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❥ CHRIS ❥

From the moment she was laid bare before me, I knew she was mine. Her body was a work of art, every curve, every inch exposed only to me, vulnerable in a way that drove me to the brink of madness. Her skin glowed in the dim light, and her chest rose and fell with quick, desperate breaths, making her breasts bounce slightly as she tried to hold herself together. But she couldn’t—not with me watching her like this.

I fucked up asking her favorite color, and when she said she was staring at it—staring at me—I felt something shift inside me. My heart... it fucking moved. I wasn’t used to that. The way her words hit me, how they softened me in the middle of this moment... it threw me off. So, I did the only thing I could. I kissed her. I kissed her like I needed her breath to survive.

Oh fuck, she tasted so good.

I’ve kissed plenty of women, had my fair share over the years, but this—this kiss erased them all. Her lips, swollen and needy, clung to mine like she couldn’t get enough, and I felt the same way. And the sounds—God, the sounds she made. Her moans had me losing it. I wanted to hear them over and over. Hell, I wanted to put my cock back in her mouth just to see if she'd make those same noises while she took me again.

But I didn’t. Not yet. Not until I broke her down completely.

"Chris," she gasped, pulling her lips away from mine, her breath ragged, and I took my chance. My mouth moved to her ear, licking the sensitive skin there, biting it just enough to make her moan. Her body arched beneath me, soft and begging for more.

"Please, just fuck me." The desperation in her voice was everything. She wasn’t the type to beg, I knew that. But here she was, falling apart for me, wanting me. Needing me.

I smirked against her ear, loving how lost she was in lust, how she was pleading with me. But I wasn’t done. Not yet.

"Not yet, love," I whispered, my lips trailing down her neck to her chest. Her breasts were perfect, the nipples already hard from how worked up she was. I couldn’t help but tease her more. I wrapped my mouth around one, sucking hard while my fingers pinched the other. She let out a loud moan, her hands gripping my hair, pulling me closer, as if that would make me move faster.

I would’ve laughed at how eager she was, given how many times she resisted me before, but there was no way I was breaking this moment.

I played with her breasts a little longer, letting her body react under my touch, each lick and bite making her squirm. Then, slowly, I kissed my way down, my lips brushing over her stomach, feeling the way she tensed with every little touch. Her abs flexed beneath my tongue, and it drove me wild knowing I had her like this—knowing I could take my time and make her crave me even more.

Finally, I reached the place I’d been dying to taste again. I spread her legs apart, lowering myself between her thighs, and the second my mouth touched her, she let out a scream that echoed in the room.

"Oh fuck!" she cried, her legs trembling around my head as I devoured her. She moved her hips, riding the rhythm of my tongue, completely giving in to the pleasure. "Oh gosh, Christopher," she moaned, her voice cracking, the sound of it sending a pulse of heat straight through me.

"Put your hands in my hair, love," I murmured against her, looking up at her flushed face. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted, completely dumbfounded by what I was doing to her. But she nodded, obeying me without hesitation. Good girl.

I smirked as her fingers tangled in my hair, and without wasting another second, I thrust my tongue deeper inside her, moving faster. Her hips bucked against me, pushing harder as if she wanted more—needed more. I let her take control for a moment, watching the way she moved, loving every second of it.

But then I decided to take it back. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them upward as I continued to lick and suck at her, and she groaned, her body going taut as the pleasure hit her full force.

Her back arched off the bed, her chest heaving as her moans filled the room. God, the way she responded to me, it was fucking perfect.

Her legs trembled as I added another finger, pumping in and out of her, and the sounds she made only got louder. My free hand moved to her breast again, pinching her nipple hard enough to make her cry out my name.

"Chris!" she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably now. Her breasts bounced with every thrust of my fingers, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of her falling apart beneath me.

"Look at you," I growled, my voice thick with need. "Taking me so well. You’re so fucking beautiful like this."

Her body trembled, her walls clenching around my fingers as I thrust harder, faster, pushing her closer to the edge. I wanted her to break for me, to scream my name until she couldn't breathe.

"Come on, love," I coaxed, feeling her tighten around me. "Let go for me. I want to hear you scream my name."

And with one final thrust, she shattered.

I watch as her body trembles beneath me, completely spent, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. I smirk, loving how I’ve reduced her to this state, and I lean back, my fingers sliding out of her slowly. Her thighs are still trembling, her face flushed and dazed, but I can’t help but wonder if she’s done yet.

“Are you tired, love?” I ask, my voice soft but teasing as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

She shakes her head, and it’s the tiniest motion—just enough to tell me she’s not finished. My smirk grows wider as I reach into my pocket, pulling out a condom.

Sarah’s eyes widen in surprise when she sees it. “Who on earth keeps condoms in their pocket?”

