Ch. 20

A/N: Word of warning... ADULT CONTENT. (still can't believe it has taken them 20 chapters to do this...lol.) As for today's soundtrack. This is on my top 5 of most favorite songs ever from a band that is my all-time favorite. Incubus. Open the link at the end of the song lyrics in another window and enjoy as you read. I promise you will find yourself replaying until you are done reading. Enjoy. Oh...and sorry that the editing isn't quite working out well, I'm a little miffed on why it wants to keep everything compressed, so I apologize.

Could you move in slow motion?
Everything goes by so fast
Just slow down a little
Save the best part for last

You speak in riddles
Your intentions turn me on
I'm your's forever
Will you love me when I'm gone?

When I'm gone,
You're an unfenced fire!
Over walls we've trampled!
It's you I admire!
My living example...

Your eyes are an undiscovered ocean far away
Any minute now keeping
Both poets and priests at bay
Don't get ahead of me
Could we just this once see eye to eye?
Could you want perhaps me?
Ask me how it feels to vie

It's a photograph discovered a decade after
It's a cannon blast disguised as a firecracker
It's enough to bring a brick wall to its knees
And sing, please.

Incubus - Admiration

Ch. 20

“Please do not have sex in my kitchen, on my bed, or anywhere else I might have to eat, sleep or sit on,” Patrick pleaded as we drove back to the apartment from the airport.  I didn’t ride along with Kris because his car was parked at the arena with the rest of the guys and he had promised to take Carcillo home.

“Come on Patrick!” I whined as I scowled at my brother.  “I did not make any comments about having to hear you and Kristy macking it in the apartment then other night…”

“Well, she is coming over tonight,” he winked at me.

“So then I’ll definitely be sleeping over at Kris’s tonight, even if I end up on his couch,” I pretended to grumble.

As soon as we got home, I hopped in the shower, wanting to rinse the travelers funk off of me.  My nerves were completely out of control as I toweled myself dry and stood staring at my naked body in front of the mirror.  I felt like it was the night I was going to lose my virginity, and even on the night I did lose it, I don’t remember being this damn nervous.

It’s just Kris. You’ve been hanging out with him in your rattiest clothing for the last 4 weeks and now here you are worrying about the little scar on your stomach from when you had you appendix removed 10 years ago. Really?! Get a grip, Abby. What happened to the woman that fucked Paul Bissonnette the other month?  You weren’t nervous then!

I quickly slipped into my sexiest black laced thong and matching bra and threw on a pair of jammy pants and a t-shirt.  I looked back into the mirror and before I had a chance of changing my outfit, my cell phone began ringing, echoing loudly off the bathroom walls.

“Yes?” I whispered into the phone.

“Where are you?”

“I’m in my apartment.”

“You should be here in my apartment,” he growled into the phone, instantly making my nipples hard and giving me that warmth throughout my body.

“I needed to get changed…”

“Abby, just get the fuck over here,” he commanded and hung up, leaving me giggling at my phone as I looked down at my phone to read “VERSTEEG disconnected.”

Well, here goes nothing.

I quick got in the shower as soon as I got back to the apartment and by the time I got out to dry myself I was already sporting quite the hard-on just thinking about how much I wanted her.  If I don’t play this right, I’m so going to blow my load as soon as she shows the slightest bit of skin.  Rookie. 

Half an hour went by and she still was a no show, so I had no choice but to call her.  She sounded nervous when she answered the phone which made me smile.  5 minutes later there was a soft knock on my door.  I opened it slowly to find her standing there with her pillow clutched to her chest, looking down at the floor while biting her lip.

“What happened to not being so high-maintenance, for as long as you were taking to get over here, I half expected to find you all made-up in heels and a French-maid outfit,” I grinned as a scowl began covering her face.

“I can just go back over to my own bed for the night,” she said, even making a move to turn back towards her apartment before I grabbed her pillow and her arm, pulling her into my apartment and closing the door with a bang.

I was actually thankful he pulled me into the apartment, because if he would have said anything else, I probably wouldn’t have had the guts to walk into his apartment.  As Kris threw my pillow on the couch, I walked into the kitchen and opened up his fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.  When I turned I found him watching me intently.  I opened the bottle, closed my eyes, took a swig of it and swallowed it slowly, allowing the coldness of it to lower my body temperature.

When I opened my eyes again, Kris was standing behind me, his breath hot on my neck as he breathed within centimeters of it.  I felt goosebumps jump up all over my body, knowing he was so close to me.  “Nervous?” he whispered, causing me to shutter.

“Should I be?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even.

“Depends…”

“On what?”

“Depends on if you are nervous about finally giving into that part of your mind that has been telling you since the day you met me that you were meant to be with me…”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at this pompous statement, breaking some of the deafening tension that prickled around us.  “Give me a break Versteeg.”

