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You both arrived at the pizza place, Chris looking very happy. He did finish before you got there, but he had the sense to pull into an empty parking lot before he had.
You both stood near the door to wait after placing your order. He wrapped his arms around you from behind in the dim lighting. You put your hands over his arms as he spoke against your ear, just above a whisper, "You're unbelievably fun, baby girl. Thanks for the treat on the way here."
You spoke through a giggle and shrugged your shoulder since his facial hair was tickling your ear, "You're welcome."
"Ooh, does that tickle?", he kissed playfully on your ear again several times, making soft noises, "Nomnomnomnom."
You giggled louder, squeezed your eyes shut and squeaked, turning your head. He was holding you firmly against him, so you couldn't really get far enough to get away. You chuckled softly as he lifted his head, smiling and saw a married couple with a toddler at one of the tables about ten feet away. They were staring, the woman rolled her eyes and the guy looked a combination of surprise and jealousy. Chris gave them a huge grin and then dipped his head down to whisper to you, "Please tell me we'll never get boring with each other."
You chortled, tilted to one side and turned your head to look up at him, "What?"
He kept whispering, "Don't look, but there was a couple over there looking at us. She looked annoyed and the poor guy looked like he wished he was me. I don't ever wanna be like that with you."
You replied looking forward, "Believe me, I don't want that either, honey."
He kissed your cheek and then the cashier called out that your pizza was ready.
You both got back to Shirley's with the pizza and stepped in when she answered the door. She pointed at you both, "You did it again, didn't you?" She grabbed the pizza box out of Chris's hands before he realized what she was doing. Yours and Chris's eyes got wide and you chuckled and she went on, heading for the kitchen, "Go wash up. You're not touching my pizza with your sex hands."
You both looked at each other shocked, but also holding back laughs as you started for the restroom.
"Damn rabbits.", she muttered just loud enough for you both to hear.
The two of you were stifling laughter now as Chris leaned close to your ear and whispered, "How the hell does she do that?"
You whispered back, "All knowing mom. You said it yourself."
He pulled down the corners of his mouth, tilted his head and nodded once, "Sure."
While you all ate, Shirley told you both lots of stories about her days past. She was such a good... And funny story teller. After helping her clean up, you both said goodnight and headed back home in the dark.
Once in the house, you both took off your jackets and kicked your shoes off under the coat rack then headed to his bedroom to change into pajamas.
As he stripped down to his underwear, you rifled through his dresser for a shirt of his to wear. You picked a red long sleeved tee when he asked, "Can you toss me a t-shirt, little love?" You tossed him a gray one and he caught it, thanking you. He started to pull it over his head.
"You're welcome, babe.", you replied as you headed for your room.
Chris called after you, moving to his dresser for pajama pants, "You don't need to change in there. I've seen you naked, ya know."
"I know, I'm getting my long socks. It's a little chilly.", you took off your shirt and bra, putting on his shirt. You were bent over facing away from the door removing your pants from your feet when he came to the doorway.
He lifted a bent arm and leaned it against the door frame while he titled his head drastically and smirked, admiring your ass in your white cotton panties peaking out a bit from under his shirt, "You wanna watch some TV, baby?"
You turned and tossed the pants in your hamper, huffing out a breath, "Yeah. Sure."
"Living room? It'll be warmer than the basement."
"Kay.", you sat on your bed to pull on the thigh high socks he'd given you for Christmas while he watched you, smiling softly. You gathered one, scrunching it up so that you could stick your toes in and pull it up your leg, letting the fabric slide out of your fingers bit by bit to cover your leg. You lifted your foot a bit high in the air while putting it on, surprising Chris, who quirked an eyebrow for a beat. You felt him staring and once the sock was on, covering your leg to mid-thigh, you turned to look at him. His face was calm and loving. You smiled a little and chuckled, "What?"
He took a deep breath, "You're so beautiful. And whoever bought you those socks knew what they were doing; you look very sexy in them."
