(Chanel Bowman)
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August 4th 2024
2:09 AM
Las Vegas, NV

After my shower, I put my hair up into a bun, wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom. There's no point in me putting on clothes when I already know what he wants.

Chris was laying on his back on the bed. His shirt was off and he had one foot up and the other on the ground, he was asleep. I looked at him and shook my head because I knew this would happen. It almost always happens. He's finally able to sit his ass down and relax, he falls asleep. Most of the time I let him sleep because he doesn't get much of it. He has a hard time sleeping most nights, but I don't wanna let that happen tonight. He has all day tomorrow to rest.

I climb onto the bed and lay next to him, cuddling up next to him. I rub my hand on his chest and whisper in his ear.

"Babe!" I try to wake him but he doesn't move. "Babyyy."

"Hmm?" He puts his hand on mine.

"You want it or not?" I asked. My hand ran down his chest and stomach, settling on his dick.

"Yeah." He popped his eyes open and looked at me smiling.

"You rather get some ass than get some rest." We both laugh.

I start rubbing his dick, he reaches for his belt buckle and takes off his pants. His dick was semi-hard.

I took the towel from around me and laid it on the bed. He looks down at me, his eyes scanning my body.

He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me to him, crashing his lips on mine. We kiss passionately. The moment was intense, as it always was with him.

As the kiss grew deeper, the kiss was more urgent, more hungry until he pulled away. He just looked at me. I already knew what he wanted he didn't have to ask. I got between his legs and starlet, pulling his underwear down. I stroked him a couple of times before taking him into my mouth. He moans softly as his dick hardens in my mouth.

He puts his right arm behind his head and rests the other one on the back of my head, and he watches while I bob my head up and down, taking him deeper. I don't know what it is, but he loves to watch me suck his dick and I love for him to watch me do it.

I loved the way it felt and the taste. I've never been so into someone that I literally love everything about them. The attraction Chris and I have for each other is unmatched and our connection has always been insane. That's what led us to where we are now.

"Shit!" He says, "You look so pretty while you pleasing me." My eyes locked on his, and his head fell back.

I continue sucking, moving my hand and mouth up and down. He moves his hands, gripping the sheets. I look up at him and see his eyes are closed, and he moans softly.
I take him out of my mouth and begin to lick the head, slowly. I take his balls into my mouth and he starts moving his hips.

He pushes my head back down and I take him back into my mouth. I move slowly, taking him deeper and deeper. He starts thrusting his hips.

"Keep doing it just like that." He said as his breathing changed, his groans grew louder, and his body tightened.

I begin sucking fast and hard. He groaned loudly and his body stiffened as he exploded in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and continued to lick and suck until he was done. He pulled my head back. I kissed his dick and sat up, straddling him.

He pulls me down to him and we start kissing. His hands were running up and down my back caressing it. After a minute his hands grab my breast, squeezing and pinching my nipples. I moaned against his mouth. He knows how much I like that.

I sat up, grinding my pussy on his dick. I moved back and forth slowly.

"Give it to me." He said, looking at me like he wanted to devour me whole. "You know you want it right now."

I smile because it's him that wants me that bad but I'm not going to say anything. I reach down and start to stroke his dick. He bites his bottom lip, with his eyes locked on me. I let him enjoy that for a few seconds before I placed him at my entrance.

Without warning, he thrust his hips upwards, causing his dick to slide into my wet pussy. We both moan in unison at the feeling.

His hand slowly made its way up to my neck and he pulled me down to him and we started making out while I slowly rode him. He had a tight grip on my neck. We both moved, in rhythm with each other. He had a steady pace and was fucking me slowly, savoring every inch of me.

Our tongues and hands roamed each other's body. He had one hand on my neck and the other on my ass. As he thrusted from under me, his strokes began to pick up speed, and we were both moaning.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I sit up and start to slowly bounce on his dick. He started playing with my clit with his thumb and the intensity began to grow. We find a steady rhythm, and I start to ride him faster. He held on to my hips and started to move my body, up and down. I start to slowly bounce on his dick. The intensity begins to grow, and we find a steady rhythm, and I start to ride him faster.

"Yes! Fuck. Me!" He said watching. "Fuck the shit out of me, baby!"

I couldn't stop the orgasm that was building inside me.
"Cum for me, mama!"

I could feel the wave coming, and I started moving faster but he stopped me. He held me in place as he thrusted from under me. The more his dick penetrated me, the more intense the feeling became.

"Shit!" I said as the wave hit and I started moaning louder. I was cumming.

