Chapter dedication: xWhoAteMyPizzax

Song of recommendation for the chapter: Zayn Malik - Pillow Talk 🎶 🎶

Day 3 challenge: Have sex twice in a day.

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Lee was elbows deep in foamy water when Dom poked his head through the doorway to wish her a goodnight.

"I hope to see more of you," he said with a wink. "Good night."

"You will." She smiled. "Thank you for doing this for Chris. You're one true friend. Goodnight."

Dom nodded before exiting the kitchen. Lee stared at the door for few minutes before returning to the task at hand. Steph and her husband were the last of the guest to leave which meant Chris would be with her shortly.  Lee tried to build up her courage to tell him about what she did with King. Adrian had stopped her from blurting it out on the dance floor and she chickened out the second time.

Third time was the lucky charm.

She was a bit scared of what Chris would say if she told him, but it needed to be said. It was better to lay it down now and end things, if necessary, than build a relationship on lies and secrets. It would save them from a future heartbreak.

Lee jumped when arms encircled her waist from behind. Chris' cologne filled her senses as he nibbled on her earlobe.

"Hey," she said, her breath coming out in short, steady pants. "Happy birthday."

Chris chuckled. "I don't feel that old yet. Aren't you supposed to feel that you've aged for a day or something?"

"Or something." Lee laughed. "Some times you say the weirdest things. They're cute but weird."

Chris made an offended sound. "It hurts my ego when someone says I'm cute." He pulled back and pinched her butt. "Don't call me cute!"

"You did not just do that," she gasped.

Lee whirled around, hands full of soapy foam, and shook her hand in his direction. Suds sailed through the air and landed on Chris' face, shirt and hair. Lee doubled over with laughter at the shocked look on his face.

"The look on your face," she grabbed her ribs as she tried to contain her mirth. "That'll teach you not to pinch my butt next time."

"You think this is funny?" Chris stalked towards her, his movement was slow and precise.

Lee backed away from the sink with her arms raised as a shield. "Don't you dare, Chris. Don't you—"

Chris scooped a handful of suds and rubbed it over her face. He began to laugh, too, when she glared at him. She was a sight to be seen. Her face looked like a dishwasher spit on it.

"So, that's how it is? You're on, baby." Lee also scooped up suds and rubbed it in his carefully styled hair.

Then it became a game of who could get most of the suds on each other. Lee ran around the kitchen island in attempt to escape from his wandering hands, while he chased her down. Their laughter mingled and echoed throughout the house. Lee knew the neighbors must be getting an earful, but she didn't care. It wasn't everyday she got to act like a child without looking weird. Chris seemed to be having a great time because his eyes shone with happiness and his whole face lit up like the sky on the fourth of July.

It was a beautiful sight.

"Surrender, Ledia." He told her from where he stood on the other side of the breakfast table. "Submit to your Lord or face the consequences."

Lee stuck out her tongue at him. "You can't make me do anything, m'lord. And have you ever seen a true rebel surrender? Catch me if you can!"

With a growl, he leaned over the table and grabbed her gown at the waist. Lee collapsed against the table in a fit of laughter. Chris tightened his grip as he slid across to table to where she was standing. His shinning face came into her view.

"Got you," he said. "Now, you have to pay the price for defying me and refusing to surrender when I asked."

Lee pushed her body into his until only a few inches separated their mouths. "And what would that be, your wickedness."

Chris' grin stretched from ear to ear. "This." He dug his fingers into her ribs and ran them back and forth. Lee thrashed against his body, tears streaming down her face from how much she was laughing. "I won't stop until you surrender."

"No, please, anything but this." Lee tried to escape from his merciless fingers. "Please, Chris. Stop!"

"Say the magic word, baby."

Could someone die from too much laughter?

Lee felt so happy that her insides sang a joyous rhythm. Must be how angels feel each time they see the beauty that was God. Light filled everywhere until it was almost blinding and worries died a horrible, stinking death. All that mattered was the happiness that seemed to go on and on.

Finally, she gave in. "I surrender! I surrender!"

His fingers stopped their torture and his arms encircled her waist and pulled her against him until her breast was crushed against his chest. They grinned at each other like a pair of loonies and their eyes held firmly.

