Waking up again in the very familiar bed of Mr Christopher Evans. Seeing the very familiar view from the outside of his Boston home as the snowfall continues to get heavier. Rolling over I see him lying there. His slightly messy hair which is still grown out from his recent filming for The Red Sea Diving Resort and his overgrown beard.
It was hot. Chris arrived back in Boston about a week ago and I again came running after a single text. Chris was well known for being single, his fans loved it, heck I loved it but I wanted more. We'd been hooking up on the casual on and off for months now. It was fun, so much fun but I wanted more. Before he left for filming I told him that this was the last time and it would never happen again, yet here we are.
I know he's scared of commitment but I just felt used. All he needed to do was send one text and I came running. But he needs to know this is the last time. Turning in his sleep Chris slowly creeps his eyes open laying them on me. Rolling onto his side he placed his arm around me and pulled me in close, leaning in he whispers "good morning beautiful.
Leaning in further he kissed my sweet spot on my neck earning a soft moan, seeing how easily I responded he smirks and does it again, and again. Rolling over to face him I lay my hands on his chest and he moves back in planting his lips on mine, kissing me softly. Me and you. I'm sick of just being a one time fling whenever you're lonely.
It isn't fair. You know you mean more to me than that-". You won't be seen with me in public, you've never taken me on a date. I'm just a some sort of sex toy to you and this has to stop. I'm sorry I have to leave. Grabbing my shoes, Dodger comes running through from the living room. He takes my hands in his softly stroking the tops of them. Moving it down until his thumb is on my lower lip. I look up to him seeing his eyes on my lips, I quickly do the same and look down to him.