"You like the way my dick feels inside you?"

I couldn't respond because the pleasure and the intensity was too much.

"Say you love the way my dick feels in your pussy."

"I love the way your dick feels inside me, baby!"
He stops but I continue grinding on him, enjoying the aftershocks.

He grabs my face, "Look at me." I do as I'm told. "Whose pussy is this?"

"It's yours."

"It's my what?"

"It's your pussy, Chris."

"Nobody else's?"

"Only you." I said.

"Better be." He said. "Ima hold you to that."

He flips us over so he's on top and begins to stroke me. He grabs my legs and holds them against his chest. He slams his dick into me, hitting my spot every time.

"Fuck! Chris!" I moaned.

His hands were everywhere, rubbing my breasts, caressing my thighs. He leaned forward, parting my legs to the sides of him. He rests his weight on his elbows.

I grabbed his head and we started kissing. He pulled his lips away from mine and kissed my neck, sucking on my skin.

"Turn over." He said and sat up.

I turned over into my stomach. He grabbed my hips and pulled my butt up. I rested my head on the pillow then he removed it from under me. He took my hands and brought them behind my back and held them there. He held a tight grip and I couldn't move.

He slid into me, without warning and I gasped. The pain sent a pleasant shock through my body. Loving the feeling, I smiled. He grabs a handful of my ass, squeezing it.

He smacks my ass, then grabs it again. He started stroking me, slow and steady, but he wasn't satisfied.

"Damn, this pussy is so good, baby."

He starts moving faster, hitting deeper and harder, causing me to moan loudly. He held onto my arms so I couldn't move, as he continued fucking me from behind.

I loved the sound of his voice as he grunted, letting me know he was enjoying every moment of it.

I could feel his dick throbbing, and I knew he was about to cum. He released my arms and pulled out. He pushed me down on the bed and entered me from behind again.

I cried out in pleasure. He was relentless. He gripped my shoulders, pulling me toward him. He was moaning loudly as he pounded into me.

"Fuuuuuck." He groaned as his body stiffened, and I could feel him pulsing inside me as he filled me.

"Damn!" He said.

After a few seconds, he pulled out, he leaked out of me. He reached down and rubbed it all over my pussy and ass.

"You need a baby with me." He said. "Ima get you pregnant one of these days."

I giggled. "That's funny."

"Nah, for real." He said.

To avoid that conversion, I kissed him then got up. He smacked my ass as I walked away from him.

I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up and brought him a wall tile. After he was done to get it back to me and I'll put it away. I laid back in bed with him.

"I love when you get the sheets wet." He says

"So sleep in it." We both laugh.

"I will. I'll do whatever you tell me to do, if that means I can get what I want."

"Yeah, right." I said.

"You okay?" He asked. I nod my head then he leans over and kisses me on the cheek then wraps his arms around me. "Did that help your decision?"

"Sex doesn't sway any decision. I'm grown as hell."

"I'm only joking, but did you think about it?" He asked, holding me from behind.

"I thought about it in the shower."

"And?"

"I was thinking if I could come up with all these reasons not to marry you, I was thinking I should try to figure out why I should because I feel all of my reasons are selfish." I explained

"What did you come up with?"

"I told myself I love you in every way possible, except publicly. Everything else is perfect. I started thinking how I'm making you almost live a lie because we've been together for 6 years and 3 months. We celebrate anniversaries, birthdays, and most holidays together and people think I'm only an employee. You know I'm beyond fine with being only that to you as far as the public is concerned, but I realized how much it's an issue for you. And I thought if publicly is the only piece that's missing for you, why wouldn't I give you that."

"So you'll marry me?" He asked

"Chris, if I said I will, I need something beyond commitment."

"I promise I'll make you happy. I have and never will play about you. You're everything to me."

"Ask me."

"Chanel, will you do what no other woman could ever do and marry me?"

I laughed, "I can't even be mad at that, it's true."

I smiled and nodded my head. "Yes, I'll marry you Chris."

He wraps me up in his arms, excitedly kissing my face. I laugh at how excited he is.

He moves my face to his. "I won't let you down. I promise, and you know I've never broken a promise I've made to you."

He's right about that. Every promise he's ever made, she's kept.

"I think you should let him know what's going on." He said, randomly.

As random as his comment is, I know what he was talking about. He was talking about my boyfriend of a year and a half. Yes, I have another man. I'm not going to be faithful to someone while they're out doing them with women all over the world.

