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“Just a few days before our first day of college, you excited?” Omari asked looking over at his girlfriend of one year and best-friend of seven.

“Yeah…I guess.” Dominique mumbled looking out the window

“Baby please don’t be like that, I know you wanted to go to UNC but USC is a really good school too.”

“Omari I could care less about the education because I’m going to get one regardless, I just had my heart set on being a Tar Heel ever since I can remember. Playing soccer for them was a dream and now I’m going to be playing for a school who isn’t even ranked. So could you please let me sit over here and mope?” she asked looking over at him.

Omari let out a sigh as he got off on the very next exit. He pulled off to the side and put the car in park.

“And in other NCAA sports related news Christopher Brown has officially been taken off of U of A’s roster. This is a complete shocker to the college basketball world! A definite shoe-in for the NBA has literally disappeared off the face of the planet. We’ve tried reaching out to the university but…”

Omari cut the radio off and looked to Dominique.

“Babe forgive me if I’m trying to put you in a better mood, but USC was the best choice for me. I swear to God I appreciate the sacrifice you made to be with me. But sweetie I want to go pro and this was the very best way.”

“Omari you were the number one running back in the nation, you put every single personal stat and national record to shame. You could’ve went to a school that had a class size of only the football team and you’d still get drafted!” Dominique explained irritated.

“But you’re the number one midfielder in the nation, so why not put your skills to use and get USC ranked?”

“Please leave my ego be.” She said rolling her eyes.

“What I gotta do to make you happy?”

“Keep driving and let me adjust to this at my own pace.” She said reaching in the back to grab a pillow.

Omari watched her turn in her seat towards the window while snuggling up to the pillow. He sat there for a second and let the guilt eat at him. She was right, he could’ve went to any school especially UNC who was also throwing offers at him, and he would’ve been drafted. He knew she knew he was bulls***ting her about great opportunities. In all honesty he wanted to move from the country. Austin was cool but not where he wanted to be, he wanted the glitz and glam the City of Angels had to offer. He wanted that celebrity feeling he knew he’d get playing for USC. He wanted her right there by his side to experience it with him. Two national number ones on one another’s arm would’ve been a good look for them. Constantly on Sports Center, sharing the cover of ESPN and Sports Illustrated magazine, the sky was the limit for this power couple. But above all else he loved her and couldn’t imagine them an entire country apart from one another. Omari would’ve absolutely died if she were to fall in love with another man, especially if it were his fault and selfishness had anything to do with it.

“Baby” he said reaching over and touching her shoulder.

“What Omari?” she grumbled half asleep into the pillow.

“Come to the back with me.” He said unbuckling his seatbelt and moving to the back of his Range Rover.

She rolled her eyes as she did as he requested. Omari was leaning up against the window with his legs stretched out and Dominique climbed in between them and laid up against his chest. They sat there for a few minutes in silence.

“Dominique I love you with all my heart baby and it’s killing me that you’re unhappy because of a decision I made and begged you to make. I need you sweetheart, I mean I could do this without you but nowhere near my fullest potential. I’d probably get my scholarship pulled from how horrible I’d be playing.”

“It’s ok Omari, I just need some time to adjust. I’m sure I’ll be happy here, I just have to get over the fact that my mascot is a damn condom.”

“It’s not a condom baby, it’s a Trojan.” Omari said laughing.

“Well when I think of Trojan I think of the condom.”

“I don’t see how.” Omari joked grinning.

“Just cause I don’t f*** don’t mean I don’t watch TV Ishmael. All of those ridiculous commercials it’s hard not to notice.” She said irritated.

“I’m just kidding baby, chill with the Ishmael.” He laughed again knowing that he was upsetting her from her use of his middle name.

“Whatever, so why we back here anyways?”

“Multiple reasons main one being that I just wanted to hold you for a little while. Secondly I’m a little tired from all the driving.”

“Who wanted to drive though?”

“Me but I just wanted to spend more time with you on this little road trip. If I’d of known you would’ve been acting like this I would’ve had my s*** shipped too and dealt with you on that short ass flight.” Omari teased through laughs.

Dominique quickly spun around in his arms and kept hitting him in his arms and chest. Omari was laughing the whole time while trying to contain her arms.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I was just kidding baby.” He said still laughing.

“You play too damn much.” She laughed straddling his lap.

“But you still love me so deal with it.” He said leaning forward with his hands on her hips.

“Keep it up with that smart ass mouth of yours and I’ll be loving you from North Carolina.”

“Don’t play babe.” Omari said getting serious and making Dominique laugh even more.

He knew this to be true because just the day before they left UNC was calling her to make sure that she was completely sure about her decision.

“Now it’s your turn to stop tripping cause you know I ain’t leaving you.”

“You bet not break my heart like that.” Omari said leaning forward kissing her lips that were formed into a smile.

After a sweet make-out session the two sat there holding one another, having meaningless conversation and sharing laughs. The two were content with one another’s presence.

“Ok you, it’s time to go.” Dominique said getting off of his lap and making her way to the passenger seat.

“But I was enjoying myself.” Omari complained from the back.

“I was too but we gotta go baby, we’re only 6 hours or so out.”

“You say it like it’s not a long time.” Omari said making his way to the driver’s seat.

“It’s not” she said snuggling back up to her pillow but this time facing Omari.

“That’s because you’re not driving.” Omari huffed.

“Then maybe you should’ve listened when I told you we should fly.” She teased laughing.

“f*** you man” Omari laughed.

“Maybe one day.” She grinned.

Omari nodded his head while gazing at her.

“Given your past I know that this must be hard for you, but I really do appreciate your efforts and how patient you’re being with me.”

“It’s nothing ma, I love you and if you want to wait to make love then I’m willing to wait until you’re ready. Even if you want to wait these next four years until we get married I’ll gladly do it.” Omari smiled meaning every word he said.

“Trust me it won’t be that long.”

“No?” he smiled.

She smiled back and shook her head no.

“Can I get a round about time frame so I know when I need to be ready?”

