"You are so beautiful," he whispered. Pulling away for a moment he paused. He didn't want to scare her. Things were moving fast.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to–" But Kat grabbed his shirt and pulled him close again. This time she was the one who kissed him. She kissed him hard and rough. He knew she wanted this as much as he did. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, running a hand through his hair.
Leaning his forehead against hers, he tried to catch his breath. Kris could see the fire in her eyes. He leaned in reclaiming her lips. These clothes were getting in his way. Kris tugged at her jersey again he wanted it off. Now.
"Not yet," Kat said softly in his ear.
Kris sighed a bit, his lips sliding along her cheek. His stubble scraped her skin as he whispered in her ear. "You aren't just being a tease, are you?"
Kris felt her body tremble under him as his breath hit her skin.
"Hardly. Trust me. Okay?"
Kris nodded before his lips slammed down on hers again, immediately forcing his tongue into her mouth. As he deepened the kiss, her tongue danced with his.
Her hands moved down his body. He took in a sharp breath as she unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He liked where this was going.
Kat slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt as he nibbled at her lips. Her hands slid around his waist. She ran her fingertips up his back, gently scratching his skin with her nails. That about put him over the edge, until she slid her hands down further to see he was commando under those slacks. His heart pounded hard in his chest as she reached around and took him in her delicate hand.
Oh, now that was too much for him to handle. He wanted to be in her, not in her hand. One of two things would happen when he reached for her pants. She would freak, or she would let him take them off. He was hoping for the latter. Otherwise he had a long night in a cold shower waiting for him.
Kris grabbed for her pants and she gasped against his lips. Slowly he unzipped them. When she didn't protest, he pulled off her boots one at a time, then slid off her jeans and tiny panties in one movement. She let out a hard breath. Kris looked up at her to make sure she was still okay. Her smile and her dark eyes told him all he needed to know.
He placed kisses up her thighs. She squirmed each time he scratched her skin with his scruff. Softly chuckling at her response, he purposely continued to do it until he reached her stomach.
She didn't pull away, but he could feel her holding her breath. He wasn't sure what she was afraid of, but he wanted to do anything in his power to ease her mind.
She grabbed at his shirt collar, pulling him up to her. She knew what she wanted, and he liked that. Damn, did he like that.
Her lips ran along his rough cheek. He scooped her ass up in his hands and hiked her up so her hips sat on his. Kat let out a hard breath as her body fell onto his.
Taking her mouth in his and bracing her against the wall, he pushed inside of her moist folds. She gasped into his mouth; that only turned him on more. Moving until he filled her to the hilt, she groaned against his lips.
Her body wriggled against his a bit. He took it as a sign that she wanted more. He was happy to oblige that request. She was so beautiful and he wanted more of her.
Thrusting vigorously in her, he pushed her harder against the wall. Her arms holding tight around his shoulders. The way she was moving against him was not making it easy for him to hold back. As much fun as it would be to make her come right here against the wall, he wanted to see every inch of her. He wanted to taste her skin and caress her body. His lips took over hers, as he tangled his hands into her hair.
Once Kat noticed he had slowed his movements, she whispered in his ear, "More, please?" She was almost begging. Her pouty lips slid against his jaw. Damn, that was sexy.
"I need to take you upstairs for that, and lose some of these clothes." He flashed her a devilish grin. "What do you say?"
"Yes, please."
Dropping her to the floor, he smacked her ass as she let out a little squeal. Taking her hand he led her up the stairs.
Once inside the doorway to his bedroom, he grabbed her and turned her quickly forcing her body up against the wall. He pressed his body hard against hers. Kissing her hungrily, her body melted against his. He ran his tongue ran along the outside of Kat's lips, then pushed into her mouth, their tongues tangling in passion.
"Can I get rid of this now?" he asked her. Sex with the jersey on was intense, but he was over it.
Kat gave him a bashful look, her lips a little pouty. He took that chance and grabbed her jersey, tugging it up over her head and throwing it to the floor. Worried why she was so nervous about that he watched her intently. His eyes swept over her naked body, loving every inch of it.
