Chapter 47

***Chrissy***

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Dayle has ignored me all through the time.
It’s past three days now and it onlytastes like hell and rejection. Even if he is at fault, I can't help but need his existence around me. I'm out here with my Egan but my mind keeps travelling back to him.
Tonight, I’m letting Dayle go. I odnt wabtbto torture myself any longer, i want ti accept the fact that we can’t. Besides, i was the one who set the boubdaries, i should be the one to keep most of it. Right? I've thought about Dayle more than a hundred times now, fantasizing over him and I want to end it. Egan is the one for me, he's good to me, nice to me, he keeps up with all my crankiness, he makes the most of out time together; making me happy. I love him and I wish to make it up to him. That way, I would not think of Dayle anymore. I'd finally get to clear off the deadly illusions in my head.
“Do you think that Thanos is better than Kang? Fuck! I can't decide, baby! But Kang should!” Egan says and I smile, we are seeing The Avengers movie, and truth be told, my mind has whisked away from it. Initially, it was my idea and now guess who's losing the most interest? Me. Fuck. I've seen him stare at me when I'm not looking, i know that he's withholding himself as best as possible. It's understandable that her first was t to pressure me, since it has been an epic fail a night before the last one, I turned him down. He was fucked up but promised not to bother me about us having sex. How sweet.
Earlier at school, I saw Amber’s post. It was explainable as ever. How do you explain this?
<<If I could have some anyone for eternity, that would be @Sexgod! Working with you is pretty impactful!❤️📚🍷>>
I get it that she's now carrying the position of Girl president but I know the other side if it. The night before it was announced, Dayle returned home smelling like her... I know how she smells—it clung to him like a skin.
I didn't need a map to tell me that he had gone to Amber on the day we argued, I'm not the smartest like Einstein but I can decode certain things.
“Babe, are you even paying attention? Is there something you wanna talk about?” he asks turning fully to me. Dammit! He figured that I'm not listening or paying attention to the movie I selected.
“Oh uh... It's nothing at all. I'm - I'm perfect, E!” I tell him but his wringing is telling me off. He knows that I'm not being honest. He turns off the TV with the remote controller. He takes my hands into his and kisses my knuckles. A wet kiss at that. He cups my chin with a hand and scrutinizes me.
“Thinking about it?”
“No, why?” I chuckle. “What are YOU thinking about, Egan?” I ask him, we start smiling at each other. He rakes his hair with a hand and looks way shyly. I know what he's thinking, I'm thinking the same too.
“Ways to please you!” he snaps under his breath.
“I heard that!” I nudge him playfully and he laughs out. I’m turned on by what I'm thinking, I want him to be my distraction, I want him to make me feel like I don't need Dayle. Which I don't. Perhaps.
“I won't break my promise, without your consent.” he reminds me and I take his hand and place on my chest—my boobs actually. If I want romantic to happen, I'd kickstart it. His eyes widen, he didn't expect that reaction, neither did I.
“Ch-Chrissy? We won’t do it if you don't want!” he says to me innocently. I know that he could have gotten his way around me if he had longed wanted to but he never did. He loved me and buried his desires. I know that he wants me and I want him too, I give up trying to hope on Dayle.
I mean, if he could go ahead and fuck Amber with no feelings—even making her experience THAT memorable? Fuck Dayle, why did I have so much trust in him? A bigger player would always remain a bigger player... I pause my thinking to focus on the guy in front of me, he's worth every time.
“I want to do it...” he gives me a questionable stare, again, he didn't expect that. “Yes Egan, I want you to do it with you! I'm ready, just in case you are wondering...” I explain to him but he faintly smiles.
“Chriss, I don't wanna pressure you. You're worth the wait—” he says to me
“Egan, I've thought about it a billion times and this... would make me happier! Do it for me then!” I add and he smiles broadly at me.