“Nope, it’ll just have to be a surprise. Hold up…what you mean be ready?”

“Well I don’t want to disappoint you so I’ve been practicing to keep myself up to par. High five!” Omari said reaching out with his right hand.

“Eww baby that’s gross.” Dominique laughed shoving his hand away.

“No it’s not, that s*** is natural.” Omari said putting the truck in drive.

(((7 Hours Later)))

The two arrived in Los Angeles and looked around impressed with what they saw. Omari followed the directions his navigation gave to the USC campus. They pulled up in front of a building that the navigation led them to and out front were a few students. They looked older as if they’d been attending for at least a year or two. They held a certain presence about them that screamed confidence. Only a few things could give off that feeling without words, popularity, money, or athletes. In this case it was all three. Omari rushed around to the other side of his truck to help Dominique out.

“Omari Grandberry and Dominique DeLorme it’s a pleasure to finally have you here.” One of the guys greeted smiling, descending the steps.

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Child I love me some Chris and Dom..they are the cutest couple! Damnnn, Chris was putting down like that haha...they friends dumb as hell for not realizing they was having sex the whole time??? Come on now...I'm so glad Chris controlled his temper every time...he soo mature! I hope this game turns out great...dealing with skeletons of the past can be hard...but look who his gf is? He gone be fine.

I need their life! s*** maybe I should have picked up a sport or some s*** but dude was about to get his face rocked...like the desperation was beyond real SMH. s*** I hope nothing goes wrong at u of a and bro if Domo said she gonna be there brah then the homie gonna be there.

These foo!s dont get enough huh wtf is wrong with them tryna make drama actin like some females I swear
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lmfao, never disrespect someone's girl! RUN IT!

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(((Monday)))

Valentine’s Day was on a Thursday and anyone that tried to contact them was completely unsuccessful. They ignored their phones until they eventually died and even then they only checked their messages to make sure everyone was alright. The ones wondering where they were at went unanswered.

“What in the f***!” Zoe said as she grabbed Dominique by her backpack.

“I could ask the same.” Dominique responded as she shrugged herself out of Zoe’s grasp.

“Where the hell have you two been?” she asked.

“Yeah, you were M.I.A. Friday for class then kept that same status going throughout the weekend.” Shaffer added.

“Huge misunderstanding. We were f***ing around on Thursday seeing who could keep who up the longest. School wasn’t an option because we’d just fall asleep, so we stayed tucked in the bed.” Chris explained.

“Then why didn’t either one of you answer your phone?” Zoe asked.

“Because we put them on silent on Thursday and then they died. We didn’t really notice until Sunday night.” Dominique answered.

“Where were ya’ll at?”

“We were at Chris’s.”

“It’s our place babe, you stay there enough and have clothes there. It’s our place.” Chris corrected.

“Very well, we were at our place, downtown at the condo.”

“That’s bulls*** because we came down there, beat on the door, and someone was beating on the walls before we even got there. There’s no way ya’ll were sleeping through that.” Riley voiced.

“Huh?” Chris and Dominique said in unison.

“A few of us came down Friday night.”

(((Flashback)))

“These niggas better be here.” Zoe said as they walked down the hallway.

::BANG::BANG::BANG::BANG::BANG::

“Damn…someone sure is getting it in.” Trey laughed as they walked to Chris’s door.

A few of them knocked at the same time, remained at the door, knocked some more, then waited.

“Where the f*** are they?” Shaffer asked as he pounded on the door again.

Trey turned his back to the door and began kicking it. After they received no response they all walked away.

“Man f***’em, let’s go to Roscoe’s as planned instead of searching the city for those two. Hell, they might be there.” Riley said walking away along with everyone else.

(((Flashback End)))

“I knew it was them.” Dominique and Chris both thought to themselves.

“We did step out for a split second to grab some food but that was about it. We slept and ate.” Chris slightly lied.

“I’m surprised ya’ll didn’t wake up from all the noise.” Shaffer said.

“I’m surprised there isn’t a hole in the wall!” Trey voiced.

Dominique and Chris kept their composure.

“Maybe it was maintenance fixing something. Ever think about that?” Chris asked.

“I know the sound of a headboard slamming against a wall when I hear it.” Shaffer said matter of factly.

“If I lived on that level I’d swear it was me making all that noise.” He boasted, causing the conversation to go in a new direction.

Dominique and Chris followed their friends to the next class smiling, knowing that their secret was still safe.

(((March)))

It was an important time for college soccer and basketball. Dominique’s team had one more game to play before they secured their spot in the championship that was going to be held in New York City. For Chris this meant March Madness. It was the biggest finals playoffs for college basketball. First the Sweet Sixteen, then the Elite Eight, Final Four, and finally the championship game. They made it past the Sweet Sixteen and the team was currently suiting up for their game against the University of Nevada Las Vegas.

“You ain’t nervous is you?” Drake laughed as he took a seat next to Chris.

Chris looked up at him, chuckled, then went back to tying his shoe.

“Honestly, yeah I am.”

“Nothing to be worried about, we’re the ones with the home court advantage.”

“Actually yeah there is, we win tonight and U of A wins tomorrow, next week we’ll be headed there.”

“So” Stephen said walking up.

“It’s a really long story but there’s some bad blood between me and a lot of people there. Especially the basketball team and Dominique might not make it because they play for their championship spot that same night in Utah. Damn might, she probably won’t and if I ever needed her it’ll be then.”

“We’ll worry about that road when we come up on it. For now, focus on this game.” Drake said with a pat on his back.

Twenty minutes later the team was jogging out onto the floor. The stadium went nuts. As they warmed up Dominique and Zoe were making their way to their seats at center court.

“Ay! Ay! Ladies you come to cheer us on?” one of the UNLV players asked.

“No niggas, now f***in beat it!” Shaffer said standing to his feet.

Dominique and Zoe laughed as they made their way past an overprotective Shaffer to take their seats.

“How’s he looking?” Dominique asked sitting down.

“Not too good, seems like he’s nervous.” Shaffer replied.

“He must be thinking about maybe having to return to U of A.”