Even though Chris and I have been steady for 6 years, we both decided we would keep our private love lives private, and keep that away from each other and that we would just be honest with each other. This agreement was more so for me. He didn't want to know about it but when he asked every now and then I would tell him. So he knows about Terrell. He doesn't like that he's been around for as long as he has but he has dealt with it.

"If you're as serious as you say, then yes, I will definitely do that. But if this is another ploy to get rid of him, I'm not doing it." I said.

"I'm dead serious. You just said you'll marry me." He said. "Call him."

"It's late." I said

"You know he waiting on you to call."

"He usually calls if I don't. So I'm sure my phone will be ringing any second now." I kinda laughed to myself. He's so paranoid and this is exactly what he's paranoid about. I'm not looking forward to that conversation.

As if it was done on cue, I hear a ringtone I have set to only one person on my phone.

I roll my eyes. "Shit, he's calling..."

"Right on time." He smiled. Signaling for me to answer the phone. "Put it on speaker."

"Hello?"

"You in your hotel room?" He asked.

"Hello, and yes. I've been here for a while. I'm here with Chris."

"Oh." He said, dryly.

"Yeah, so I'll just talk to you tomorrow." 

"Yeah, whatever." He said with an attitude. I knew that was gonna kill his mood.

Chris looks at me like I'm crazy but I don't want to tell him this second, her slay upset. I'll do it tomorrow when reality sets in.

"Wait. Hold up, let me say something." Chris interrupted.

Aw shit!

Before I could interject he slipped the phone out of my hand.

"What's up?" Chris said.

"What?"

"I want to talk to you about something. I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I'm here with Chanel and I've been talking to her about making things a little more serious between us. So, the relationship between y'all is going to have to end."

I just stared at Chris. I can't believe he was taking it upon himself to break up with Terrell for me. I was definitely going to do it in a more subtle way, let him down easy. But then again, I did just tell Chris I'll marry him.

"Is that right?" Terrell said

"Yeah, so don't call her no more. If you got shit at her house, we'll let you know when to pick it up."

This was supposed to be a conversation I had control over, a decision I made on my terms. But Chris was asserting himself, and there was nothing I could do to stop him without making everything more complicated.

There was a pause on the other end of the line. I could practically feel Terrell processing what he had just heard.

"Chanel, is that true?" Terrell's voice was calm, but I could hear the strain.

I reached for the phone, but Chris held it out of my reach, still looking at me with that serious expression that I was starting to resent at the moment.

"Yeah, it's true." Chris answered for me. "I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but we're making moves towards something real. It's only fair that you know what's going on."

Another long silence. I could hear Terrell breathing, trying to keep his composure.

"Chanel?" His voice was softer now, almost pleading.

I finally managed to get the phone back from Chris. "Terrell, we'll talk tomorrow, okay? This isn't how I wanted to do this." I quietly shot Chris an evil look.

"I see..." Terrell said, his voice colder now. "Guess I'll hear from you whenever you're ready."

He ended the call, and I just stared at my phone, feeling a mix of guilt, anger, and confusion. Chris watched me, waiting for my reaction.

"You shouldn't have done that." I said.

"I'm just protecting what's mine." He replied, his tone unapologetic. He even shrugged when he said it.

"I was going to handle it." I said. "I didn't want it to come off as abandonment. He has abandonment issues."

"I don't give a fuck!" Chris said. "Now we don't have to worry about it. it's done." He pulled me closer, and I just stayed there.

Maybe this wasn't so bad. It definitely wouldn't have come out the same way but at least it's one less thing I have to worry about now. What's done is done and there's no reason to dwell on it.

"Baby, I know you're tired. You need to get some rest." I said.

"Hell yeah!" He said, getting comfortable, then he pops up. "But ima eat this pussy first."

I burst out laughing as he slid between my legs. He pulled me all the way down on the bed then took my phone out of my hand and laid it on the nightstand. He opened my legs and dove right in.

"Don't be all night." I said, laughing.

He looked at me and smiled. He knew he had the power to stay down there until he was done, and he used that to his advantage. I didn't mind. This was what I signed up for, it was one of his favorite things to do, and I loved him doing it.

In the midst of what was going on, I could hear my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I wondered who the hell was calling me so late, but I didn't want him to stop, I was about to cum again.

He stopped and stuck his head up from between my legs and just looked at me. "Who the fuck is calling you?"
I shrugged, "Keep going though..." I put his head back down.

He continued, moving his tongue in circles then closing it around my clit and sucking almost unbearably fast. My body tensed, and the orgasm took over my body. I could tell he was distracted though. As soon as I was done, he reached for my vibrating phone, which was now on the second call.
He looked at it, then looked at me.