“Enough baby, sex or no sex—I really love you Chrissy but... but it doesn't mean that I I've never dreamt of making love to you. I always do!” he light heartedly tells me.
“Prove it!” I almost whisper.
He takes off his tank top before he leans towards me gently. His lips crash on mine, slow and continuous, I kneel comfortably on the bee as he engulfs me with his kisses.
He trails soft kisses on my neck, he then lands on my cleavage, his hands shove my top over my head, I feel the goosebumps all over my upper body, I have no bra on since I been wearing a hoodie before I took it off.
“Fuck Chrissy, you're so beautiful!” he says under his breath, he guides me until my back lands on the soft sheets. He grabs my boobies and massages them tenderly. When his lips lands on my hardened buds, my world goes ablaze... It's a sensation that I haven't felt this way in thousand times...
He takes off my bumper shorts. A hand of his slides down, below my waistline. He reaches for my thong...
“Rip it!”
I instruct him and he obeys like a loyal dog, he kisses his way down to my cunt, I whimper pleasurably. He starts formulating endless spirals against my clit, he dips his tongue in and out…
“Ah… Ah… Mmm, fuck me!”
It escapes my unsealed lips, he fingers me alongside. I can't handle the bridling heat, I start to jerk and squirm, my gris his head, the more he digs into me with teases, the more I'm most likely to splash...
“Cum on my face baby, cum on me now!”
He says to me like he's in my mind, my toes curl and therefore there's an explosion.
I cum on him. He gapes at me, my juice on his face.
“Yes baby, how much more do you want me?” he looks sweet at me as his lips come crashing on mine, I taste my juice too. Fuck. It gets me more aroused by it.
He strips himself off his trouser and briefs. Dear being, he is huge. Staring at his hard rod, I fantasize over him instantly.
“Would you keep me waiting for that long, bad boy?” I ask him innocently and he smirks at me. He leans towards me guides his member into my hole.
“I'm not gonna hurt you!” he whispers in my ear and I nod positively. He pushes it in and I wrap my arms tightly around him, as he slowly deepens his motion. It's hurting but in a bittersweet way, i’ve never known a guy before, my body is adapting. My walls are tightening around his dick, he starts to increase his motion, and the pain doesn't surfaces that much. He strokes my hole like master owning his employee. He kisses and caresses my thighs on the spot.
It's incredible, being fucked by Egan Montez. I'm feeling ecstatic, whisking my body into another realm of feeling. I can't pretend, there's no reason for it, I love every feeling. It's genuine and precise.
“You are the fucking best Chriss,” Egan lets out. “I love you so much, baby!” he engulfs my with kisses and the procedure keeps on. He's very careful with me since it's my first time, I propel him to fuck me more. I don't keep to my words to myself
“Fuck me, Egan!” I moan out.

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When my eyes open from the lengthy sleep I was drawn into, I turn to him but he's still asleep. I rest my head on his chest, back to how it has been. I embrace him like I'm gonna lose humanly moment and that's when he pulls me closer. He beams. He places a soft kiss on my head.
“I gotta go now, remember?” I tell him sweetly, he pulls a sad face across.
“Fuck! Stay with me baby, I need you this close all times!” he complains under his breath and I snuggle his nose playfully. “Let's shower and then you'd drive me home?”
“My duty, angel!” he snaps.
I take a glance at my cell phone, it's several minutes past Seven o'clock. Okay. I should be home by, I've been out since 2 pm.
Several minutes pass by, Egan and I descend the stairs that leads to living room and I'm shocked who I see firsthand. at Dayle. He's paranoid, his look says it all.
“Sup D, you didn't tell me you were coming by—”
“I'm here for my SISTER! Boyfriend Egan!” he scowls Egan sarcastically.
Egan gives him a questionable look, he's not cool and so am I.
“You've got to be fucking kidding my ass, Dayle!” Egan fires back angrily at him.
“Chriss, let's get home!” he snaps pulling me by the arm as we storm off.
“The fuck, Dayle?! I'm gonna so fuck you up!” Egan cusses at Dayle. What's going on?