MATURE WARNING!
After slipping out of her heels and into a flip flop, turning on the TV and ensuring Chris got comfortable, Starr made her way to the kitchen to make some tea. The hazy feeling had faded, and she had started to regret inviting Chris in on impulse. "Why Christopher, of all people? Why?" she asked herself in mutters as she fetched a herbal tea from her cabinet and began to make. "It could have been any damn person in the world, but you chose him," she muttered to herself, when the kettle whistled. She put the tea in, then poured it in two mugs.
Chris was watching some TV series when she got back to the sitting room, laughing at the comedy series. Starr rolled her eyes as she walked up to him and handed him the tea. He hummed a bit, inhaling the calming steam of the tea, before he then thanked her, "Thank you dearie."
Starr simply nodded, sitting down. Sitting down close enough to him. She wanted his warmth, the warmth that had made her hazy. She didn't like the feeling, the feeling of wanting or needing someone, but she craved it. She lifted her legs to the chair, leaning back a bit as she stared at Chris, sipping from her mug. Chris didn't budge or make to move, he instead relaxed more, laughing at the comedy series. Starr smiled, tempted to laugh. Chris had a very infectious laugh, and that made her want to laugh along. She dropped the mug down and tried to hold in her urgr to laugh, not budging, but before she knew it, she had a wide grin on. "I miss these shows," Chris said with a smile, turning to look at her. Starr tried to quickly wash the smile away, but Chris had already caught a glimpse of it. "Good show right?" he asked with a smile, causing Starr to pull a bit from how close she was from him, shaking her head.
"I don't know," she replied in a mutter, keeping a straight face.
"You don't have to keep the tough mask on, whenever you're with me, you know that right?" Chris suddenly said, causing Starr to straighten up.
She frowned, trying to act like she didn't understand what he was talking about. "What the hell are you talking about?" she asked, looking away from him.
He chuckled, causing Starr to feel rumbles within, setting the dim fire within her ablaze. "I'm saying that, I know that behind all these tough displays of yours, I know there is a sweet woman who people don't stay long enough to see. They simply just assume and walk away, when you show them the displays."
Starr squirmed, unconsciously moving towards Chris. The fact that he used the term 'woman', made her feel some kind of way. "You sure are one to talk, ain't ya?" she asked, trying to mask her uncomfortable state and not lead him on, on the fact that he was right in ways. Ways she wasn't ready to accept. She had changed, and she was sure of that. "Just keep watching your show." She waved him off.
Chris chuckled again, causing her to adjust. He didn't notice her movements as he wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, pulling her impossibly close to himself. "Come on, loosen up. I won't tell a soul okay? I just want some response, sort of."
Starr didn't reply, neither did she move. She instead let her tensed self relax a bit into him, taking in the scent of his noir perfume. The scent was attractive in various ways, wanting her to wrap herself with him. She felt the strong urge of wanting to be babied, taken care of and treated. She wanted to let loose, only a tiny bit. But, she found herself muttering, "Yeah, whatever."
He chuckled again, causing her to hear the rumbles within his chest. She thought she was going to melt at the feel. It felt so good, she didn't want to move her head that was resting a little on his chest. Chris was emanating serious manly vibes, she simply wanted to be a woman to him for some moment. Just some. But the moment the feeling began to sink deep, a reminder rang in her head. All men are same, it played. Realization dawning on her, she quickly sat up pulling back.
"What's the matter?" Chris asked, concerning masking his every countenance as he dropped the mug he had only pulled from his lips.
Starr shook her head and was about to retreat, when Chris suddenly jammed his lips to hers. Her eyes widened, but he didn't give her space to be surprised as he pulled her flush against himself, moving his lips. It was what she had been expecting all night, that moment. She gave it no thought, moving her lips also. She pushed against him, trying to cover up the no-space they had between them. Before she knew it, she had her hands wrapped around his neck, locking him and pulling up to sit on his lap. Chris placed his hands on her bare waist, causing her body to tingle and spark.
Chris ran his tongue over her lips, causing her to open them up, letting him in. She felt tingles run round her body in anticipation, as her core began to throb a little. Chris hmmed into the kiss, grabbing her butt, pulling her closer with it. She instantly felt his erection bulge through his Jean. She couldn't help the low moan of satisfaction that escaped her mouth, when tingles swirled round her body from her core. The fact that he was turned on by her at that point in time, made her even more turn on. Her core began to throb continuously, begging for attention. She began to grind, wanting to desperately calm the storm that was going on at her core, but that only made her more needy. It made it throb, more and more.
