over me as Chris's raspy voice filled my eardrums. I scrunched up my face as he stood up. I saw that he was wearing a white shirt with black pants and vans. His chains were tucked in his shirt and only one piercing was in his nose. He even put in his small diamond studs.
"Nobody is tryna be like you. You got dressed while I was still getting ready." I folded my arms as he scoffed. He looked me up and down before rolling his neck and throwing his hand up.
"That's cute and all, but..." He scrunched up his face and spoke in a feminine voice. (Y'all remember that video? 😭 BITCH ITS CHRIS BROWN!) I laughed at his goofiness and shook my head. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and took it out to see an Instagram notification.
Instagram
its.terrell2x is now following you.
I felt my heart stop and I struggled to swallow the lump in my throat. I decided not to click on the profile, scared that it would be him. Wait, Terrell doesn't have an Instagram. Okay, so it's just a random dude. Just in case though... I clicked on the profile and it only had one picture up. The picture was of palm trees and the sunset in the background. Oh, this one of them photographer dudes. Okay, I can breathe now.
"Girl, do you not hear me talking to you? Let's go." Chris rolled his eyes and walked out the door. I huffed and followed behind him.
I couldn't help but stare at Chris as his eyes scanned the menu. Why can't I be as pretty as he is? I mean seriously, the freckles, the jawline, the cheekbones, the hair, the teeth..... Why is his skin so smooth? Drop the skincare routine, Christopher. It was so clear, it was like he never had acne in his life. Chris told me once that he was insecure about his teeth. It took all the strength in me not to slap the shit outta him. I don't think he understands how beautiful he truly is.
"It's rude to stare." Chris looked up from his menu with only his eyes. A small smirk tugged on his pink lips. I stared at them and wished I was kissing them right at that moment. When I say kissing Chris is like dying and going to heaven, but being sent straight down to hell because of your dirty thoughts, but they don't want you either so here you are back on Earth and back in Chris's arms.
"Stop drooling." I could tell I was starting to daydream because when he spoke to me I could feel myself being snapped out of my trance. I cleared my throat and took a sip of my lemon water. I avoided looking at Chris and looked down at my menu, although I already ordered. It was Chris who was still looking with his picky ass.
"Can you hurry up? Taking so fucking long for no reason." I groaned growing impatient for my first meal of the day, which was being held up by Christopher.
"Watch yo' mouth 'fore I put something in it." I rolled my eyes at his inappropriate joke. Chris was such a kid I swear.
"I'm hungry Chris. You're taking sooooo long." I slumped down in my seat as my stomach growled.
"I'm hungry too. But my meal already here. She sitting right across from me." He bit down on his lip and looked at me seductively. My heart almost jumped out of my chest and onto his dick at that very moment because that's just how I'm feeling. I picked up my cup to take a sip of my water only to see that it was gone. I closed my eyes and cleared my throat.
The waitress finally came with our food and when I say I almost cried, Lord forgive me.
"Is there anything else you need?" She asked , only addressing Chris. I tried not to pay too much mind to it.
"No, we're good. Thank." He half smiled.
"Actually, can I get a refill on my water please?" I spoke up and gave her a friendly smile. She looked at me up and down with disgust before flashing me the fakest smile known to mankind. She took the cup and left the table.
"So, she was flirting." I said taking in a large bite of my mashed potatoes.
"You think so? I think she was just doing her job." He shrugged forking his food. I rolled my eyes at his density.
"I know how females are. Did you see the look she gave me? It had jealousy traced perfectly over her pearly white teeth."
"You sound like the jealous one here. Mad cause you ain't cute like me." I scoffed and gave him a look.
"Alright, let's make this a bet. If she says or does any slick shit, which is considered flirting, you have to give me a back massage and make me an ice cream sundae." I smirked and took another bite of my food.
"And what happens when you lose?" He asked with a little too much confidence. Don't second guess yourself, bud.
"If I lose, which I won't, I'll let you do my hair." He rubbed his chin hair before nodding and saying, "Alright. You got yourself a deal little lady."
Everything I said was true. Especially when it comes to Chris. First of all, he's a fine black man and we all know what they carry. She's a blonde snow bunny wearing red lipstick. She's the shark in the water, and he's the bait. Second of all, he's here with another female and girls love to go after what they can't have. Third of all, he's got mad coin. He shows up in a black Lamborghini like it's a SUV. Fourth, he's a singer with hella clout. People recognize him all the time. She might be gold digging honestly.
When the waitress came back to our table I noticed that it wasn't my water that she had in her hand, but it was the bill. Or at least, what seemed to be the bill.
"Everything going good over here?" She once again only addressed Chris. I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my food.
"Yeah. You good, princess?" He asked me making my heart melt.