“Why?” Zoe asked.

“Ex-girlfriend, ex-best-friend, ex-teammates, frat brothers on the wayside, a whole lot of one night stand chicks, and probably a university full of ex-fans. He’s under a lot of pressure. He’s completely changed from the person he used to be and to go back to where everything he’s the most ashamed of went down must be f***ing with him. But that doesn’t matter right now, cause they gotta win first and they won’t if he keeps shooting like that.” She said watching him brick another ball.

“Let me get the team captains.” The referee said from center court.

Chris, Drake, and Stephen all walked over to him. As three of the UNLV players made their way to center court they stared at Dominique the entire time. One even smiled and waved. As the referee was explaining the rules about how fair the game would be called, what would get players thrown out, and other things that didn’t need to be explained the UNLV players were still staring at Dominique. They thought she was staring back at them, but she was holding eye contact with Chris. She winked to make him smile which he did but stopped when he heard the UNLV players start boasting that she winked at them.

“Fellas!” the referee said sternly.

“Excuse me ref, yo stop looking at my girl.” Chris warned.

“Dude please, your hoe ass ain’t got no f***ing girlfriend.”

“Apparently we wanna be ejected before the game starts.” the referee warned.

No one said anything but it turned into a staring match.

“Now shake hands and we can get this game started.”

None of them reached towards one another. Stephen and Drake walked away, the UNLV players started making their way towards the sidelines. Dominique stood to her feet as Chris approached.

“Yo ma, you too damn fine for words! What you doing after the game?”

“Get the f*** away from my girl. I ain’t gonna tell you no more.” Chris warned as he pushed past them to get to Dominique.

“Nigga you tripping!” the UNLV player he pushed said balling up his fist.

Everyone to the left, right, and rear of where Dominique was sitting stood to their feet ready to jump on the court. They were all Chris’s friends, fraternity brothers, and sorority sisters.

“You heard what daddy said, gon now.” Dominique said shooing them away.

“Damn, that’s cruel ma.” One said as they all walked away.

“Hey you, I need you to focus on winning this game.”

“But…”

“I know what you’re thinking about but don’t worry because you know I’ll be there for you through all of it.”

“But you’re gonna be in Utah.”

“Chris…I’ll be there baby.” She said holding his face gently.

Chris let out a deep sigh and hugged her a little tighter.

“Keep your mind on winning this game. No matter what, win or lose, I still love you and we’re still gonna skip out on our friends to be all alone in our big ol’ bed. Then I’ll soothe the sadness out of you from on top.”

“And if we win?” he smiled even wider.

“Then maybe you can stand at the end of the bed, I’ll stand on it, go down into the splits and stay there until you say otherwise.”

“I f***in love you.” He said dipping down and getting his pre-game kiss.

The teams were taking their positions midcourt. None of them shook hands, only took their position.

“So you hit that on a regular?” the <a href="http://i1293.photobucket.com/albums/b589/LACJ3425/AnthonyMarhsallUNLV_zpsa81526de.jpg">main one</a> crushing on Dominique asked.

Chris didn’t respond.

“Your no reply has me thinking you ain’t hitting it right if at all. She probably only show up for the publicity huh? She need a real nigga like me, someone to put it down on her beautiful ass. So she knows it ain’t just about the glamour, good d*** and one hell of a man can be included as well.” He laughed.

The referee blew the whistle then tossed the ball up between the Centers. Chris snatched the ball out of the air once it was knocked his way and took his time getting down court so that the defense could set up. As soon as they did Chris sprinted towards the lane with his defender following him. Chris was too quick for him. By the time he jumped in the air the other defenders were only quick enough to make it under the basket to maybe take a charge. Chris leapt into the air so fast that his defender was only there in time to receive Chris’s entire crotch in his face as he got dunked on as well. Chris hung on the goal for a few seconds before he let go. He dropped down and looked the defender in the face.

“That’s for my girl, watch your f***ing mouth unless you wanna keep getting my nuts dipped in there.” Chris said before he jogged off.

Chris continued to dog the man that felt Dominique the most. He began enjoying the feeling and for the rest of the night he dominated him as much as possible. Once the game ended Chris had thirty six points, fifteen rebounds, nine steals, and six blocks. It was a great night for him and his motivation came from multiple reasons but all of them led back to Dominique. Although USC ran onto the court to celebrate their victory, Chris and Dominique managed to find one another. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, legs around his waist, his arms around her, engaged in a deep kiss, celebrating in a personal way along with the rest of the school surrounding them going crazy over the win. Chris managed to get through the crowd still holding onto Dominique. He took her to the breeze way where they could be alone.

“You must be my good luck charm or something.” Chris smiled still holding on to her, with her back against a wall.

“Highly doubtful, you just don’t like niggas pushing up on me.”

“That too, see how I tea bagged that muhf***a in the first half?” Chris boasted making Dominique laugh.

“Hell yeah I seen that!” she laughed “Balls all in that nigga’s eyes and nostrils”

The two enjoyed a loud and hearty laugh.

“I think we should celebrate with our friends for a little bit. You guys did really good so we should all go out and have a little fun.”

“It’s whatever with me, as long as my girl is by my side then I don’t care. You still gonna do that split thingie right?”

“Of course my love” she smiled.

“Wanna come take a shower with me?” Chris asked with a goofy smile plastered across his face.

That’s when the coaching staff and players from UNLV began walking towards them to get to their locker room.

“Why? So the rest of your team can see me naked? How awesome of an idea is that? How about you just get your things and I keep you company back at the condo.”

“What dude?” Chris asked slowly letting Dominique go, while facing the player he embarrassed all night that he caught grilling him.

“She know you a hoe right?” he asked trying to salt Chris’s game.

Before he could respond Dominique grabbed both of his wrist and pulled him and his attention back towards her.

“Don’t be stupid babe, there’s cameras pointed over here.”

Chris stared at Dominique but was using his peripheral vision to see what she was talking about.

“You need to keep it pushing.” Chris said calming down once Dominique began rubbing his chest.