At that I felt his teeth biting firmly into my neck, causing me to scream.  Luckily Kris seemed to be expecting this reaction because his hand flew up and covered my mouth, muting the scream.  As soon as I felt his mouth leave my neck I spun around to face him, but my words of protest were promptly cut off as he pulled me against him and kissed me so hard that he stole the breath out of me.  I moaned as he possessively deepened the kiss, reminding me of our earlier encounter in Toronto.  His one hand cupped my ass as his other hand ran through my hair.  I, on the other hand, could only hold onto his shirt for dear life, afraid I might fall.

He slowly coaxed me backwards against the counter as we kept our lips interlocked with one another.  By the time we finally decided to come up for air I was basically wrapped around him like a pretzel. We were both panting and grinning like two cheshire cats in heat.  “Oh my God,” I breathed.

“Whoa,” he followed up.  We stood there staring at each other for a few long minutes.  His eyes were like bright blue sapphires that pulled me in and caressed my soul like nothing I had ever felt before.  “I think it’s time for you to see my bedroom…” he smiled, trying not to laugh too hard at himself.

“Is there ever a time that you are serious?” I asked sincerely.

“Yup, right now.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I want you in my bed, right now.  You don’t believe me?” he asked, still smiling as he pressed his hardened length against my stomach.  I instantly blushed and just kept my mouth shut as he took my hand and led me to his room.  “I take a lot of things seriously, Abby, but I have more fun being able to laugh while being serious.”

“I can handle that…” I smiled as we walked into his room that was a total mess.  Clothing was in piles around the floor, but his bed was perfectly made.  “What is the deal with the bed?”

“My mom always used to yell at me and my brothers whenever we didn’t make our beds, so after getting tired of hearing her yell, I’ve made it ever since.” He smiled proudly.  His poor mother.  I couldn’t even begin to imagine what he had been like as a kid; it especially didn’t help that I was distracted by how much of a man he looked like in a tight black ribbed-tank that was clinging to his muscular torso.  “So what are you nervous about?  You haven’t been nervous around me since day one…”

I just shrugged off his question as stood by his dresser, looking at a few pictures of him and his brothers from over the summer.  I laughed and rolled my eyes when he squeezed himself between me and the dresser, leaving no space between us.  “Can I help you?”  I joked as he wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me against his hard body.

“Mmm, I think you can,” he leaned in and whispered into my ear, making all the hairs on my arms stand at a tension.  “I’ve been thinking about this ever since this afternoon,” he continued.  As he spoke he slipped off my t-shirt, the cool air adding to my heightened sensitivity.  “Scratch that, I’ve been thinking about this since that day I dropped you off at the hospital with Dr. Dumbass…”  I laughed, remembering how I noticed him clenching his jaw that whole car ride.  “That dress,” he growled as if he was picturing it.  His warm breath against my skin sent delightful chills up my spine.  “I just wanted to park the car in a back alley and have my way with you right there on the passenger seat.”  At this he kept one arm wrapped around my lower back and with his other hand he firmly pushed my shoulder backwards so that I arched back.  The hand that was on my shoulder slid up my neck, coaxing me to let my head fall backwards.  When I did, he bent in and once again bit my exposed neck before sliding his tongue down my collar bone then down to my cleavage.  The hot moisture, coupled with the scratchiness of his day old facial hair made me moan out unexpectedly.  I somehow unlatched myself from his t-shirt and laced my fingers through his hair, coaxing him lower.  I suddenly took in a sharp breath as he ran his fingers lightly over the lace that encased my breasts.

“A little fancy for someone wearing lounge clothing,” he raised an eyebrow.

“Are you complaining?” I challenged.

He leaned down and bit at one of my erected nipples, making me hiss.  “Not at all,” he breathed, biting at the other nipple.  I got goosebumps when his large, warm hands wrapped firmly around my rib cage while he placed kisses along the outline of my bra and in my cleavage.  I held my breath as he undid my bra and pulled it off, freeing my heavy breasts.  “I knew they were beautiful when they were pushing up out of your work-out shirt that day in the gym,” he murmured to himself before firmly taking one in his hand and bringing it to his mouth.  I whimpered as he sucked on it, flicking his tongue over my nipple before switching to my other breast.

After a bit, he worked his way back up to my lips, drinking deeply from me once again.  We were both gasping for air when he wove his fingers through the top of my hair and pushed my head away from us to end the kiss.  My hands dropped heavily to my sides as I attempted to catch my breath.  My finger tips tingled with anticipation as I slowly grabbed the hem of his tank and lifted up to pull it over his head.  He obliged in helping me, allowing me to draw my hands down his shoulders to the front of his chiseled chest and down his taught abdomen.  He sucked in a breath and didn’t breathe while I explored.  He let the breath out in a moan when my hands surveyed below the waistband of his pants and cupped his erection through the soft material.