Chris moved from her lips, creating a trail from her lips to her jawline, to the nook of her neck. He dwelled there for a beat, sucking and licking, causing her to grind harder from the prickly feeling she was getting. She was letting out soft moans, which were what drove Chris wild. He flipped them, placing her on the couch while he knelt on the floor, pulling her so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He began to kiss her neck to her chest, placing a kiss on her exposed cleavage, not letting her butt escape from his grasp. He went back to kiss her neck, finding the spot that made him earn moans from her. He moved his hands from her butt, rubbing at her exposed thighs as he began to mess with the hem of her dress, before pulling it off.
Starr sighed at the breeze that hit her, spreading her legs wider so it could get to her core. She hadn't been wearing a bralette. Her nipple hardened immediately at the feel of the breeze. Chris pinched at it, causing her to moan loudly. He twirled the left, bringing his tongue to the right. He sucked, then bit it mildly with his incisors, tugging gently. Starr moaned loudly, grinding and bucking. Chris pulled his right hand away from her left nipple, switching roles. After sucking and twirling for a while, he then let his left hand slip down to her panties.
It was the moment Starr had been waiting for. She had oh so desperately wanted to be touched there already, and didn't want to do it herself. She let out a satisfied sigh when Chris began to rub at her core through her lace panties. He rubbed with his left, twirled with his right, and sucked at her right. Starr had all sorts of feelings going on within her, she felt high.
After rubbing for a bit, Chris pushed her panties to the side, then slipped his middle finger in. Starr began to pant, wanting more. Chris moved slowly, paced and purposefully. Starr began to grind against his finger, but Chris quickly stabled her. Holding her waist still with his right hand as he began to suck at her right nipple, sucking, licking and tugging gently. He increased his pace a bit, but didn't increase the fingers. He wanted her to crave more, but not fully satisfy her. That wasn't how he wanted to satisfy her. He quicked up, making it really hard for Starr to stay still. It was like she was edging, but was not, but the moment Chris noticed how she moved like she was about to cum, he withdrew his finger. Starr wanted to cry at the loss of contact, she was edging. She was pained. But, Chris had other plans. He unzipped his trousers and whipped out his fully hard member. Starr lent forward, pulling his t-shirt off. She wanted skin to skin, she didn't want any cloth coming between them. She pulled her panties off, but Chris didn't have time to pull his trousers off as he pulled Starr closer. He whipped her core with his member, making her moan.
"Ah," she breathed out, jerking.
He whipped it once more, then began to rubbed at it, let her pussy juice fill up places. It made his member easy to move about. He rubbed at her core, making Starr squirm in anticipation. Soon, he slipped in.
" Hmmm," Starr let out in satisfaction, bucking.
Chris began to move slowly again, keeping it paced. Starr wanted to desperately grind, meet him at wherever he reached, but she knew he wasn't a fan of that. If he was a fan, he wouldn't have stopped her that other time. She wanted him to move faster, but Chris moved at his pace. He increased his pace bit by bit. Soon, he was moving at the pace Starr had wanted, causing her to moan loudly, her boobs moving up and down.
"Touch yourself," he had told her in a hoarse voice, causing her to obey.
At that point in time, she didn't care if he commanded her or not, all she wanted was to cum. She touched herself, matching the pace of his thrust. She could feel it, she could feel herself edging and so could Chris.
After a while of rubbing and thrust, Chris came and she soon after. She bucked her hips a couple of more times, before she let herself face flat while Chris pulled out and fell on the floor, pulling her along. He pulled her into a cuddle, big spooning her weak form.
Starr didn't have the words. Her body felt amazing, she felt happier, maybe. She wasn't sure.
She wanted to slip out of his hold, but Chris only held her tighter, not giving her a chance to move. She smiled, feeling giddy as she let her tired self sleep.