He pulled her to him and kissed her shoulder, running his hands up her sides and along her back. His whiskers tickled her shoulder. "This has to go," he said, referring to the black lacey bra, the only thing she had left on.
Before she could even smile, he had the bra unhooked and on the floor. He met her eyes. She appeared less nervous but still uneasy.
He moved his hands from her back, down to her curvy hips, her body was so soft. "You are beautiful," he whispered into Kat's ear.
Grabbing her thighs he lifted her up. Kat wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the bed. Laying Kat on his bed he crawled up her body. He ran his warm lips up her stomach as he slid his body onto hers. He paused for a moment, looking into her eyes. He moved a strand of hair out of her face. The uneasiness was gone.
"I don't know what it is about you–" He traced the curves of her body. "Is this okay?" he asked, trying to catch his breath, hoping she wouldn't say no.
Kat bit her bottom lip and nodded. He kissed her lips, then teased her neck with his tongue, trailing down her neck, licking her breasts, while cupping them in his hands.
He looked down at her, taking in the beauty of her large breasts, then taking one breast in his mouth, licking around her aroused nipple and gently sucking on it. Kat arched her back in pleasure and moaned out loud.
Kat traced his muscular chest with her fingers, her hands trailing down to his waist. She bit her bottom lip. He knew what she wanted. She wanted the same thing that he did.
Moving on top of her, he pressed his warm length into her, gently at first, so not to hurt her; she moaned softly at his touch. He thrust harder into her, with a slow rhythm. She was so moist, he squeezed his eyes shut trying to keep his control.
Kat arched her back and moved her hips into him.
"Harder…" Kat moaned.
He grabbed her ass pulling her to him, her legs wrapping around him. He held her close to him with one hand and ran his other hand up, stroking her nipple. He started to thrust into her harder and deeper. He kissed up her body, back to her mouth and devoured her mouth in his.
He wanted this so badly. His hard body slammed harder and faster into her. Kris hungrily gazed down at her. "Baby, I can't take much more. I want to explode inside of you…"
"Oh please.." she begged.
Kris sped up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper into Kat, faster and faster until finally she climaxed and screamed out loud as she came undone under him. Exhausted, he collapsed beside her.
Chapter 6
Kat woke at 5am, realizing she was still in Kris's bed. Kat never did things like this. Her heart raced, what do I do now? Was she an honest to goodness puck bunny now?
Kris rolled over. Seeing that she was awake, he kissed her lips gently. "Good morning."
"Hi, g'morning," she whispered. "I guess I should get myself together and go get my car?" Her voice shook nervously, she wasn't sure what to do or say.
"Don't be silly, Kat," Kris said, smiling. "Stay." He caressed her shoulder gently, then kissed her.
"But..." She didn't know where this was going. Was this a one night stand? When was she supposed to leave? Before she could worry anymore, he broke into her thoughts.
"Stay," Kris said again. Looking at her reass
uringly, he kissed her gently. She smiled and snuggled close to his warm body. The smell of his cologne wrapped around her, making her feel safe and warm, until she finally fell back asleep.
A few hours later, Kat awoke (again) to Kris watching her sleep. His deep brown eyes staring at her naked body gave her goose bumps.
"Good morning, beautiful," Kris said to her as he softly kissed her lips. He flipped his hair back and out of his face, running his fingers through it.
"Good morning," Kat replied, looking at that gorgeous face. What a way to wake up…she thought. "Last night was amazing, but you should know I don't ever do things like that…." she said, embarrassed.
"Trust me, I don't either. You don't need to explain. Honestly, I don't know what came over me. You are just so beautiful." His words sounded so genuine. "I hope I didn't frighten you?"
"No, not at all." She smiled. Surprisingly, his roughness last night was a turn on.
"Good, then how about some breakfast?" Pulling on some pajama pants, tossed on a shirt and gave her a shirt to wear.
