Tell Me When To Stop

Walking into the kitchen, I could feel Chris's eyes following my every move. His gaze wasn't intense or unreadable, just observant, as if he was trying to figure me out. Ignoring it, I went to sit down at the table with the others.

"Where are Nia and August?" I asked, looking around.

"They're probably in the room messing around," Tyga said with a smirk.

"Ew," I muttered, scrunching up my nose.

"That's not what you'll be saying when I'm the one doing it to you," Chris mumbled under his breath.

I froze for a second, unsure if I heard him right. Clearing my throat, I looked at him. "What was that?"

"Nothing," he grumbled, looking away.

Rolling my eyes, I got up and walked toward the kitchen, grabbing six shot glasses—one for each of us, plus two extras for Nia and August. Pulling the bottle of Amsterdam from the counter, I poured myself a shot and downed it in one go, the burn immediately hitting the back of my throat. I exhaled sharply, loving the heat that spread through my chest, and poured another.

"Damn, Kay, slow down," Destiny laughed, watching me.

"Man, shut up. Y'all ain't even trying to turn up, so I'ma do it myself," I shot back before taking another.

"August! Nia! Hurry the hell up!" I yelled toward the hallway before taking yet another shot.

A few moments later, August and Nia emerged from the bedroom, both looking slightly irritated. Clearly, I had interrupted something. Oh well. No time for that anyway. I laughed out loud, earning a few side-eyes.

"What? I can't laugh?" I said, hiccupping slightly.

"Oh yeah, she's drunk," Nia chuckled.

"Kiss my ass," I shot back, sticking my tongue out at her.

"Guys, you know what we should play?" Destiny suggested, leaning forward.

"What?" we all asked at the same time.

"Truth or dare," she said, grinning.

"Ohhh, yeah! We should," I agreed eagerly. "Who's going first?"

"August, you start," Nia said, nudging him.

"Aight," he nodded, rubbing his chin in thought before turning to Destiny. "Des, truth or dare?"

"Dare," she answered confidently.

"I dare you to kiss Ty for fifteen seconds."

Destiny let out an annoyed sigh. "Y'all really pushing it," she muttered.

"If you don't wanna do it, you gotta take two shots," August challenged with a smirk.

"Man, alright. Come here, Ty," Destiny sighed, pulling Tyga toward her.

As soon as their lips met, we all reacted—Nia and I giggled, while August and Chris hyped Tyga up like he had just won a championship. The kiss lasted exactly fifteen seconds before Destiny pushed him away, rolling her eyes.

"Alright, Nia, it's your turn," August said, still grinning.

Nia turned toward me. "Kayla, truth or dare?"

"Ah, shit... truth."

"Is it true that you're still a virgin?"

My mouth dropped open. "Nia! Are you serious?" I whined.

"Answer the question, Kay," she laughed.

I groaned, running a hand down my face.

"Man... yeah, it's true." I said embarrassed that my business was out in the open for others to hear. I'm 17 and still a virgin. Even though I had a long relationship with Keenon, we never had the chance to be intimate with each other. Shit, we were together since we were thirteen, we weren't thinking about sex. It's just sad to witness how violent he became towards the end of our relationship.

The room fell silent for a beat before Nia smiled. "Nothing to be ashamed of, baby," she said, winking.

I rolled my eyes, but when I glanced at Chris, he was smirking. That damn smirk. Why was it making me feel hot all of a sudden?

One bottle later, we were all drunk—not falling over, but definitely feeling it. The game had ended a while ago, and exhaustion was kicking in. Not wanting to go home with alcohol still on my breath, I turned to Nia.

"Nia, baby, can I spend the night, please?" I asked sweetly.

"Of course," she said without hesitation.

"Y'all staying too?" she asked, looking at the others.

"Yeah, I am," Destiny said.

"Me too," Tyga added.

"Yup," Chris mumbled, his eyes half-closed.

"Alright then," Nia said, stretching. "Chris and Kay can share a room."

My stomach flipped. "Oh, shit," I mumbled under my breath.

Nia smirked. "Des and Ty, I know y'all got something going on, so y'all can share too."

Sucking their teeth, they got up and walked toward one of the bedrooms.

"Alright, I'm gone. Goodnight, my babies," I said, kissing August and Nia on the cheek before heading down the hall.

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I walked into the farthest guest room, flicking on the light before letting out a long yawn. Stripping off my shorts, I was left in just my oversized T-shirt and boy briefs. Climbing into the cool sheets, I exhaled, waiting for Chris to come to bed so I could finally sleep.

A few minutes later, he walked in, shutting the door behind him. He pulled off his shirt and pants, leaving him in just his boxers.

Damn.

I quickly looked away, pretending to be unbothered.

"You forgot the light," I mumbled.

"You get up and turn it off," he grumbled back.

Sucking my teeth, I dragged myself out of bed, flicked off the light, and climbed back under the covers.

A few moments passed in silence before I finally spoke. "So... what was that kiss about?" I asked softly.

"I don't know. You tell me," he said.

"Chris, come on. You're the one who did it."

"It was just the heat of the moment," he muttered.

I turned my back to him, swallowing down the sudden sting in my chest. That hurt. He made it sound like it meant nothing.

After a short pause, he spoke again. "I didn't know you were a virgin."

"Yup, I am. Problem?" I snapped, my tone laced with attitude.

"Nope. It's attractive," he said smoothly.

I frowned. "How?"

"Because... where do you even find a virgin anymore?"

I felt the bed shift as he scooted closer, his breath warm against the back of my neck. My whole body tensed.

"I want you," he whispered, his voice sending a shiver down my spine.

I swallowed hard. "Are you saying that because of the heat of the moment?"

"I'm being serious," he murmured.

I turned onto my back, my heart racing as he hovered over me.

"You're confusing me, Chris," I whispered. "What do you want? Me or her?"

"You," he said without hesitation.

Before I could respond, he pressed his lips against my jawline, then trailed down to my neck. A soft gasp left my lips as warmth spread through my body.

"Ch-Chris, why do you tease me like this?" I stuttered.

"Mmm... because you're just so perfect. So pretty. Your skin is so soft."

I inhaled sharply. "You're so handsome... and so perfect," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

Chris suddenly pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it across the room. His hands moved to my bra, unclasping it before letting it fall away. He kissed down my chest, his lips trailing lower and lower, stopping just above my waistband.

"You sure you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice husky.

"I... I don't know if I'm ready," I whispered.

He exhaled deeply, placing a soft kiss on my stomach. "That's alright, baby. I can make you feel good without my dick."

Well. Damn.