You smiled softly and blinked, "Thank you."
You started to put the other on in the same manner as the last with him still watching. When you were done. He walked to you, crouched in front of you, placing his hands gently on your knees. He looked into your eyes and started to slowly push your legs apart, slightly, while he dropped his knees, one at a time to the floor, so he could sit back on his heels.
You watched him do so with your eyes soft, eyelids fluttering with each blink, your expression loving. Though your body was expressing excitement; your stomach fluttering, your inner walls swelling at his actions.
He looked to your thighs and licked his lips, moving his hands slowly upwards as he spoke low, "So tell me something you've always wanted,", his eyes made contact with yours again, "but no one's ever done." His hands stopped where his fingertips and thumbs were just over the hem of your thigh socks. He stroked your soft skin with his thumbs as he looked up at you expectantly.
You licked your lips slowly and bit the bottom one. "I love everything you do to me. You don't leave me wanting for anything, Chris... Except maybe more of you."
He smiled softly and tilted his head. While still on his knees, he straightened, his hands slid underneath your thighs as his front was pressed against the edge of the bed. "Come on...", he said low and then jerked on your legs pulling you against him hard as you squeaked and giggled. He slid a hand along your jaw and kissed the other side of your neck softly, once, "There's gotta be something."
You hummed, "If there was something, I wouldn't be able to think of it now with what you're doing." You chuckled.
He pulled back, still smiling, "Will you at least promise to tell me if you think of something? I want to give you what you've always wanted... Just like you did for me tonight."
You blinked slowly at him, the corners of your mouth turned up, "Promise."
He kissed your lips softly and stood, taking your hand and leading you to the living room to watch some TV. At one point, he went to use the restroom and get a water for each of you. You sat on the couch watching the screen and the power went out. You stood and started to round the love seat, keeping contact with the furniture; it was black with all the windows covered and the night sky outside full of dark clouds.
Chris called from the kitchen only a second after everything went dark, "You okay, love?" He was already heading toward you.
"Yeah.", you stopped at the back of the love seat, your hand resting on it.
"Stay where you are, I can't see a fuckin' thing and I don't wanna hurt you.", he chuckled, his footsteps and voice coming closer. "Maaarco..."
You giggled, "Polooo..." God, you loved how silly he was.
"Maaarco..."
You didn't make a sound, smirking in the dark.
His footsteps stopped.
There was a long pause and you took long, slow breaths silently through your mouth, thinking he was probably listening for it.
He took a step and stopped, his voice was low, "Baaabyyy..."
You bit your lip and smiled. Thinking you might be tricky, you turned your back to where his voice was coming from and said quietly, "Hoooneeey..."
He had heard a light rustling from your movement, focusing on the direction of the sound. While your voice sounded like it had come from somewhere else, he knew that trick and knew that your sounds of movement hadn't travelled anywhere. He took two more silent steps and called out softly again, "Baaabyyy..."
You didn't respond. He was getting really close. You were also listening intently for sounds, your eyes gazing to the side in the blackness.
His voice was quiet and deep, "I'm gonna find you, sweetheart... And when I do... I'm gonna fuck you until you're begging me to stop."
He had intended to keep talking to get you excited and then listen for quickened, heavier breathing. But, when he finished his thought, you offered more than he expected in a nearly silent gasp at his words.
You squeezed your eyes shut. Dammit. Within a matter of a few seconds you could feel your backside grow a little warmer, though nothing touched you.
"Found you."
His voice was so close that it starled you slightly, making you jerk. His warm hands then found your waist without having to feel out where you were. He gripped your sides firmly as he took one step closer to rest his body against yours. You could feel his breath on your hair, close to your ear. He whispered, "And what did I say I'd do when I found you?"
You sighed and felt a flutter in your lower belly, your voice soft, "Fuck me until I'm begging you to stop."
He hummed and you felt him growing rigid quickly, "Mmm, is that an answer or a demand, baby girl?"
You whispered, "Yes."