A Magical Night
Author's Note: this is a short fic for "Chance Encounters" *but* it's not about Kamryn and Marshall! Sorry! My sister said that I didn't give Proof and Christie enough attention so this one's for her!! This takes place between Chapters 10 and 11! Enjoy!~*~
Kamryn, Marshall, Christie and Proof sat in the living room in awkward silence. It had been an emotional day for all of them. The scene with Kim on the front lawn still lingered freshly in their minds."I'm going to bed." Kamryn said yawning as she got up and headed for the stairs.
Marshall watched her as she trudged up the stairs. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was in such emotional turmoil. The fear that she could have been hurt during her confrontation with Kim had made him physically ill.
He sighed "I'ma go to my studio and work on some beats" he uttered as he headed out in the same direction that Kamryn had.
Proof and Christie sat silently staring at each other from across the room. It had been so hard to sit there with Kamryn and Marshall and pretend like nothing had changed between them.
"Proof" Christie said feeling a bit self conscious "wanna go up to my room?"
His head snapped up and he looked at her with longing "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure." she said with a nervous laugh.
He crossed the room to her and grabbed her hand helping her off the couch. They stared at each other with intensity. She reached her hand up to caress his face before grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the stairs.
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Proof and Christie had made it to her room and shed their clothes in a frenzy. They now stood mere inches away from each other. Eyes locked, completely naked.
Christie was nervous. Her fingers trembled as she lightly trailed them over DeShaun's naked chest. His breath hitched and his muscles tensed as her soft feminine fingers danced over his exposed flesh. She continued her exploration moving lower until she reached his manhood. Alive with desire for her. His breathing became labored as she wrapped her delicate hand around his jutting desire and began to stroke him in torturously slow motions.
"Christie" he whispered bending down to imprison her lips in a punishing kiss.
She moaned at the electrical shocks dancing up her spine and her hand squeezed him tighter. His body reacted violently. It was as if a fire had started low in his belly and was spreading like mad through his entire body. He broke the mind blowing kiss and she released him running her hands back up his chest. He lifted her up into his arms carrying her over to the bed and gently laying her down.
He crawled up the side of her body and hovered over her "I have to know for sure" he whispered "do you want this?"
"Yes" she whispered pulling his mouth to hers again and his mind practically melted. She was like a drug and he was addicted.
She spread her legs for him and pulled him to her. He positioned himself between her smooth thighs and looked down at her with every emotion he felt inside stamped clearly across his face.
"You are beautiful Christie" he said softly and shuttered as she tightened her thighs around him and wrapped her feet around his ass pulling him toward her intense heat.
"I want to feel you" she said her body already lost in ecstasy "please DeShaun I want you inside me, now."
He didn't hesitate he thrust forward and entered her molten heat. He felt the waves of pleasure all the way down to his toes. He began to thrust faster. No longer able to think about anything other than the intoxicating woman lying beneath him. She was thrashing her head from side to side as the friction from their bodies rubbing together did wicked things to her. She felt like she was standing on the edge of a steep cliff and about to fall over. Her body tensed and her muscles began to contract as an earth shattering orgasm ripped through her body. He felt her tension and the erotic sensation of her muscles squeezing him and he couldn't hold back. He grunted and emptied himself riding out his orgasm with hers.
He rolled off of her and landed on the bed next to her. They turned to face one another and he pulled her close wrapping his arms around her. They stared at each other their breath mingling together as they lay there sated, drifting into dreams.
~*~Email Author: AIMEENDREW@aol.com
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