"Not to be rude, but I'm pretty sure I asked for a refill on my water." I stared at her emotionlessly and blinked long. She huffed and I raised an eyebrow, trying to see if I would have to check a bitch for her attitude today. She slipped a small piece of paper down on the table right in front of Chris and walked off. He gave her a weird look before picking up the paper. He read it and pulled his lips into his mouth, sighing deeply.
"When do I have to give you a massage?" He dragged and I instantly smirked, but frowned realizing what was most likely on that paper. I took the paper from him and read it. Just as I started to read it, she came back with my water.
"Here you go, ma'am." She spoke in a monotone.
"Thank you so much. Oh, and one more thing?" I stood up out of my seat and turned to face her. She scrunched up her face and glanced at Chris who only smirked.
"Thanks for the phone number. I'll give you a call girly! 'Cause the next time you wanna 'give my man a good time', the only one who's gonna be having a good time is me while I beat yo mothafuckin-"
"Okay! Thank you for your service. I think we're done just keep the change." He threw $50 on the table and grabbed my hand dragging me out of the restaurant.
"Why you interrupt me? I wasn't done talking." I snatched away from him and crossed my arms.
"You're done talking when I say you are." He said as we walked to the car. The hell? Fuck I look like? A phone call? Don't interrupt me nigga.
"Who the fuck are you talking to, bro?" I said as we got in the car. I sat on the leather seats and strapped the seatbelt around me.
"I'm not yo' damn 'bro'. So drop that attitude." He got in after me.
"Nah, I don't think so bro." I pouted and looked away from him. He grabbed my neck, but not too roughly, and pulled me closer to him. A chilling shockwave went through my body as I stared in his dark, irritated eyes. I felt my pupils dilating and my eyes getting heavy as I fell into trance just from looking at him. I felt almost hypnotized.
"Didn't I say drop the attitude?" He asked in a low tone.
"O-Okay." I stammered trying to make my response short as possible.
"Okay what?" He squeezed my thigh and I gasped, biting my lip.
"O-Okay, d-daddy." He smirked and bit his lip, pecking mine as he let go. I just stared at him as he buckled himself up and we drove home. This man was doing wonders to me. It's a little scary.
I decided to freshen up and put on even more comfortable clothes than the ones I was wearing. I settled on one of Chris's Black Pyramid sweatshirts and my black velvet shorts. The sweatshirt was wrapped in his scent and it made me blush a little. I took a few pictures of myself and chose the best one to post. I heard knocking at the door and I ran down to answer it, but Chris beat me to it. Trey, August, Blessing, and Olivia all walked in. Olivia was the only one who seemed to be in shock by the house.
"Hi guys!" I pushed past Chris who smacked his lips as I hugged Trey. I gave August a look as he crossed his arms.
"Come here, girl." He unfolded his arms and pulled me into a tight hug, almost cutting off my breathing.
"Damn, can my sister breathe please?" Blessing said. I could tell she rolled her eyes. I just felt it happen. He chuckled and let go. I hugged Olivia and Blessing. They walked further into the house, Olivia just looking at everything. August and Blessing were arguing about dumb shit as usual, while Trey just scrolled on his phone. As I was about to follow them, Chris grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"So you thought you could wear them tiny ass shorts and get away with it, huh?" He whispered in my ear, kissing the nape of my neck. I swallowed hard, trying not to choke on my breath.
"T-They're just shorts. They're comfortable. I can go cha-" My sentence was cut short as he nibbled softly on my neck, causing my whole body to go into shock. I whimpered quietly as goosebumps erupted all over my skin.
"So what movie we wa- OHHHH SHIT!" August yelled causing both me and Chris to jump. "Y'all nasty as shit." Trey crossed his arms and sat down next to Olivia on the couch. I facepalmed and Chris just rolled his eyes. I went to the kitchen and got out a pack of popcorn. I read the labels on the back before popping it into the microwave. I ran upstairs and grabbed a thin blanket. I came back down and got the popcorn out of the microwave. I poured it into a bowl and brought it to the living room.
"What movie did you guys pick?" I plopped down next to Chris and threw the blanket over us as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Fifty Shades of Grey." Trey said. I glanced at Chris who had a sly smirk painted on his chiseled face. I looked at everyone else who seemed to not be phased by the film selection. I cleared my throat and pressed the red play button on the remote.
About 40 minutes into the movies, it was going better than I expected. Chris was just calmly watching the movie and we cuddled. I've never actually seen Fifty Shades of Grey, so I didn't know what to expect. I knew it was a little NFSW, but everything was just fine so far. Until the first sex scene. August was watching the scene a little too intently, while Blessing scrolled on her phone. Trey and Olivia were also cuddled up, simply watching the movie. I glanced at Chris who seemed to be watching the scene with boredom in his dark brown eyes. I looked away from him and watched the movie, feeling a little awkward. Chris moved his arm from around my shoulder and grabbed my thigh, startling me. He rubbed my thighs softly, moving his hand further up. I tried to avoid looking at him in fear of seeing that slick smirk that constantly tugged on his lips whenever he looked at me.
(WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!)
He reached my area and rubbed me softly through my shorts. I bit my lip and took a deep breath. He rubbed circles around me and I whimpered a little, drawing attention from the others towards me.
"Yo India, you good?" Trey asked me and I glanced at Chris who was fighting a smile. I glared at him seeing how he was amused by my frustration.
"Yeah. My stomach just hurts." I lied right through my teeth. Chris didn't stop what he was doing which only made it harder for me to pretend like nothing was going on. Trey nodded and went back to watching the movie. It wasn't helping that I didn't have panties on either, because I could feel myself leaking through my shorts. I guess Chris noticed too since he pulled them to the side, getting a feel of my puddles. He slipped a finger inside of me causing a moan to accidentally slip out.
"You okay, baby? Come on, let's find you some medicine or something." He pulled his finger out of me and fixed my shorts before throwing the cover off of the both of us. He helped me up and we went upstairs. Instead of going to the bathroom where the medicine cabinet was, he took me to our bedroom and lied me down on the mattress.
"Chris, why would you do that? You know I'm not good at lying, or hiding stuff." I complained. He ignored my complaints and lifted up my sweatshirt, planting soft kisses down my stomach. He didn't waste anytime before he pulled down my shorts, exposing my ocean. He only stared down at it, causing me to become self conscious. I blushed and closed my legs seeing his expression darken. He spread them back apart and licked his lips.
"C-Chris what are you doing..." I whispered. He bit his lip and lowered his head, placing his tongue on me. I gasped as he swirled it around slowly. I placed my hands over my face, as Chris went to work with his mouth. He took the tip of his tongue and wiggled it on my clit at a fast pace. I gripped the sheets tightly, panting heavily. He began tracing something with tongue and I struggled to make out what it was. I eventually caught on to what was being traced. S-T-O-P-H-E-R? Stopher? Christopher??!
He slipped two fingers into me, pumping them in and out slowly. I let out a loud moan and covered my mouth quickly, remembering we had company downstairs. The cloth only muffled my cries just barely, as they grew when he added a third finger. He picked up the tempo and I tried to close my legs, but he only pushed them back open and held them there with his free hand. I whined and shook my head as he didn't dare to slow down. He added his tongue, making me completely lose all self awareness. I felt my climax building at the pit of my stomach and I tried to grab his wrist. He took my hand and pinned it on the bed. He only went faster making me moan like crazy. I came all over his fingers as my legs shook and I couldn't control my breathing.
"Damn, babygirl." His voice was husky and it only drove my senses even more wild. He pulled his fingers out of me and examined the mess I made, before he started licking his fingers clean. He brought himself up to my first pair of lips and shoved his tongue in my mouth, allowing me to have a taste. I wrapped my legs around him, deepening the kiss even more. He kissed down to my neck and left countless hickeys. He slipped my hoodie over my head, exposing the black lace bra I wore underneath. He kissed my chest, leaving even more hickeys above my breasts. Suddenly, I heard the door burst open and I tried to cover myself quickly.
"India, you need to get your sister for real cause imma beat her a-" August barged in the room and stopped in his tracks when he saw me and Chris in the position we were in. His eyes widened and he clamped a hand over his mouth.
"August get out!" I yelled and he didn't hesitate before hurrying out of the door, closing it behind him. I huffed before getting up and putting on a new pair of shorts. I slipped my- Chris's hoodie back on. Chris just sat on the bed staring at me.
"Do we have to go back down there?" He looked at me with pleading eyes. I shook my head at his attempts to continue after we got caught in our dirty act.
"Yes, Christopher. We still have company." He groaned and stood up. He hugged me from behind placing his head on my shoulder.
"Please, princess? I'm still hungry and you taste so good." He said against my neck as he kissed on it. I bit my lip but shook my head, not falling for his tricks again.
"No, baby. Maybe another time." I turned around and grabbed his pouting face. I pecked his lips several times and went back downstairs with Chris on my trail. I glanced at August who seemed to be traumatized. He looked at me and looked away quickly.
"Took y'all awfully long to get some damn medicine." Blessing raised an eyebrow. I glanced at Chris.
"Couldn't find any. We had to look for it in my bags." I said looking back at August. He didn't say anything. She squinted her eyes looking for my lie. I cleared my throat.
"Hm. Okay." Chris cupped my ass in his hand and I popped it, causing him to move. This is gonna be a long month.