-PLEASE RATE AND LEAVE A COMMENT, IF YOU ENJOYED-Starr was distracted for the umpteenth time that day, thinking back about the time she had with Chris. She smiled to herself a bit, feeling like a teenage girl with a crush. She couldn't help it. Anytime she tried to focus, her body reminded her of how good that night had felt. It took everything within her, to remind herself that she had work to do and needed to get back to it. She shook her head, trying to get back to work when Magnus busted into her office. "Girl, you are glowing," Magnus said with a smile as he walked into her office, the brightness of the day making his brown skin pop. She frowned a bit, trying to hide the truth from Magnus. She knew he could smell her, smell her out. He could smell when something was going on, or had gone on. "What?" she asked, keeping a straight face. "Don't I always glow?" He shook his head. "No b, you don't always glow," he said with a smile, taking his seat on the chair in front of her. "You're always just so fr
Christopher Chariton! Starr froze as the name rang.&n
MATURE WARNING! Needing serious space, Starr stopped going to the office for a while. She had always not needed to always go to the office, but she did. It was kind of like a necessity for her. But, ever since Chris Chariton showed up, everything had gone haywire. Nothing was really according to how it had always been in her life. Magnus was the key suggestor of her taking a break and just resting. She thought it reasonable and agreed. She picked no calls at all, and kept her door locked. She made no human contact at all, and Magnus hadn't tried to contact her also. He knew she needed the space, and being the key suggestor, he had to give her the space. He only checked in with her at night, to confirm she was well and alive. Apart from that, he let her be, not even bringing up office matters. Successfully shutting the world out, Starr spent her time reading and listening to soul music. She has read a
MATURE WARNING! Starr was wrapped up by Chris' clad body, pressed up against him firmly. His hands cupping both her breast, their legs intertwined, on the couch. It was like that very couch, that become their bed and fuck zone. Still coming from her high walls, Starr could still feel Chris' erection bulge on her unclad butt. He had done nothing about it, and had simply cuddled her instead. From how much he cuddled her, she could tell he loved cuddles. It was like something, he never wanted to miss out on. They both hadn't said anything to each other, listening to each other's breath. It had been almost forever since Starr had had to pillow talk, that she could barely remember how it went. So, she enjoyed Chris' warmth and listened to his patient breath. Starr's mind began to wander. She had simply wanted to live in the moment and not over think things, but her insecurities began to slip
After drowning for days, thinking of how she was going to grab life by the balls, Starr finally gave Magnus the chance to come visit her. She was trying hard to keep her mind off Chris, but Magnus coming over wasn't helping at all. He hadn't really stopped for a second to talk about something other than Valentine since he arrived.
Her head still not in place, Starr resumed work. She put her brave face on and walked into the damn company like she owned it, and if Christopher Chariton came, she was ready to handle him like she was the owner of the damn company.She had a knee length wine bodycon gown, alongside a black heels. She had no jewellery on, apart from a simple gold bracelet. She kept her makeup simple, lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara.The meeting was scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning, so she arrived some minutes before nine. She had a full on pep talk with herself in the mirror, before she came to work. She had to ready herself for whatever was coming.Due to her absence from work for a couple of days, some staff had relaxed, misbehaving. "Tell Magnus to fire the lady who was eating at her desk and slouching. And also the guy who thought the office place is a bar and for picking up women," she told Amber as she walked into th
Days had passed and it was almost the weekend. Starr was feeling unusually fatigued and simply wanted to rest. She had woken early to go to work, but ended up not being able to. So, she decided to rest at home and call in sick."Go to the hospital," Magnus commanded Starr from the other end of the line, causing her to sigh."You are supposed to be running a company for me, not bugging me about going to the hospital," Starr complained through the phone, sighing again.Magnus groaned. "Can you not be a hard arse for some seconds, and go to the damn hospital?""Run the damn company." With that, she ended the line, smiling.It didn't take up to two seconds before her phone began to ring again, causing her to groan loudly and answer the phone, without checking the called ID. "Magnus, I promise you that I am going to goddamn -"S
"It's a lie," Magnus excitedly said to her, flapping his arm close to his face, fanning himself. "He did legit ask you out?" he asked again, causing her to nod. "Oh my gawd! My ship is fucking sailing, Bitches!"He was so excited, Starr could feel it. She didn't know why he was so excited, but it kind of brought a smile to her face. She liked how he was so happy about something so not-so-big, that he felt should make her happy too. She couldn't help smiling.Magnus soon calmed down, taking his seat on one of her single chairs. "I bet he would have begged his life span short to get you to accept to it."Starr felt her cheeks grow warm as she frowned, feigning offense. "What do you mean?" she asked.Magnus laughed, bending his head back a bit. "Oh, I know you Starr. You are hardheaded," he mocked her, ignoring the little pity he felt for her on remembrance of why she was.Starr