"Chris, can you help me find something in my room?"
"No."
"Let me rephrase that; Chris, you're coming to my room to help me find something."
"Ok, so now what the Hell am I looking for?"
"Wow, you know it's really hard to kiss you when you're way up there."
He turned and looked down to me. God, he's so damn tall. Leaning over, softly pushing me against the wall with his arms wrapped around my waist he started kissing me. He was so gentle and sweet, his lips faintly pulsing against mine. I folded one arm around him, while my other hand reached up to the back of his head to hold him against me.
He started to drive me against the wall with more power. He was pressing against me and I clutched at the back of his shirt to pull him even closer. I grabbed at his hair. He opened his mouth and let his tongue dance with mine for only a moment. I couldn't help myself from biting his lip. He was just so strong against me I could hardly stand how hot it was.
Suddenly, I was in the air. He was carrying me over to the bed and I almost screamed with excitement. He threw me down and tore off his shirt. I gave him that smile he loves so much and I bit my lip slightly. He pounced on me. Pinning me down with his hands while the rest of his body curved to lie next to me. I let out a barely audible laugh. This is hardly Chris behavior.
"There's that face again." He whispered.
That was Chris behavior.
"You're a loser."
He forced another kiss on me, but then moved down to my neck. I raked my hands down his back. He kissed me harder and harder. My body shivered. His mouth moved farther down and his hands were grabbing me. He was everywhere. I let out a little gasp in ecstasy. He worked his way back up to my lips, kissing me lightly once more while his hands moved up to caress my face and neck.
He fell back next to me. My head rested on his chest and my hand lightly touched him. Our eyes closed and we fell asleep.