“Someone who has a fucking vixen next door and has been waiting for this moment, love.” My voice is rougher than before, more primal, and I can see the way her breath hitches at my words. I tear the foil packet open with my teeth, never breaking eye contact with her.

Her eyes follow every movement as I roll the condom onto my hard dick, her lips parting slightly as she watches. Fuck, she’s so into this.

“You ready, love?” I ask again, giving her one last chance to back out. I’d let her go if she asked—even if my body is on the verge of exploding. She nods, her eyes locked on mine, filled with anticipation and need.

“Good. Now spread your legs for me.”

She does it without hesitation, parting her thighs and exposing herself completely to me. My chest tightens at the sight of her, so bare, so perfect, just for me. I lean down, giving her a soft kiss, a moment of tenderness before I completely ruin her.

“Are you ready?” I ask again, my lips brushing against hers.

“Yes, Chris, please just put it in me.”

Thank fuck. I guide myself to her entrance, teasing her just a little, feeling the heat of her against me. Then, slowly, I push inside.

Her gasp is soft but sharp, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she adjusts to the sensation. I groan low in my throat, the tightness of her around me nearly sending me over the edge right then and there.

I kiss her neck, letting my lips drag against her skin as I move deeper. “You okay?” I murmur, needing to make sure.

“Go deeper, Chris. Just fuck me hard,” she groans, pushing herself against me, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer. That should’ve hurt, but fuck, I’m so into it.

“As my lady wants,” I growl, and with one hard thrust, I bury myself inside her completely. We both moan at the same time, and I feel her walls tighten around me, squeezing me so perfectly that it feels like my cock might fall apart.

“Oh fuck, Sarah,” I groan, thrusting harder, deeper, as her body moves in sync with mine. “You feel so fucking good.”

She doesn’t answer with words. Instead, she screams my name, her voice filling the room as she loses herself to the pleasure.

“Oh lord!” she cries out.

“Nuh-uh,” I grit my teeth, my hand sliding up to her throat, squeezing just enough to make her gasp. “You meant to say, Oh, Chris.”

Her eyes snap open at the pressure on her throat, and I feel her legs tighten around my waist as I thrust even deeper into her. She’s completely gone, lost in the rhythm of my hips, her body surrendering to everything I’m giving her.

“You like this, don’t you?” I growl, my hips slamming into hers as I hit that perfect spot inside her, the one that makes her eyes widen in surprise. Her hands clench the blankets so hard her knuckles turn white, and for a second, she closes her eyes, overwhelmed.

But I can’t have that. I want all of her.

I slow my movements, dragging my cock in and out of her at a torturously slow pace until she opens her eyes again.

“Chris, go faster,” she begs, her voice breathless and desperate.

“Then don’t close your eyes, love,” I command, keeping my thrusts slow, making her feel every inch of me.

She rolls her eyes, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. “So you want me to keep looking at you the whole time?”

“Yeah,” I smirk, pushing into her again, “or this will go even slower.”

“You’re crazy,” she mutters, frustration lacing her voice.

“And you’re horny. So choose.”

Her lips part as if she’s about to curse me out, but instead, she pushes her hips against mine, meeting my thrust. That's my girl.

I pick up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper, and this time, she doesn’t look away. She keeps her eyes on mine, watching me as I take her, as I push her closer to the edge again. This is how I want her—completely mine, completely lost in me.

And by the time I’m done, there will be no question that she’ll come back for more. This won’t be a one-time thing. Not with the way she’s screaming my name now.

I lift one of her legs, giving myself better access to that sweet, perfect entrance. With each deep, hard thrust, her lips part, her breath hitching as she clutches the blankets beneath her. It’s like she’s never felt this before—never had anyone fuck her this raw, this passionate, this hard.

And I’ll give it to her. I’ll fucking give in to those eyes, if only she’d throw away that goddamn contract and just let me make her see stars.

I pull out, my cock throbbing as I stroke it, the sight of her glistening and trembling in front of me enough to send a man over the edge. But I won’t finish yet—not until I’ve had her in every way I want.

“Turn over for me, love. I want you on all fours.”

She doesn’t hesitate, flipping for me like she’s been waiting for this moment all along, presenting that soft, round ass to me. Fuck, she’s gorgeous, and I can’t help but admire the way she’s ready for me.

“Fuck me now, Chris. I want that dick inside me,” she pleads, her voice strained with desire. I smirk because I know she doesn’t even realize what she’s asking for. That’s how far gone she is. And that’s how I like it.

I smack her ass hard, watching as her skin reddens from the impact. She moans, the sound driving me insane.

“You like that, love?” I ask, bringing my hand down harder this time, and she moans again, louder.

