you and Chris were never supposed to be around each other, nor know each other the way you do now. You were completely different from him, you’ve never tasted freedom or ever broke your father’s rules. You were your daddy’s angel, you weren’t supposed to be doing these impure things with a man like Chris. No one was supposed to know your body the way you did, but Chris had seen it all, the beauty mark on your chest, to the beauty mark on your thigh and the one on your back.

you were Chris’s heaven on earth, one kiss and he was suddenly lost in the taste of you. The way your sweater would fall off of your shoulder or the way your soft locks would fall so perfectly when you took it out of your pink claw clip that you always kept around just gave him more of a reason to stick around, he just couldn’t resist you the way he resisted other girls. There was something so different about you— the sweetness to you was like taking a big bite out of a piece of cake, Chris just couldn’t control himself when it came to you and you were completely okay with it, he could take as many bites of you as he wanted.

although your innocence was lost in the backseat of his mustang while pulled over on the 101, you weren’t completely ruined to him yet. Chris lived so wild and free, he definitely lit a fire in you that couldn’t be put out now.

you sat in the passenger seat of Chris’s car, watching as he focused on the dark foggy road. The sounds of the radio making it not so silent for the both of you. You really just wanted him to pull over, you didn’t even know if you could wait much longer. The way his veins popped out of his hands every now and then when he’d gripped the steering wheel made you quite literally weak.

Chris could feel you staring at him, a small smirk growing onto his lips, His right hand coming to rest on your thigh squeezing it gently. He knew what he was doing to you, he was getting off on it. Seeing you squirm around in your seat, squeezing your thighs shut trying to keep yourself from falling apart right in front of him.

you reached up, pressing the button to open up the sunroof, your other hand unbuckling your seat belt as you stood up in your seat. You felt as the wind hit your face, your hair flowing in the wind.

Chris quickly pulled over, pulling you down from the sunroof making you yelp. You could’ve gotten hurt or maybe even worse, his hands were rough but soft on you at the same time.

“Are y’outta your mind kid? Y’could’ve gotten hurt y’know that right? Are you aware of that dumbass?” he spoke to you, not exactly happy with your naive actions, you were just happy your plan had worked and you got him to pull over.