When was she supposed to make her graceful exit? Breakfast? "Are you sure? I can call a cab…" She shifted nervously.
"Nonsense." He took her face in his hands. "I don't want you to go, okay?" He smiled, making her want to melt where she stood.
The stairway was hardwood; it was chilly under her bare feet. There was a thick wooden railing. At the bottom of the steps the floor looked like stone, she remembered that from last night. This was the first time she got a look at the kitchen. It was a large kitchen and every appliance was stainless steel. There were double doors that led out to the porch, and they let in a lot of light. Outside there was a nice sized porch and a huge pool.
"You have a pool?" It was covered in snow.
"Oh yeah, it's a nice place to relax in the summer." He smiled, then walked over to her, and with his lips close to her ear said, "There is also a hot tub out there, maybe you can join me sometime?" He slyly smiled.
His breath on her neck made her heart race, and her lady parts tingle. She did her best to compose herself as he went back to preparing breakfast.
Helping out, Kat grabbed the cups of coffee off of the counter and carried them over to their place settings at the breakfast nook. She took a sip of the hot coffee. Yum. She really liked her morning coffee.
As Kris made eggs and pancakes, she watched him, standing at the stainless steel stove in his pajama pants, bare feet, and designer t-shirt. Kat thought, He sure is charming, I mean what woman wouldn't be charmed by that accent. Those strong hands. That hard body. And that sexy hair.
As if on cue, Kris ran his fingers through his hair, flipping it to one side. Watching that was almost a tease.
"So, you're a chef too?" Kat smirked at him from across the kitchen.
"Sure am!" He chuckled. "A guy has to eat you know! I always thought if I didn't play hockey I would like to be a chef."
"Really? Hell, you could be a male model!" She giggled.
"Sure, a model with a nose that has been broken more than a few times!" He laughed.
His nose really wasn't that bad looking. Kat had seen worse. "Really? I think your nose is kinda cute…"
Kris shrugged as he smirked.
Before bringing the food to the table he grabbed a baseball cap and put it on backwards, using it to keep the hair out of his face. She bit her bottom lip. Watching him at the stove, and especially with that baseball cap on he was driving her senses wild. Not knowing what to think of this whole situation she was torn. Torn between being totally turned on right now, and she was, and wondering if she should gather up her stuff and leave right after breakfast. Was she just a hook up?
She looked down at herself; she wasn't the typical girl you would see with a hockey player. She just wasn't. She was so worried that once he took off her jersey last night that their tryst would be over; but it wasn't.
He sat down beside her. She could smell his cologne, and it brought back vivid memories of last night, him running his hands down her thighs, pulling her close, running his warm lips up her stomach, his hard body pressing on top of her… She shook her head. She needed to snap out of it.
These were the best pancakes Kat ever had. Her Grandma always said, if no one was talking during a meal, then it must be good, and that was true in this case! Kat was stuffing her face, not leaving time for talking. She noticed Kris watching her and figured she had something hanging off her chin, because why wouldn't she after the whole nacho cheese incident? Once she was able to talk, she smiled and said "This is really good…"
"Thanks."
"Don't you like pancakes?" she asked. Kris mostly had eggs on his plate. He did have two tiny pancakes, but he was picking at them like a child playing with his food. Why would he make them if he didn't like them?
Kris laughed. "No. I mean, I do like pancakes. I just, well, they are full of carbs. I try to eat a high protein diet, as much as I can. But I wanted to give you a choice, pancakes and eggs. The pancakes smelled so good, I couldn't help myself."
"From what I saw, apparently whatever you are doing is paying off," she said, referring to his awesome physique. If she quit eating pancakes, could she look that awesome? she wondered.
After they were done eating, Kris started to clear the plates, and Kat grabbed them up instead. She felt like she needed to do something to help. She walked them over to the sink, and before she could turn around Kris came up behind her, put his hands on her hips, and moved her hair aside. He started to kiss her neck. Kat shivered with excitement as his lips touched her skin. He moved his hand up to her stomach, pulling her close to his hard body. Since all she had on were her panties and one of his t-shirts, he moved his hands down to her thighs, caressing her soft skin, and moved his touch up till he cupped her round bottom in his hands. Kat let out a muffled moan.
