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Ice

Black Silk

Ice 6

I shot straight up out of bed. 
Breathing heavily, I looked around. 

This isn't my room. 
Looking down I gulped. These aren't my sheets. Where did the black silk come from?
And then I glanced over. 

There lay Kris. 
He was sleeping on his stomach, head turned towards me. His naked back was tan and his hair was messy. 

When he slept he looked child-like.  

I reached to look under the sheets and groaned. 
I'm naked. 
He's naked. We had sex. 
Sacre Bleu. 

I sat there and thought, trying to remember. 

>>rewind 9 hours<<

Kris's lips moved faster against mine, then breaking off and landing on my neck. 

I gasped and moaned, running my fingers through his beautiful hair. 

" Kris" I moaned, pulling on his hair to bring his face to mine. 

From where I sat on his lap, I could feel his hard on pressing up through my thighs, heating my core. 

" Let's get out of here." he whispered against my lips. 
I nodded. 

Kris jumped up, me still tangled against him, legs wrapped around his waist. 

He stepped down from the deck and carried me to his car. 
I giggled when he all but threw me in the passenger seat. 

He ran around the his side, pulling open and slamming the door shut. 

" Oh yes. I like this side of you." he grinned, kissing me roughly as he cranked the engine. 

I laughed when he spun out of the driveway like a bat out of hell. 

I grinned, running my hand up his thigh as he sped down the highway. 

" Stop, Aury, I'm concentrating." he growled. 

Ding! Lightbulb!
A thought popped into my mind as he stared down the road. 

I ran my hand up his strong thigh again, this time resting it on top of his suit covered hard on, and scratched lightly. 

The car swerved. 
" Aurelie, really?" he groaned. 

I giggled. " Kris, are you going to fuck me?" I asked innocently. 

The car came to a complete halt on the empty highway. He turned to me with a fire in his eyes. 

" Yes. I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't walk straight, okay? But that's only if you be a good girl and let me drive us home. " 

He shifted into gear and took off, turning onto the road to take us there. 

Five minutes later we pulled into his driveway. 

" Alright, c'mon you impatient vixen." he pulled me out of the car and tugged me behind him inside and toward the stairs. 

We didn't get far before we started stripping. 

Kris started attacking my neck at the banister, and pushed me against a wall, sliding off his jersey over my head and tossing it. 

I giggled and he smirked, lifting me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist and he carried me up the stairs in just leggings and a bra. 

At the top of the stairs, I pulled off his jacket, pushing it to the floor. 
The shirt I ripped off after he tossed me on his bed, and the buttons went flying. 
" That was my best shirt" he grumbled. 
" I'll buy you a new one."  I retorted, pulling him to me by his shoulders. 

We both collapsed on the bed, and I rolled around so I was on top, straddling his waist as I kissed down his neck and chest, leaving a trail of hickeys, nibbling as I went. 

" Aurelie, darling?" he called. 
My head raised," Oui?"

In one quick motion he tore my metallic leggings off my body and I gasped.
"payback for the shirt" he smirked. 

I glared. 
His large hands cupped my newly revealed bottom, squeezing my cheeks. 

I reached my hand down, unbuckling the belt and pulling it off, tossing it randomly. 
The button on his pants confused me, so Kris took over, pulling his pants and boxer-briefs off all in one, leaving him completely naked. 

I moaned at the sight of his full erection, the dirty little girl inside of the reserved shell jumping for joy. 

He chuckled," Like what you see?"

I didn't answer, and merely sat up, undoing the clasps on my bra and letting it fall to the floor. 

Kris growled and flipped us over. 
Now hovering over me, his delicious lips descended upon my breasts, latching onto my right nipple. 

As was common with most skaters, I had small breasts, around a B cup. 

He didn't seem to mind. 

I moaned like a two bit whore, my nails running down his biceps. What am I doing? I shouldn't react this way to his touch! I hate him...right?

" You have talons, " he whispered, kissing the valley between my breasts and down my belly, stopping at my panty line. 

He looked up at me through dark eyelashes and I nodded. 

The French- Canadian pulled my underwear down by his teeth, tossing them behind him. 

Hot breath hit my thighs and I moaned," Kris, s'il vous plait. Not now, please, Kris. I need you." 

He grinned, climbing back up the bed to straddle my body, he knee pushing my legs apart. 

" Condom" he muttered and I nodded. I watched him reach over my head to the dresser drawer, and pull one out, ripping off the wrapper and sliding it down his hard, hot member. 

" Ready? He asked. I nodded. 

We kissed softly as he entered me. 

>>>>end flashback<<<

I was jolted out of my thoughts by Kris's stirring. 

I turned my head and watched as his eyes opened, looking around before finally resting on me. 

" bonjour, soleil" he said huskily in a roughy morning voice. 

I nodded," Morning"

He sighed, sitting up next to me. 

" Did we-"
" Yes" I answered. 
" Do you remem-"
" yes"
" did you enjoy it?"

I turned my head to him. 
" yes"