“Mmm,” I purred with approval of how hot, long and thick he felt just in my hand.

“Is it too ostentatious for you?” he asked hoarsely, with his blue eyes sparkling.

I nodded, my intentions clear.  Without saying anything I hooked my fingers in his waistband and slipped his flannel pj pants down over his hips, freeing him.  Before he could make a move, I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue from the base of his shaft up the length and swirling my tongue lightly around the tip of him.

Before she took me into her mouth she looked up at me with pleading eyes, as if she was asking permission to take me.  I slowly nodded once and threaded my fingers through her hair, guiding her mouth to take me.  I couldn’t help but groan out as her warm lips pressed down over my tip, bravely taking as much as she could into her mouth.  When she pulled back, I felt her tongue press along my shaft, adding just more pleasure.  She spit on me before taking me in again, this time using her hands to assist her.  The sounds of her sucking me off, coupled with the occasional grunts and moans she made when was unable to hold my hips still any longer, fucking her mouth, filtered through my ears as I only allowed myself to focus on the feeling over her mouth and hands.  After having a hard-on for so long and her wonderful charm of giving amazing head, I was soon crying out a warning.

“Abby, I’m going to come…”

“Mmmm,” she hummed, giving me the okay to let myself go.  A few seconds later I was emptying all my pent up frustration into her mouth as she took all of it happily. 

“Fuck…” I groaned as I leaned backwards against the dresser.  “That was fucking amazing.”

She just looked up with a smile that told me she was ready for part 2.

He wasted no time to slide his one hand down my pants and to my now dripping wet cleft.

“Mmm, heat and lace…feels like you are more than ready for me,” he growled into my ear, sending shivers down my spine once again and almost causing me to cry out in anticipation of what he might do to me.  He slid them down and stopped at my Y to trace a finger across my lace covered cleft, giving my clit a firm push.  “Kris!” I hissed while I stepped out of my pants, using a hand on his shoulder to steady myself. 

“Come with me,” he said hoarsely.  I felt like I was moving in slow motion.  “Lay down,” he then said in a tone that probably would have made me bow down and worship the devil himself even knowing what kind of things were waiting for me on the other side.

 “I can’t feel my legs anymore,” I mumbled as I attempted to climb up on the bed.”

He left out an ironic laugh as he picked me up and placed me in the center of the bed.  “And I haven’t even gotten to the good parts yet.”

“Well you’re doing an amazing job on the mediocre parts,” I smiled lazily at him.

“Good, cause I need to prove to you that not all hockey players are all about the final score.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah,” he said, pulling me to the edge of the bed before kneeling on the floor. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as he situated himself between my legs and put them up on his shoulders like he was getting ready for the long haul.  “I’m thinking that was the problem with your other hockey player relationships…he only thought about the end result and forgot all about the fact that the game is a full 60 minute effort.”

“I think you’ve been reading too much press about how you guys can’t play a full 60 minutes game…” I laughed at his attempt to be serious.

“Well this might be true, but I’m all about proving to you that I can definitely perform for a whole 60 minutes,” he said, attempting not to smile and laugh as he said this, but failing miserably. 

She tasted sweeter than I ever imagined as I dipped my tongue between her folds for the first time.  I smiled as she squirmed under my touch, no more playful banter, this was all serious business.  Instead of teasing, I couldn’t help but to delve right in, lapping up her sweet nectar as she cried out in pleasure.  I screwed my tongue as deep as I could go, replacing it with my fingers so that I could suck on her pearl.  I knew I was getting somewhere fast as she bucked against my face and began yelling out, “Yes, oh God, Kris, Fuck, pleeeeaassseeee, oh!”  Those were the last coherent words that came from her mouth as I pushed my index finger against her g-spot, bringing her tumbling over the edge.

As I laid there trembling from the amazing orgasm he gave me, he pulled a condom out from his nightstand and slipped it on while standing between my legs while looking down at me as if he wanted to devour me.  I left out a sigh as he ran the tip of his cock up and down my slit a few times.  “Kris,” I breathed out.

“Are you ready?” he whispered with an anticipating smile.

I pushed myself up onto my elbows as I nodded my head.  We both watched as his thick cock slid between my folds, disappearing deep inside of me.  My head rolled back as I cried out in ecstasy with my walls stretching to accept his thickness.  Kris hissed and I felt his hands firmly squeeze my hips as I bottomed out inside of me.

“Wrap your legs around my waist, Abby,” he commanded me.  I obliged him and locked my ankles for stabilization.  Once I was set he began pulling out to the end of his length before plunging deep into me once more, setting a strong pace.  I fisted my hands in the comforter that I was laying on for leverage and hung on for the ride.  I cried out with everything hit and watched as determination tensed his face and the rest of his body.  I couldn’t help but swoon at his muscles flexing and unflexing with his movement.