"What?" I asked. I was instantly irritated because why is that his focus right now?

"Terrell keeps calling." He said.

"So?"

"Call him back." He hands me my phone.

"Why?"

"He's calling back to back, there's obviously something he wants to talk about."

"Why do you care?" I asked, but he didn't say anything.
He positioned his body between my legs. He hovered over me, staring directly into my eyes.

"Call him." He demanded.

He knew exactly how to get me, and he always did. Not in a manipulative way, but in a way that was so sexy. He knows I crack under his pressure.

I pressed the button and put the phone to my ear.
"You didn't have to call me back." I said, after he answered.
"You got a lot of fucking nerve." Terrell said.

"Look, Terrell, Chris didn't mean any disrespect—."

"Cut the bullshit!" Terrell interrupted.

Chris started sucking my neck, and it felt so good. I could hear Terrell breathing heavily, but I kept quiet, waiting for him to finish.

"You got him doing the talking for you, Chanel?"

I didn't answer, and Chris stopped. He grabbed the phone.

"Man, don't call her anymore." He said, annoyed. "She don't want to hear from you."

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Terrell spat.

"I'm her man. She don't want shit to do with you, so leave her the fuck alone before I really get involved."

Chris handed the phone back, and I didn't know what to say. Chris didn't move, he just stared at me, waiting for me to say something.

"Terrell, we'll talk tomorrow, okay? You're upset and I don't want things to escalate."

"So he's your man? After all this time, you still letting him control your life?"

"How is he controlling my life? I'm very much in control over here."

Chris shook his head and stuck his dick in me. I completely ignored anything Terrell was saying. Chris stared into my eyes as he thrusted in and out of me slowly.

"Let him hear how you feel right now." Chris whispered to me before kissing my neck.

"CHANEL!" Terrell yelled.

"Hmm?" I answered but I was too focused on Chris. He started grinding into me and I lost it. Moaning uncontrollably, Terrell knew what was going on.

"You're fucking him?" Terrell accused.

I couldn't help but moan a little.

"Oh, now you can't talk, Chanel?"

Chris sped up his pace and I couldn't take it.

"ANSWER ME" Terrell yelled. He was losing it.

I had no clue what he asked. I tried to focus, but Chris was relentless.

"You better not hang up this fucking phone." Terrell growled.

Chris was watching me, smiling. He was loving every minute of this.

"You fucking him?" Terrell yelled again.

Chris grabbed the phone. "You should ask her if she's still fucking you after tonight."

Chris ended the call and threw the phone on the nightstand. He kissed me and started fucking me.

I didn't care who was calling or texting me, I just wanted him. He fucked me so good and I wasn't going to let anything else distract me.

After we were done, Chris collapsed onto the bed next to me. Chris wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. I could feel his heart still racing, matching my own. For a moment, we just lay there, our breathing slowly returning to normal.

Chris pressed a kiss to my forehead, his hand softly tracing patterns on my back. He looked at me with that same look he gave me the night we met. I don't know what it was then but I know what it means now.

"You know, I meant what I said earlier." he murmured, his voice low and sincere.

I looked up at him, searching his eyes. "About what?"

"About marrying you. About making this real. I don't want to just talk about it anymore."

"We've only been talking about this for a few hours." I laughed, but he didn't. He was serious.

"No more hiding. No more secrets. Just us, out in the open, for everyone to see." He said.

His words struck a chord deep within me. The truth was, I did love Chris, in a way that was intense and overwhelming. I try to control that part of me because I can't live it because of who he is. I also know that loving someone didn't mean everything would be easy,especially because of his status. The thought of finally committing fully, of letting the world in on what we had, was terrifying to me.

"You've been holding back because of what other people might think, or because of some old fears. But I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." He said, sincerely.

I thought about Terrell, about the way I'd let that situation linger for too long, about how I'd been trying to balance two different lives. Chris was right—I had been holding back.

"I want this, Chris. I'm just scared of what it might mean for everything else in my life."

"We'll figure it out." He said with a smile, then laid his head on the pillow.

Maybe this was the beginning of something amazing, something worth every risk. I just wish I could be sure that this was the right decision. That's what bothers me about this whole thing with him. The unknown scares me. But I guess if this is what I want I'll just have to take a risk.

And with that thought, I let myself drift off to sleep, ready to face whatever tomorrow might bring. Lord knows it's going to be another challenge.

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