“Damn, is the pussy that fire that she has YOU doing what she wants?”

“Yes, yes it is.” Chris admitted.

“And Dominique’s ego is up ten points on the NASDAQ.” Dominique giggled.

“Brown can we get an interview?” one of the announcers from ESPN asked approaching, ending the small confrontation.

“I’ll be out by your truck.”

“Ok, love you” he said kissing her.

“Love those kisses more than you.” She joked.

“You should’ve never told me that.” He smiled as she walked away.

“Some amazing stats you put up tonight!”

“Yeah, I guess” Chris chuckled bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Starting off early in the game, first play with a slam dunk.”

“I was just trying to set the pace. Let UNLV know what they were up against and to let my team know that this was the tempo we needed to strive for all night long. We weren’t in the Elite Eight because we were an alright team. We made it because we’re good, so we needed to show UNLV from tip off that this was not a joke and that they stepped into the wrong arena expecting a win.”

(((Two Hours Later)))

“My lady” Chris said helping Dominique into the limo.

Their usual crew was already seated, already drinking, and making as much noise as they could.

“Go ahead Dom, I know you wanna do it.” Zoe said opening the sunroof.

“Do what?” she asked confused as she looked out of the opened window.

Once she saw the moon she began laughing. Then she began talking in an overly exaggerated accent.

“Zoe I’m much more classier than that. Howling at the moon is only fit for when you’re on a horse and drunk out your mind.” She said taking a seat on Chris’s lap. “I clearly am not drunk out of my mind.”

“Or on a horse.” Riley commented giggling.

“You’ve never seen Chris naked. Trust me, I’m on a Stallion right now.” Dominique said having everyone in hysterics.

Once they arrived at the hottest club in L.A. the valet were all over the doors. Racing to get them opened for the patrons.

“Look, there that nigga go right there.” One of the UNLV players said pointing at <a href="http://i1293.photobucket.com/albums/b589/LACJ3425/Breezy4_zps133e79f6.jpg">Chris</a> just outside of his limo laughing it up.

His team watched as he helped Dominique out of the limo, pulling her to the side as the rest of their friends climbed out of the limo. They watched the two attract to one another like magnets. It looked as though if Chris’s life depended on it he couldn’t keep his lips or hands off of Dominique. His lips went straight to her neck and his hands went right to her hips then down to her ass. As he squeezed her cheeks he pulled her closer to his hips. They watched her giggle from his actions.

“How in the f*** he got that girl stuck on stupid?” one of the UNLV players questioned in astonishment.

“Dude has been doing that to females since before U of A.” a different UNLV player responded.

“That’s his girlfriend” a random female behind them in line intervened.

“That means nothing, I know about that nigga.”

“You’re wrong, trust he’s been tried and he doesn’t budge. That’s his girl for real for real.” The girl said matter-of-factly.

“Ain’t no way” he said turning his back towards her.

“Why we standing in line my dude? Let’s put our money together and get bottle service.” A different team mate suggested.

All of the UNLV players immediately agreed and stepped out of line up to the man holding the VIP clipboard, on the other side of a different velvet rope.

“We want a table.” The UNLV guard requested.

“Sure, the table is a grand and the expenses of the bottles are separate.”

“That’s fine, just hook us up.” He said holding up his credit card.

“I know who you are so I must inform you that the only open tables are the one downstairs that won’t fit all of you and one that will that’s right next to our USC guests.”

“Give us the one where we’ll fit.” He said placing his card back into his pocket.

“If there are any problems it’ll automatically be assumed that it’s you and your friends fault. You’re in Trojan territory, be mindful.” He said before security opened up the velvet rope to them.

The hostess led them through the velvet entrance and to the roped off entrance to the stairs leading to the VIP area. As they made it halfway up they saw everyone that exited the limo laughing, smiling, and acting as much of a fool as they possibly could. They were being loud, carrying on, downing drinks, pouring drinks into one another’s mouth, standing on the couches and dancing while they did all of this. They spotted Dominique in Chris’s arms and him leaning against the railing kissing on her cheek and neck. They all took a seat and a few took a look at the drink menu.

“We’ll start off with four bottles of Grey Goose.” The player that guarded Chris said.

“Eddie! We’re up to twenty six hundred right now!”

“I got the bottles.” He said still staring at Dominique as she enjoyed the kisses she received along with Chris’s gentle groping.

“Can you two please come be with us?” Zoe shouted.

“Yeah I think so” Dominique smiled as Chris chuckled against her neck.

The two made their way towards their rambunctious friends, still wrapped around one another.

“Drink with me!” Zoe shouted walking towards them with a shot in each hand.

Dominique and Chris took the shot from her then waited for her to pour her own. They toasted then threw them back, slamming them onto the table when they were done.

“Can we go dance?” Dominique asked.

“Of course” Chris smiled taking her by the hand, walking them towards the stairs.

“Not happening” Zoe said taking Dominique from Chris’s arms, with a few of the other soccer players as backup. “We’ll take her dancing, you can take her some other time. Go drink with your boys.”

“Well excuse me, my bad ladies.” Chris chuckled stepping away, empty handed.

“I’ll be back soon” Dominique said kissing Chris’s lips before she walked off towards the stairs with her girls.

All of the men took another shot then made their way towards the railing to watch the girls making their way towards the middle of the dance floor. Everyone watched them dance around as silly as possible. Anyone watching could tell that their off beat moves were on purpose because they still had plenty of rhythm throughout the moves.

“Your girl sure is pretty” Anthony said approaching the railing, drink in hand.

“What’s your deal nigga?” Chris asked angered.

“I heard you had a girlfriend back in Arizona, heard she was just for bragging rights. Figured she’d hold the same status. It’s just us men right here. Go do your thing, let me do mine, and at the end of the night we can walk away like nothing happened.”