Her heart started to race as confusion set in. She was sure last night was a one time thing.
"You drive me crazy… no one has ever… made me feel this way…" Kris said in between kisses on her neck.
Kat turned to face him. Her lips were so close they were almost touching his, and his hand cupped her face.
He gently moved her face to his, and kissed her hard, pressing at her lips with his tongue, letting her know he wanted inside. Once granted entrance, their tongues twisted and danced. Pushing her towards the counter, their bodies were as close as they could be. His hands moved up under the oversized t-shirt she was wearing and caressed her bare body, then held her hips tight to his.
She could feel he was hard through his pajama pants. She caressed him lightly, then pulled away, teasing him. He let out a flirty chuckle as he gazed at her, his brown eyes heavy with lust.
They fumbled about trying to get to the couch. His t-shirt came off somewhere between the kitchen and the living room. They dropped down onto the couch, both thinking the bedroom was too far away…they needed each other now. Kat didn't know what got into her, but it felt right. Kris pulled off her t-shirt to expose her breasts, grabbing at her already hard and aroused nipples. He tasted them and sucked on them, which caused Kat to let out a moan of approval.
He pulled her hips to his, pressing his hard manhood against her. Letting her know how badly he wanted her. He moved his hand down between her legs and gently caressed her, teasing her moist center with his every movement. She began to push against him, moving his hand to where she wanted him. Her body was on fire and her pulse raced. She wanted more. She tugged at his pajama bottoms– luckily they slid right off– and looking into his big brown eyes, she begged, "I want you."
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Kris wasn't sure why she made him feel like this. She made it hard for him to keep his cool. He was out of control around her. He never lost control, not even during a game. He prided himself on that.
Smirking at her, he slid her panties off and onto the floor. Taking a minute to observe the beauty lying in front of him, he looked up and down her creamy skin, his glance ending at her deep blue eyes. He lea
ned in and kissed her.
Kat pulled away slightly and whispered, "I want you."
He kissed her again, devouring her mouth passionately. While looking down at her pushed his hard and thick manhood inside her.
Kat moaned, "Oh God, Kris."
Holding her legs, she was at a perfect angle for him to bury himself deep inside her wet center. He thrust slowly at first, but quickly losing all control, he moved faster. He thrust harder inside her.
Kat let out a muffled, "Kris…"
He moved deeper inside her, and was rewarded with a low moan. "Yes…"
Sweat glistening on her forehead, her eyes fixated on him. She was beautiful. She closed her eyes as she threw her head back and moaned, arching her hips into him more. She was so wet and the movement was too much for Kris to handle.
"Oh God, Kat, c'mere." He dug his fingers into her hips, pushing her body into him harder. He exploded inside of her, as she came undone and shuddered underneath him. She dug her nails into his shoulders, until her body quieted and she curled up against his strong body.
Kat let out a heavy breath and smiled. She touched his cheek, wiping perspiration off of his face.
Smiling down at her he whispered, "how about a shower?"
Kat nodded. Kris wrapped his arm around her, her body facing away from him, and hugged her tight.
His cell phone buzzed from the coffee table. He could see it said 'Anna'. Great. What the hell did she want now? She was the last person he wanted to hear from at that moment. Kat moved to see what he was doing, but he switched his phone off before she could see the display.
He hadn't heard from Anna in months. What could she possibly want now?
Pressing his chin against Kat's shoulder he placed a kiss on her skin. He really liked her and didn't want to scare her off. Kat looked up at him, her eyes shiny and nervous, unsure what to make of all this, still.
"Kat, I want to really get to know you, I want to know all about you, not just what you're like in bed, even though I already know I like that." He smirked "I have a busy schedule with the team, but I would love to continue seeing you." His glance serious as he watched for her reaction.
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