Lee let her hands slide up his shoulders until they became locked around his neck. Their gaze never left each other as their mirth died out to be replaced by something warm, soft and heartwarming. Chris' hands moved up her back, caressed the junction at her neck, then moved into her hair to grab fistfuls. Lee knew what was coming and she was prepared.

Her eyes slid close as she rose to her toes to meet his soft, soft lips halfway. Their lips pressed together, stayed that way as they just savoured the feeling of lips on lips. His hands gentled their grip of her hair and began to caress it instead. Fire arched between them. It burned so hot and so bright that it raised higher and higher until their bodies began to burn in the orange flame.

Their tongues slipped into each others mouth and the animals came out to play. Teeth clashed, lips sucked and sucked, spits were swapped and tongues tasted. Chris hands grabbed her thighs and hoisted her up so that she sat on the edge of the table. Their lips held firmly and only parted as clothes were removed and tossed in different parts of the room.

Lee threw her head back with a gasp when his hot mouth closed over her aching nipples for a deep suction. His skilled fingers played with the other nipple, rolling it between thumb and index finger. Chris' mouth moved to the other nipple to give it the same treatment, then he kissed the valley between her breasts.

She gripped the edge of the table when he kissed his way down to her navel and dipped his tongue inside it. He sucked and licked everywhere on her upper body leaving tiny marks in his trail. Unable to take it anymore, Lee grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to hers. She felt the strong tip of his cock at her wet opening. Lee pulled her legs back to accommodate his hot length.

"Yes!" She sighed when he pushed into her in one swift thrust. "Fuck me!"

Chris placed one palm above her butt to hold her firmly for his deep, almost brutal thrust, while his other hand fondled her breasts alternatively.  Their moans and grunts fills the room and their body slicked with sweat. The sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed in the kitchen.

Fire built and they raced towards the galaxy defying all odds and gravity. Lee felt like Icarus flying so close to the sun and not knowing how to stop. The fire started from her groin, licked up her belly, into her breasts until it spread all over her body. Then she was hurtling away from the sun. Stars exploded behind her lids until all she could see was blinding brightness and nothing more. She heard Chris' groan of completion, but for the life of her couldn't move a muscle.

Lee surrendered to the brightness.

*

When she finally came out of the fog, Lee found herself on the bed in Chris' room. He was nowhere in sight, but the sound of running water told of where he was. Lee couldn't move her limp muscles enough to decide if she wanted to join him in there.

The sound of taking a bath right now was as exciting as drinking a tepid coffee.

It seemed their time with each other kept getting better and better. Lee had never blacked out after sex before. It seemed Chris brought out new discoveries about herself each day. And it was only day three.

The water shut off. There was silence, then the door opened and Chris stepped into the room, bringing some of the steam with him. He was in his birthday suit and was drying his hair with a small blue towel. A quick glance at her own body confirmed that she was also naked.

Happy naked night.

Lee snorted which startled Chris. He stared at her as if to be sure if she wasn't loosing it and when he became satisfied with whatever he saw, he grinned. Chris tossed the towel into the hamper beside his closet before padding across the room to the bed. He settled in beside her and pulled her into his arms.

Before Lee could talk her lips was captured in a soft, lazy kiss. She was grinning when he pulled back. "Someone looks happy to see me."

Chris bopped her nose. "I am. I think my cock must have sedated you. I can't believe you passed out after you came."

"You bring out the attributes I didn't even know I have."

Chris frowned and bit his lip. "Is that. . . like . . . a bad thing?"

She shook her head. "I hope not. But I seem to like it." Lee rested her head on his shoulder, inhaling the smell of his soap. She let it fill her senses until it was ingrained in her head, then she sighed. "My bones feels like they are made of jelly."

"The power of my cock."

Lee slapped his arm. "Stop saying that. You're making me imagine things that are so wicked it's outrageous."

"Tell me."

"I am getting this image of a billboard on the highways with you as the topic. Well, your dick as the topic with some cheesy line that says 'Dickicine. Guaranteed to help you fall asleep within seconds. Tested and trusted'."

Chris' chest rippled with laughter. And what a beautiful sound it was right under her ears. "My mother would have a coronary if she sees it."

"I bet."

He rubbed his hands in small circular motion on her back. "Ledia, I have to tell you something."

Lee pulled out of his arms and sat up on the bed. She wrapped the sheets around herself. "I have something to tell you too."