“The only reason I’m not trying to put my fist through the back of your head is because you really don’t know who I am these days. At U of A I probably would’ve agreed, but this ain’t U of A and she’s not my ex. That’s my girl, the love of my life. The thought of you or any man touching her has me ready to kill. So take this as a warning and walk away back to your friends. There are plenty of easy beautiful girls walking around up here, pick one of them, stay away from my girl. This is your last warning.” Chris said walking away towards their VIP area suddenly crowded with females. “Excuse me” he said making his way past the women to a seat.

“What’s wrong cutie?” one of the females asked taking a set next to him, while the others crowded the table.

“Nothing, enjoy your drinks.” Chris said scooting to a position located to himself as much as possible.

The females didn’t take the hint and scooted in right by his side.

“You too damn fine to be sitting here by yourself upset at the world.”

“I’m not upset at the world. Thanks for your concern.” Chris said trying to excuse them.

“Babyboy we ain’t leaving until we see a smile.”

“Then go get my girl, she’s down on the dance floor.”

“That’s far enough away for us to make you smile and she won’t even know.”

“Get the f*** away from me” Chris said extremely irritated startling all of them.

“f***ing faggot” one of the girls said as she walked away.

Chris paid her or anyone else no mind.

“You good homie?” Trey asked approaching the table with two females up under his arms.

“Yeah I’m good. b****es being retarded.” Chris said standing to his feet and taking a huge gulp of the bottle of Patron on their table. “Much better” he huffed as he made his way towards the stairs.

“Pussy whipped ass b****!” Anthony shouted.

As Chris turned his attention to him he failed to take notice to Dominique sprinting up the stairs full speed at him.

“f***…” Chris was cut off by Dominique jumping on him, knocking him off his feet.

The two braced themselves as Chris fell. He looked up and saw his beauty sitting comfortably where his d*** lie dormant.

“Hey” she giggled.

“What up?” he chuckled.

“Drunk yet?”

“I’m feeling it I guess sorta.”

“I think we should do something about that.”

“What you got in mind?” Chris asked sitting up.

“The perfect idea” Dominique said standing and pulling Chris up to his feet.

She pushed him onto the couch then took a seat onto his lap. She grabbed the bottle of Patron and knocked the top off.

“You ready?” she asked holding it over his mouth.

“Always ready for what you got to give me.”

“Good” she said pouring it into his mouth, then placing her mouth on his before he had a chance to swallow.

Patron slid down the sides of their mouths as they enjoyed the drink and one another’s kiss.

“How’s daddy’s freak feeling right now?” Chris chuckled groping her ass and hips.

“I feel like having me some you actually.” She admitted sitting up, staring down at him, bottle still in her hand, body firmly gripped by Chris.

“Oh?” Chris smiled.

“Yes, I wanna be naked, I want you in me, and I want to cum. f*** this club and in the most respectable way possible I say f*** our friends too. I love ‘em but I’m ready to show you how much I appreciate you.”

“Well damn baby, do I have any say in this?”

“Yes, how do you feel right now honey?” she asked calmly, still looking down at him.

“I feel like I need to sex my girl as roughly as she wants it. But we need to leave first.”

“Let’s make it interesting” Dominique smirked.

“How so?” he asked biting on her neck.

“A race, we only live six blocks away.”

“If I’m the winner?”

“Then whatever whenever you want tonight is all fair game.”

“If you’re the winner?”

“I don’t know but I have the option of figuring out what I want later.”

“Deal!” Chris said shoving her to the side off of his lap on the other part of the couch and running away.

Dominique quickly made it to her feet and began chasing after Chris.

“You could’ve just asked for a head-start.” Dominique taunted catching up to Chris. “You know I’m providing false hope right now, right?” she asked breathing heavily running on Chris’s heels.

“I’m jogging babygirl” Chris taunted breathing just as heavily.

“Then run playboy” she said poking him in the back.

“You asked for it” Chris said running away twice as fast.

“I do this for fun, please tell me this ain’t all you got.” Dominique continued to taunt on Chris’s heels.

“f***!” Chris grumbled as he began running as fast as he could.

“How about you try catching me.” She said running past him.

“This is some bulls***!” Chris huffed trying to catch her.

He managed to find a little more strength within himself and passed Dominique.

“Cute” she said as she looked up to see they were half a block away from the condo.

That’s when she sped up to match his speed then began laughing as she passed him and continued laughing once she reached the door.

“You…are….f***ing fast…” he admitted huffing in as much air as he could as he handed her, her inhaler from his pocket.

::puff::

“Thanks” she giggled before she took another hit of her inhaler.

Once they caught their breath, they laughed as they walked inside and made their way up towards their condo.

“Don’t forget we got that ESPN magazine shoot and interview tomorrow.” Dominique reminded.

“Don’t forget it’s “Naked Time” Chris sang smiling.

(((USC vs. U of A)))

aww thats sweet I have a ffl too!!! Take your time.

LoL, yes ma'am. Sorry I couldn't add yesterday, I only had a few more hours with my loved one before she had to go. It's not like I'd of cared if I pissed her off cause I'll see her ass next weekend. But she doesn't know that I write, no one does actually. It's my own personal secret and I do everything in my power to keep it my own. SO, tonight after my fantasy football draft, I'll get you ladies an add. =0)

Curse you out in a bad way no. LOL. Curse youre ass out for not adding is a WHOLE different story. If you dont get to addding, its gone be me && you I swear. I REALLY just want to see the reaction of Omari. CTFU. I know that s*** gone have me fcuking crying with Dom personality. Get to it young lady!

Run It!!!! Im a lil upset you left us hanging like this. Lol

@screamSONGZ Yo I seriously thought you was cussing my ass out at first. I was just like, "what in the f*** did I do?!" LoL my bad mamas but gotta pace the story. No worries though, I've got plenty more entertaining adds for you and the rest of my readers. Love the love, thanks for the comment and thanks to everyone else for stopping in and leaving a comment as well. Makes me smile a big smile when I see others enjoying my creativity.

I just want you to know that you is going to hear my MF mouth. How dare you give us that juicy as MF add && then just stop right there. This story is ALL that && then some!

RunIt!!

Ruuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnn iiiiiiittttttttttttttt !!!!!!!!!

run it

Ahhh, love! RUN IT!

i hope she got that plan b cuz after all that she gone need it run it

Yass honey!!!!!! That's all I can say

Wow run it

they been f***in thats what lol Get it girl!!! They some freaks boy I tell you!!!
Run It!!!

run it!!!!!1

dam that was truly their sex scene ! like the logical talk and shiit and O would bother them like that
i cant imagine anyone better than chris being her first time
"we'ree not leaving this condo til im just as good or even better than u" i was like word! Dom is just like the perfect female
there promise ring exchange super cute and dam i wasnt expecting chris to get all emotional
and i was even more shocked when she said no condom
but hey she getting that plan b
zoe u better check ya self its Dom u pullin on lol
run it!

Ok so it took me 9 minutes.....my bad.....enjoy >=0)

Chris walked over to his dresser and took a seat on his bed as he slid it open. An opened pack of Trojan Magnum XL stared back at him. The condoms were coming out of the box and over the top of it. Then there was one laid gently against a red rose. Chris was frozen.

“I’d understand if you didn’t want to because I know you swore sex off for a reason. I don’t want to put you in a difficult….” she said getting out of the tub and wrapping a towel around herself.

“Dominique I swore off sex because of females that were nothing like you. I never brought up sex because our relationship is fine without it. But this can only make it better, stronger. You offering me the once in a lifetime chance at something so special tells me that there is absolutely no doubt in your mind how you feel about me. You love me and I love you so much babygirl. I don’t want to remove the romance out of this but I’d be honored to do this…to be your first.”

“Really?” she smiled, happy that she was receiving the exact reaction out of him that she wanted.

“Yes!” he smiled widely.

“You wouldn’t lie to me right?” she asked dropping her towel.

“Even if I did someone would betray my true feelings.” He said noticing his erection that was showing up at a steady pace.

Chris walked over to her and leaned down to kiss her. They pulled apart when she placed her hand at the front of his towel. She rubbed up his erection to the top of his towel.

“May I?” she asked.

“I beg that you do.” Chris smiled.

She removed his towel and let it drop.

“Damn Chris…I don’t think I’ve ever felt you this hard.”

“This is my first time ever making love. My mans seems to know it too, he’s never showed up like this before. This is a very special moment for us Dominique. I’ve never felt this way before. So you’ll have to excuse the excitement.”

“Are we making so much sense that it’s becoming too logical?”

“Not yet, but before it does happen let me assure you that we’re going to take it slow.” He said kissing her. “Very slow” he said kissing her again and pulling her close to him. “Everything will be nice and easy until you want me to go deeper.” He seduced. “Then when you ask for that, because you will, I’ll go a few inches deeper.” He said lifting her from the ground, kissing her until her legs were comfortably wrapped around him. “Then you’re going to ask more of me and you’d better be damn sure I’m gonna give it to you.” He said turning them and making his way towards the bed.

“Will I be able to ask for more?” she asked already knowing the answer.

“Yes you will my love and you can have it. You can have it all. We’ll keep it slow until the pleasure outweighs the pain. I’ll know because you’ll ask for me to give my lovin a little harder and then a little faster.” He said lying her down on the bed and scooting to a comfortable position in the middle of the bed, kissing her.

“I don’t want the condom.” She said suddenly.

“May I ask why?” he smiled cutting his sexiness.

“Because I want this to be just me and you. I want nothing between us.”

“But?” Chris questioned smiling.

“But I know certain things happen during a female’s first time.” She responded.

“I’m not worried about the bleeding. It’s me and you and that’s a part of the experience of all of this. I don’t mind, I want it. I don’t want a condom either to be honest.” He said as he stroked his d*** up and down her clit. “I just want to feel you, every inch at a time.” He said as he leaned down to kiss her.

“Then…show me how much you can love me.” She said grabbing his d*** and gliding it down to her entrance.

“Just focus on our kiss for a little while, ok?”

“OK” she agreed.

Chris began kissing her for a while and didn’t make any attempts to move inside. He could feel her heart beat and he could tell that she was just as nervous as he was. When he knew she was paying more attention to his kiss he gently eased himself inside of her. She tensed up but relaxed when Chris worked himself in and out of her gently at a small distance each stroke.

“More” she said once she was used to this.

Chris went a little deeper and kept his strokes nice and easy.

(((An Hour Later)))

“Faster!” she begged through a moan.

Chris leaned up just a little bit and did exactly what she asked of him then watched for the third time her have an orgasm. He slowed down a little bit once she was done but kept his strokes firm.

“Wow! You’re really good at this!” Dominique said trying to catch her breath.

Chris chuckled.

“We’re not leaving this condo until I’m just as good if not better than you.”

“Well threaten me with a good time.” He said as he kissed her and continued to sex her.

Chris held back as much as he could but within fifteen minutes this particular evolution was coming to an end.

“I’m bout to come baby.” Chris informed her said through a pant and low growl.

“Don’t pull out” she moaned as she bit on his neck.

Her words, her moans, her body tightening around his body, and her bite launched Chris into his euphoria.

“Oh my God” she mumbled.

Chris felt her legs shaking which was a dead giveaway she was really close to cumming or she was but the pleasure he was feeling at the moment was nothing he had ever known he could feel. He wasn’t known to make too much noise during sex, words yes, but just random sounds not so much. His orgasm lasted almost a full minute and when he started coming back down to earth he slowly laid himself on top of her, all the while mumbling inaudible words and probably even some prayers of thanks for the ability to be able to feel exactly how he was feeling at the moment.

“Are you ok?” she asked.

“I think I went blind for a second but I’m cool.” Chris chuckled making her laugh. “The real question is are YOU ok? How you feeling right now baby?”

“Tired, worn out actually. But I feel really good, a little sore downtown, but everything else feels amazing. I’m happy. I completely enjoyed our Valentine’s Day.” She smiled up at him.

“Best gift ever babygirl.” Chris smiled kissing her.

“Birth control or not it’s a better than decent chance I’m pregnant.”

“Probably” Chris laughed.