“Fuck!” I yelled suddenly when he tilted my hips upwards, allowing him to hit my g-spot once again and soon my vision was blurred by another orgasm rolling over me.  I was still trying to gain my bearings as Kris pulled out and coaxed me back towards the middle of the bed so that he had room to lie down on his back.

“I want you on top of me, girl,” I growled as I tugged on her wrist to coax her over to me.  She smiled mischievously as she crawled over to me like a lion on the prowl.  I lay watching as her breasts swayed heavily against the gravity and the dim light that shined in from the living room softly caressed her smooth skin.  Her eyes were still sedate from the orgasm I had just given her and I could tell she still didn’t have all her strength back from it.  I thought she was going to crawl up and kiss me on the lips but instead she quickly swooped down to the indent of my right hip and ran her tongue along it, giggling as she did.  I hissed as she trailed her tongue up past my belly button and traced the indent between my six-pack all the way up to my nipples.  Her hair was long enough to drag across my skin, causing me to tense in an attempt to try and not begin squirming from it tickling me.  She giggled again as I cursed her while she swirled her tongue around my nipple and proceeding to blow lightly over it to make it erect so that she could nip lightly at it.  She then did the same to the other. 

“Damn you,” I complained through a clenched jaw, becoming overly turned on.  “I shouldn’t be surprised that you can act like a vixen…” I began to say but I was shushed as she crawled up beside me and leaned down to kiss me deeply as the words were still on my lips.  Her dominating confidence was a total turn-on, suddenly turning the mellow session into something with more fire and edge.  I reached out and roughly pulled her down on top of me, making her leave out a squeak in surprise.  The kiss instantly became more intense, her hands were pulling at my hair, biting firmly onto her lip.  Soon, she was straddling herself overtop of me and screwing herself down over my dick, all without breaking our kiss until I moaned out in pleasure.  Her body took all of me and we both cried out as she ground her hips against mine and pushed me into the mattress as she rocked.

I cupped her breasts with my hands and forcefully used them to push her up off of me so that she was sitting erect on top of me.  Once she was sitting, postured, I slid my hands down and held onto her hips so that I could thrust up deep into her.  She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but no sound came out as I pulled her down hard onto me.  I could tell she was too lost in the moment to even make a sound, making me fuck her even harder.  When she opened her eyes again she looked down at me and didn’t look away, it was as if we were having a whole conversation just by staring deep into each other eyes.  It was a passionate moment that I can honestly say I never shared before with someone.

With as hard as we were going at it, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer and I wanted to make sure she came with me when I finally released, so I let go of her one hip and began pushing on her pleasure button, making her begin crying out loudly.  I suddenly hit my peak and she was just a step behind, causing her muscles clamp down around me and milk me of everything I had left.

“Abby!” I called out in a low tone, finally allowing my eyes to close.

Something broke in me when I heard him yell out my real name; the way he said it made me feel like someone had told me that I was going to live happily ever after.  Maybe it was the way he looked into my eyes as he came, the way it seemed as if he was looking deep into my soul.  Or maybe it was just that I had had three of the most intense orgasms ever.  Either way the whole act was definitely at a level I had never experienced.  I had a feeling it would never be topped, at least not with another man.

I slowly laid back down on top of his chest and we laid still intimately connected for what seemed to be a long time because he actually had to wake me up so that we could get cleaned up and maybe get some sleep.

“Abby,” he whispered into my ear as he pushed back a piece of my hair off my sweaty face.  “Baby, lets get cleaned up.”  I groaned as he moved from underneath me, causing him to laugh at my sedate state.  “Ah, so there is a time that you aren’t always so smart ass…”

“It’s your fault,” I whined.  “How do you expect me to move after that?”

“You act like it’s your first time having good sex,” he snorted as he pulled a towel out of the closet for me.

“I’m not falling for that one.”

“Falling for what?”

“You want me to tell you that you’re the best I’ve ever had,” I exclaimed.

“Why wouldn’t you want to tell me that?  Besides,” he paused to look at the clock, “I think I totally proved I’m good for 60 plus minutes,” he smirked.

“Because! Look at you!  Already you are strutting around here thinking you are the man!”  To prove my words proceeded to put on a production. Still naked, he strutted over to the edge of the bed, winked and turned back around like he was walking on the catwalk.  “What the hell are you doing?!” I laughed trying to figure out if it was his stupidity or the awe of his high confidence that had me floored.

“I figured that if I’d put on a little after show for you that you’d proclaim hands down I am the best you’ve ever had,” he chirped as he walked back over to me.

I laughed out loud and groaned.  “You’re definitely the most pathetic.”

“Well at least I top your list for something,” he smiled broadly before scooping me off the bed and taking me into the bathroom for round 2.