25. Lovers

Genre: Paranormal romance, drama

Type: Series
Characters: Leigh, Krisis
Prompt:014. Lovers

Word Count: 596 +

Warning: nudity, adult situations

Rating:  M- (coarse language, adult situations, nudity. N.B-Applies to the whole series)

Summary: Krisis finally gets his just desserts

014. Lovers

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Bridgeport, present day

“Is this what you want?” He asked, his voice breaking with emotion, as he trailed his mouth on her cheek, gently nibbling on her ear lobe, before going down lower. His lips rested on the side of her neck, anticipation building up, sharp intake of breaths.

“Yes,” she cried softly, clawing at his t-shirt, roaming her hands all over his hard chest. She was vaguely aware of being in a spacious, modernly furnished room, but she had no idea how she got there or when. The last thing she remembered was him scooping her in his arms, and a strange sensation of traveling through time and space.

Like that was even possible.

“And this?” He was enjoying this, toying with her, as he lightly trailed his fingers on her bare skin, before cradling her hips with both his hands, holding her firmly against his arousal.

“Now,” she pleaded, but he wasn't done yet. With a skillful flick of his hand, her bra was loose, and it fell to the floor. For a long time he stared at her, and she tried to cover herself, feeling shy suddenly, but he gently pushed her hands away.

“Don’t ever hide from me, Ashleigh,” he murmured softly, his eyes dark with desire, before reaching for her again.

He kissed her until they both couldn’t keep up with the games of teasing each other, to see who could break first.

He lifted her in his arms again, and laid her on the expansive bed.

He gently parted her legs, and settled his weight over her. In one, swift movement he entered her, and she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth, biting back her screams. No, she wasn’t in agony...Krisis inside of her was…bliss, and for a long time they both didn’t move, savoring the moment, gazing into each others eyes.

At first he was relentless and thorough, stirring unfamiliar feelings inside her, his pace quickening, sending their hearts soaring. When she was sure she couldn’t keep up, he slowed down, kissing her sensuously, his tongue softly teasing hers, causing her to moan out loud, and beg for more!

For hours they made love, losing track of time, all they were aware of was their intense need to pleasure each other. At dawn, finally spent, Leigh fell asleep in his arms, only to be awoken by his cell phone two hours later.

It was J.D. He wanted to know where he was. They were at the airport, and the flight was leaving in an hour.

She got up when he did, and by the time he’d collected his luggage bags and car keys she was ready to leave too.

“Can you drop me off at home?” She asked, with a subdued look in her eyes.

“Sure,” he nodded.

He was all business now. Ready to go on tour. No doubt missing his damn groupies already!

“Are you okay?” He asked, sensing her dark mood.

“I’m fine,” she brushed him off.

“Look, Ashleigh…” he started to say but she stonewalled him.

“One night Krisis, that’s all it was…”

He didn’t say much after that, and he sped off as soon she jumped out of the car. She looked up at her apartment, the lights were on, and Devon was still up, worried sick about her. She should have called him, but she’d been so drunk with lust. For a beautiful six hours she’d shut off the world, and she’d belonged to him, and he’d belonged to her. For six hours they were lovers, and now he was gone, probably thinking about his next jump off.


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