“Plan B”

“The morning after pill?” Chris asked.

“Yeah, wasn’t sure if I’d be brave enough to ask if this one time we could go without a condom. So I bought it just in case.”

“I’m glad you gave me permission to cum inside of you because I don’t think I would’ve had the strength to pull out and I’d of felt really bad. You have THE most amazing pussy I have ever felt. I almost busted the very second we started.” Chris admitted.

“Do I say thank you?” Dominique giggled unsure of how to respond.

“Yes and you brag about it.” Chris laughed. “You know, this is the first time I’ve ever been able to laugh, joke, or even talk like this after sex. But then again that wasn’t sex that was making love.” He said kissing her.

“No I’m pretty sure it turned into sex near the end.”

“Faster and harder love making.”

“If you say so” she giggled pulling him down into a kiss.

“I love you so damn much Dominique.”

“I love you too Chris.” She smiled.

As they stared into one another’s eyes Dominique’s smile began to fade.

“Baby….what’s wrong?” she asked as she noticed him tearing up.

“Nothing is wrong, everything is perfect.” He smiled as a tear slid down his cheek. “For the first time in my life I am truly happy and it’s all because of you. I get to make love to the girl of my dreams. I get to wake up every day knowing that the feelings that I have are reciprocated. I get to wake up smiling at yet another blessing in my life. You’re downright a miracle that’s been bestowed upon me in my time of need. I prayed for someone like you. A friend, companion, and someone that I could love and trust and someone that would feel the exact same way about me. For you to give me your most precious treasure solidifies that you are what I asked the Lord for. I am so in love with you Dominique. Thank you for choosing me baby.” Chris said as tears freely fell from his eyes.

“You’re an a**hole” she said wiping tears from her eyes. “You’re not supposed to have me all emotional.”

Chris laughed as more tears slid down his face. He leaned down and backed his words up with a kiss.

“Chris you’d do anything for me right?”

“Anything!” he confirmed.

“Well do you think you could go warm that food back up because I’m really hungry.”

Chris began to laugh as he kissed her then slowly slid out of her body.

“Care to join me for a quick shower?” he asked getting out of bed.

“Sure” she said sliding towards the edge.

Chris took her into his arms and began walking towards the bathroom.

“With all the strength I’m sure you don’t have at the moment, I’d be selfish if I didn’t tell you I could walk.”

“You probably could walk but why chance it?”

“Chance what?”

Chris gently set her down on the floor and almost instantly she felt like she were ready to buckle. Chris laughed then picked her back up.

“It’s probably better this way.” Dominique said making Chris laugh.

Chris held her in his arms for a while to assist her with standing. They kissed as the water dropped down upon them. When they felt everything was washed off of them Chris turned the water off.

“I’m gonna blow some of these candles out and drain the tub, wash it out a little bit.”

“You gonna be ok?” Chris smiled.

“Negro yes! Look at all this s*** I got to fall on.” She joked.

Chris laughed as they got out of the shower. He went into one of his drawers and grabbed a pair of his pajama pants he actually had left. Dominique was famous for stealing them. Dominique didn't bother utilizing a towel. She just began draining the tub and blowing out candles. Then she went into Chris’s closet and grabbed a half shirt that barely covered her breast she had left over there and a pair of her soccer practice shorts. She rolled them just a bit to be a little extra sexy for her man. She then began to clean the tub of it’s left over bubbles. When she was done she made her way to the kitchen, slightly limping up to Chris. She placed the side of her face against his back, pulled her body close to his, and rubbed up and down his chest and abs.

“This might have me cook faster but not the food honey. It needs a little time to get hot, unlike me.” Chris joked.

“It just smells so good and I’m so damn hungry. Got some extra space up in my stomach thanks to a certain somebody.” She joked back making Chris laugh. “Were you pumping my heart?”

Chris dropped the cooking utensils and started cracking up laughing. He turned towards Dominique and took her in his arms.

“Your bad for having a hubby with a deep stroke.”

“Not complaining cause that was amazing, I’m just saying that I’m hungry….probably because of you and your rearrangement of my organs.”

Chris began laughing even harder.

::knock::knock::knock::

“The f***!” Chris said releasing Dominique.

She rolled her eyes as she stole a piece of food from the skillet and poured herself a glass of wine. Dominique already knew who was at the door because everyone else she knew, except one, didn’t live there and was busy. She made her way to the balcony and enjoyed the city view.

“What man?!” Chris asked impatiently swinging the door open.

“Short of having to drive drunk somewhere you’re my last resort. Do you have any condoms? I know it’s a f***ed up question but I just had to try.” Omari asked.

“You brought the b****es up here knowing what the f*** was gonna go down! Why the hell didn’t you prepare?”

“I thought I was prepared but I only had two condoms!” Omari responded just as angrily.

They heard Dominique giggle as she made her way to the bedroom.

“Yes or no?” Omari asked.

“No!”

“You really suck right now dude.”

“Here Omari, don’t need you out there drunk in harm’s way.” Dominique said walking to the passageway with three condoms in her hand.

“Thank you so mu.….hey Dom.” He said as he checked her out.

Chris quickly looked towards what caught his attention and too became taken with her sexual beauty that accidentally went unnoticed by him.

“What the f*** is wrong with you? Take the condoms.” She said pushing them towards him.

“Don’t be mad at him, you’re really sexy right now.” Chris said letting his inner “Man” speak. “I just can’t bring myself to be mad at him even a little bit.”

Dominique looked down at herself. “Damn I could use a f***ing tan because I’m starting to look too white, kinda like you Chris..…but whatever, I do <a href="http://i1293.photobucket.com/albums/b589/LACJ3425/Abs_zps47d82108.jpg">look good</a> huh?” she smiled looking up at Chris.

“Mmhm” he said biting his lip.

“Well as soon as he’s gone we can count my abs.” she teased.

“Hold up! Where’d these come from?” Omari asked regaining his composure.

“Fell out of someone’s pocket. I don’t know why I kept them, I just did. You know I don’t like wasting things.” Dominique lied.