Chris sat up and pulled her into his arms. "Does it have to do with what you wanted to tell me earlier?" At her nod, he said, "Since you're so scared to tell me, let's do it this way. There's a game Amanda and I played when we were young. We would lay on our back with our feet by each others head and make a call where we tell each other everything without seeing each other's face. It helps words come out easier and honestly."

Lee's heart became so full that she felt it was going to burst out of its hiding place. Chris was just too considerate. He helped her even when she didn't ask for it. How did she get so lucky?

Unable to speak past the lump in her throat, she nodded. Then they lay down beside each other, Lee faced the bottom of the bed while Chris faced the head. She felt Chris wrap his palm around one of her feet and she did the same.

He pressed a finger on her big toe. "Ring, ring. Is anyone home?"

"Beeep." She pressed down on his big toe. "Who am I speaking with?"

"Christopher Ross at your service, ma'am. You can bare your soul to me without any worries."

Lee took a deep breath and exhaled quietly. Chris, God bless him, waited patiently. He didn't even move. Lee told herself she could do this and she wouldn't see his expression since he was turned away from her. She was glad for that and at the same time she wanted to see his face. Schooling her features to blank and preparing for the worse, she told him.

"I kissed someone tonight."

Silence.

Lee's heart thumped so hard that she thought he could also hear it. She held her breath as she waited for any sign that he heard what she said. For few minutes, he remained quiet. Then he pressed her toe.

"Who is he?"

"His name is Kingston Martin. My sister introduced him to me and he just asked me to dinner as friends. I agreed. When he brought me back to the bakery it just kind of happened. I knew I had to tell you about it. I'm sorry, Chris."

He sighed. "Do you love him?"

"W-what?" she frowned. "I don't. I am just so confused right now. But I know I want to be with you. I understand if you want to terminate t—"

He squeezed her toe. "I would do no such thing. I wouldn't say I'm not hurt, because I am, but I appreciate your honesty. I know you still believe that this wouldn't work out and it's only been three days."

"That doesn't excuse what I did."

"No, it doesn't."

Wow, he wasn't giving an inch. Lee knew it was her own fault, but he wasn't yelling and stomping about, which was a good sign.

"I am not one of those possessive guys who stomp their feet and stake claim over their partners just because they can't see past their green eyed monster when they see their partners with the opposite sex. But I don't want an open relationship either."

"Do you want me to stop seeing him? I can do that if you want."

"No. He is your friend and I have no right to choose the people you wish to be in your life. That decision is yours. I just want you to promise me something."

"What's that?"

"Promise me that if you end up choosing him, you would let me know, okay? Also, don't get intimate with him until we break the ties between us. Can you do that?"

Lee nodded, then spoke up when she realized that he couldn't see her. "Yes. I promise to let you know."

They remained still, the mood already ruined with what was said. Lee felt bad for ruining his happiness on his birthday. She shouldn't have kissed King, she knew that now. Yet, there was no use crying over spilt milk. It was all gone and in the past. She'd just have to draw the line in the near future.

A press on her toe startled her out of her thought. She raised up on her elbows to see Chris staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Come here."

Lee scrambled up the bed and into his arms with a happy sigh. "I'm sorry."

"Shhh. Something's are just out of our control, it's how we deal with the aftermath that matters." He kissed her nose. "Enough with the sad talk, I have something to tell you too."

Lee grinned up at him. "Like what?" Her hands went south of his body and grabbed his penis. It began to harden under her hand. "Like this one?"

Chris laughed. "Dirty, dirty Lee."

"I have a good teacher, it seems."

"Indeed." He hummed. "That's not what I meant. We can't just be having sex all the time without a little fun which was why I came up with this idea. What if we choose something to do everyday? Something that's fun and would let us spend some time together."

"I like that. My schedule is flexible so I can take some time off. So, who is choosing first?"

"I am. I already have something planned all you need to do is be there."

"I gather that this is a surprise, so I wouldn't ask where we're going. But what am I wearing?"

"Something to protect you against the chill, but it should be sunny tomorrow. Just wear something you're comfortable with. I will pick you up by lunch time. "

"Okay." Her arms moved up and down his erection with a steady grip. "Now that we have that out of the way. . ."

"You naughty vixen. I'll teach you to wake the sleeping lion."

Then he pounced on her and proceeded to show her exactly what he meant.

A/N:

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