“Chris,” she growls, her patience wearing thin, “enough with this, just put it in me.” She’s thrusting her ass against me now, rubbing herself on my cock, practically begging for it. It’s almost like we’re dry-humping, but that’s not what I want. Not even close.

“You’re such a greedy woman,” I mock her, and with that, I plunge back inside her without warning, hard and fast.

“Fuck!” she shouts, her head falling forward as her body shakes from the force of it. Perfect.

“You want this dick, right?” I tease, my voice rough, barely holding back the primal urge to pound into her even harder.

She nods quickly, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She’s completely at my mercy, and I love it.

“Chris?” Her voice is soft, almost vulnerable.

“Yes, love?”

She turns her head, her eyes locking onto mine. “Please… kiss me.”

Like I’d ever say no to that.

“Of course,” I growl, grabbing her by the neck and pulling her toward me as I lean down to crush my lips against hers. It’s messy, desperate, and fucking perfect. I thrust harder, feeling her body tighten around me, knowing how close she is. Her tongue meets mine, and she moans louder, giving in completely.

“Oh Chris, I’m coming,” she chants like a prayer, her hands gripping the pillow as I hold her hips, slamming into her like a madman.

How could I not when I’m buried in the sweetest thing I’ve ever felt?

“Oh fuck, Sarah,” I groan, my pace quickening as the pressure builds inside me. “I’m so fucking close.”

Her head falls forward again, her hair a mess around her face as her body quivers beneath me. “Chris… I’m coming!” she screams, her entire body trembling as she lets go, her walls squeezing me tighter as she releases.

“Come for me, love,” I growl, and with one final thrust, I spill into the condom, my body convulsing as I find my own release, groaning her name as I empty myself inside her.

For a moment, the room is filled with nothing but our heavy breathing, the sound of our heartbeats pounding in our ears as we come down from the high. I pull out slowly, my body still trembling as I take in the sight of her.

Fuck, she looks incredible. Her skin glows with the sheen of sweat, her body spent but still beautiful, and I can’t stop myself from lowering down, placing soft kisses along her waist, up her stomach, until I reach her neck.

“Let’s go again,” I whisper against her ear, kissing all the spots I knew was her weakness.

She shivers beneath me, her breath hitching at my words.

This will be long night, I'll make sure of that.

I had no idea how long we went at it, how many condoms were scattered on the floor, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was that I was making damn sure Sarah would never forget this night. With the number of hickeys I left on her body, she’d get the point.

Right now, she was asleep, maybe after the fifth round—hell, I’d lost count. And as for me? My dick didn’t seem to want to get the message that it was done, but I ignored the cruel bastard and instead let myself enjoy the warmth of her body pressed against mine.

I traced slow, lazy circles on her back as she lay curled up beside me. Her soft snores filled the room, and for some reason, it made me smile.

I liked this.

I wasn’t used to staying after sex. Most of them had been one-night stands, and even when I was with Jennifer, I always left, even when she asked me to stay. It didn’t feel necessary. I was all about the act of sex, not the intimacy that came after. They were two different things.

But this... staying in Sarah’s room, her body pressed against mine, the silence so calm for the first time since I’d returned to this godforsaken place I call home—I didn’t mind it at all.

The moment shattered when my phone started ringing from where my trousers lay discarded on the floor.

Sarah stirred beside me, her face scrunching up in her sleep, but I kissed her forehead gently. “Ignore it, love. Sleep.”

She nodded drowsily and moved even closer to me, her body molding to mine in a way that made me feel so fucking warm, but I had to pull away. Unfortunately.

I leaned over, reached for my trousers, and fished out my phone. Without looking at the screen, I pressed answer. “What?”

"Chris? Did I wake you up?" Alex’s voice came through the line, shaky and breathless, instantly putting me on edge. Something was wrong.

“What’s wrong, Alex? Are you alright?”

“No, I’m not. I…” She paused, and I could hear her breathing falter on the other end. “I wanted to tell you this when I got to the palace, but I just couldn’t say it while looking at you.”

I sat up straight, my chest tightening. “Tell me. What’s going on?”

“I’m p-pregnant, Chris,” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m pregnant… and I want to keep the baby.”

Oh, fuck.

My hand clenched around the phone as I stared at nothing, The weight of worde crashing down on me like a wave.

Pregnant?

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WOAH CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE THREE CHAPTERS OF SMUT.

AND ALEX JUST HAD TO RUIN THE MOMENT

SHE'S PREGNANT. HOPE THE KING DOESN'T FIND OUT

AND LESS I NOT FORGET, CHRISTOPHER IS A BEAST IN BED!!! AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR SARAH'S REACTION WHEN SHE WAKE UP HEHE.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER 💋💋💋