“Bye Omari” Chris said pushing him out of the condo and slamming the door, then locking it.

“Sooo… you sure you hungry?”

“Yes” she giggled.

“Will you please seduce me in that outfit?”

“Whatever you want baby.” She smiled kissing him.

As she sat down Chris served food on his and her plate. When they were almost done Chris grabbed a small velvet box from underneath his napkin.

“Don’t trip I’m not asking for your hand in marriage….yet.” he explained noticing her facial expression.

He slid it across the table and as she grabbed it and pulled it up to her face she was opening it. It was a platinum band small enough to fit on her pinky that said “I Promise” in script on the inside.

“It’s a <a href="http://i1293.photobucket.com/albums/b589/LACJ3425/PromiseRing_zps2a008624.jpg">promise ring</a>. It’s different than other promise rings but I figured if you were to receive a promise ring you’d want it to be unconventional. Instead of your ring finger it fits on your pinky. Get it? Pinky promise?” Chris blushed as he chuckled.

“Yeah I get it.” She giggled. “And what exactly am I promising?” she smiled taking it out of the box.

“You promise to be my girl, to always be faithful to me, and…to say…yes when I ask for your hand in marriage if we’re blessed enough to make it that far. Which I pray for nightly and truly believe we will in my heart of hearts. But I want that verification every day and every second you wear that ring, if you choose to wear it.”

She placed the box down onto the table and slid it back towards him. He took it off the table and took her left hand she was extending towards him and placed it on her pinky.

“I like” she said admiring it. “Gotta get you one now.”

“I’m way ahead of you.” He said pulling a ring from underneath his napkin exactly like hers and handing it to her.

“So what’s for dessert?” Dominique asked sliding the ring on his finger, looking into his eyes.

“Got some brownies waiting to be reheated.”

“Any toppings?” she asked standing to her feet, going to the fridge.

“Yeah, that…and…some gummy….bears.” Chris said as he watched her grab the whipped cream and spray a little on her finger.

“Gummy bears as a topping or dessert?” she asked licking some of the whipped cream off of her finger and placing the rest on the bottom of her breast barely visible as she stood over Chris.
“Doesn’t matter” he said placing his hands on her hips, pulling her closer, and licking the whipped cream off. “It can be whatever you want when we’re done.”

“Done with what?” she smirked as Chris lifted her from the ground.

“When we’re done enjoying the city lights.” He said walking towards his balcony.

“Outside?” she smirked.

“Outside” he smiled lying her down on his lawn chair. “Is this ok?”

“Gonna get caught you know.” She continued to smirk as she placed her thumbs between herself and the waistband of the shorts.

“Something about knowing but not knowing if someone is watching makes me excited.” Chris admitted all smiles.

“You’re a freak” she smiled.

“As will you too shall be.” He said grabbing the can of whipped cream, shaking it as he gripped the shorts from between her legs and pulling them off.

He sprayed it from the top of her abs down to between her legs. Then he launched the can over the railing.

“After I’m done being selfish and enjoying my dessert,” he said before he licked from the middle of her stomach up to where the whipped cream stopped, and over her left breast. “maybe you’d be interested in learning a few new tricks.”

“Such as?”

“Such as how to ride a…no, excuse me, MY d***, how to ride MY d***. Because if I have anything to do with it, which I do, I want you looking down at ME and only me.”

::Lick::

“Hands on MY chest”

::Lick::

“Legs rubbing against mine.”

::Lick::

“And you telling ME how good it feels.”

::Final Lick::

“Chris” she moaned.

“I gotta tell you babygirl, the whipped cream is fun but it’s ruining everything. I don’t wanna taste anything when I’m tasting you.”

“That good?”

“Amazing” he admitted dipping his face back down between her legs.

Chris continued to eat her out until he felt she was ready for something more physical. He helped her to her feet and reached for the bottom of her shirt. He hesitated to take it off.

“What’s the matter?”

“We’ll leave this on another time, but just so you know this is very, very sexy.”

“You in pajama pants is quite sexy, something about seeing that d*** imprint perfectly and the extremely easy access to it.” She said undoing the bow tie up front and watching them fall to his ankles.

“If you’re up to it maybe we can let L.A. hear you being pleased.” He said sitting.

“We’re not about to do that now?” she asked as she straddled him.

“Yeah we are, but I mean from a different position. You holding on to the railing and me holding on to you.”

“I think I’d like to see the sunrise like that.”

“You’re too good to me.” He said pulling her down to him to kiss her.

(((8:43am)))

“CHRIS! DON’T STOP!” she screamed as her nails raked against the railing.

“Trying…not to” he barely said as he continued his quick deep stroke.

(((9:00am)))

“Damn…what a way to watch a sunrise.” Chris said as he held Dominique in his arms.

“Didn’t see it, I was looking at my skull.” Dominique said as she lay atop of him.

Chris started cracking up laughing.

“I love your silly ass babe.” He said kissing her.

“Love you too” she smiled.

(((Monday)))

Valentine’s Day was on a Thursday and anyone that tried to contact them was completely unsuccessful. They ignored their phones until they eventually died and even then they only checked their messages to make sure everyone was alright. The ones wondering where they were at went unanswered.

“What in the f***!” Zoe said as she grabbed Dominique by her backpack.

“I could ask the same.” Dominique responded as she shrugged herself out of Zoe’s grasp.

“Where the hell have you two been?” she asked.

LoL, it's still Monday my time, so I ain't lie. I'm done editing, just gotta add some pix and you'll have the add. Five more minutes.

Had my ass up and waiting for this add...

Lol run it girl!

I was happy for a min hurtin my feelin mane lol
Run It!!!

Editing this very moment! LoL....ya'll thought this was the add huh? Alright I'll stop being a d*** and get to work so I can hurry up and get you guys the real add that I'm sure ya'll been waiting on since the story began. Bunch of nasties. I'm calling ya'll names but I'm the one that wrote the nastiness. If that ain't the pot calling the kettle black. Ok, for real this time, I'm going.