Once at your building you paid the driver the overly expensive California cab fare price and hopped out, almost dragging Kris with you. Once inside the building and in the elevator you pounced on him as soon as the heavy metal doors closed. You slammed him into a corner and crashed your mouth onto his, covering his lips with yours completely. At first Kris let you keep having control but then soon flipped the tables on you. He pinned you against the smooth brushed metal walls and dominated the kiss with his lips. You nearly went weak in the knees when he pushed his tongues way into your mouth, exploring it all, fighting with yours. He ran his hands down your sides till he came to your ass, he grabbed a hold of it and lifted you off the ground, instinctively you wrapped your legs around his waist. And just in time since the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Kris carried you out, down the white painted brick hallway to your door.

Without breaking the kiss you dug out your keys and gave them to him before wrapping your arms back around his neck. He quickly unlocked the door and pushed it open, carrying you in and then kicking it closed behind him. He carried you to the island counter in the kitchen bar area and sat you down on the edge. Finally he broke the kiss and took a step back to look at you. You were breathing fairly heavy, your lips were swollen from the intense kissing, your cheeks were flushed, and your clothes were slightly askew, basically you looked good in his eyes.

"God you're beautiful," Kris whispered before approaching you again.

You latched your lips back onto his, moaning as his hands slid up to your sides and slid under your shirt. Slowly he slid his hands up your sides, taking your shirt with them. When it got to your shoulders you lifted your arms and broke the kiss so your shirt could be discarded. Instead of going back into the kiss you grabbed his shirt from the bottom edges and lifted it up quickly, literally tearing it off him. Once the shirt was discarded on the floor you ran your hands down his chest, running your fingers over his tattooed abs and chest.

"God that's so amazingly hot," you said, playing your finger once more over the inked muscle.

Kris came forward and placed his hands on your stomach, running his own hands over your abs. Without taking his eyes off of yours he slowly slid his hands up towards your chest, softly running a hand over each breast. You let out a gasp as his fingers pressed down on your nipples through the thin fabric. Slowly he started to rub circles with his fingers over your nipples, massaging your breasts as he went, but never taking his eyes of your. You couldn't help but break the eye contact every once and a while when he did something to make you gasp. You couldn't help it, he was just that good. Finally his hands slid back down to your stomach and wrapped around it before he lifted you off the counter and carried you into the living room.

"Two things," you said in-between kisses.

"What?" Kris asked, breathing heavy in your ear.

"One, there is no way in hell we're getting up my spiral staircase like this. And two, you're gonna have to be on top where ever we do it, I won't allow you to friction burn your new tattoo that I just did," you finished before kissing him again.

"That I can handle, I like being on top. And while I have no problem with the couch or the floor, I say we take it to the bed," Kris said.

"Agreed," you said, squirming out of his grasp and landing on the floor with ease.

You turned to face him seductively and started to entice him to you, beckoning him with your finger. When he got closer you turned so you were facing away and began to swing your hips seductively as you led the way. When you got to the first stair you bent over sexily and slipped off one shoe. Kris started to chuckle softly and came up behind you, pressing himself into your back side. Smiling you took a few steps up before bending over again the same way and taking off the other shoe. This time when he came up to get behind you, you shook your head and finger no. At the next few steps you turned and popped your ass in his direction before sliding your hands up your skirt and grabbing a hold of the top of your tights. Once you had your tights in between your fingers you started to slowly slide them down your legs, wiggling your hips as you did so. When he reached out to touch you, you stopped and slapped his hand away. You then went back to sliding them down, once off you threw them at him and went up a few more stairs. At this point he had at least kicked off his shoes, and when he tossed your tights behind him he slid off his socks as well before following you farther up.

When he caught up to you finally did a little show of swinging your hips side to side as you watched him over your shoulder. You almost laughed when you watched him torn in two, his eyes darting back and forth between your eyes and your hips. Slowly you once again slid your hands underneath your skirt, only this time you grabbed a hold of your underwear and pulled them down slowly. You let them drop to your ankles and then bent, just enough that he got a peek of your ass underneath the skirt, to kick them off. He just about about fell over backwards when you bent down and you tried your best not to laugh at him. As you continued up the stairs you noticed he wasn't following you and looked down. Only to find him looking up under your skirt as you ascended the stairs.

"Hey no cheating," you warned playfully.

"But that's not fair, I can't touch and I can't peak?" Kris said, almost begging when he asked.

"Almost, almost," you whispered seductively.

You continued up till you reached the landing and waited for him to catch up. When he finally did, you were leaning against the door jam of your bedroom, your back still facing him. When you heard him approach you slowly slid your hands up your back and undid your bra. As you slid the straps off your shoulder you made sure to watch him as you did so. As the bra came off your shoulders you wrapped one arm across your chest and covered your breast with your hand. With your other free hand you took the bra and held it up in the air, waving it a bit in the air slowly.

"Hopefully you'll be naked by the time I get to the bed," you purred seductively then dropped your bra.

You didn't stay to watch the scene but from the noise you could just imagine what he was doing out there. It sounded like he was racing to get his jeans and boxers off, not caring where they landed when he flung them, and that in fact was what he was doing. When he finished he walked in and you watched him approach the bed as you were laying on your back facing the door.

"God you look good enough to eat," Kris growled as he brought his body over yours.

"Possibly," you teased before kissing the tip of his nose.

Not meaning to Kris crossed his eyes and watched you kiss the tip of his nose, and combine that with the looks of confusion and pure raw lust on his face made it too much for you. You burst out laughing.

"That's it, you're so owned," Kris said before stopping your laughing with his lips.

As he deepened the kiss he pressed his body against yours and you felt his erection press against you and push your skirt up a bit. At the feel of the smooth hard skinned member pressing against you, you bucked your hips into him. As you were about to buck again he placed a hand on your hip and pushed you down. You looked up at him confused.

"Hmmm, since I am to be on top, I'm in control. You had your tease fest, now it's my turn," he said before placing a trail of kisses down your neck and collarbone.

You moaned as his trail of kisses went farther down your chest and towards your nipple. As his mouth engulfed one nipple his hand played with the other, making both ache from the attention. When he felt satisfied he switched, placing the other in his mouth well gently flicking the previous with his fingers. The tiny attentions were driving you insane, you needed sex, and you needed it now. As your hands traveled down towards his erection you felt him back away.

"Ah, ah, ahhh. I told you it was my turn to tease. No touching me, no touching yourself till I say so. Don't make me pin your hands down," Kris teased.

You groaned but shook your head yes, though you weren't sure if you were going to be able to stay within the agreement or not. Kris slowly kissed his way down your stomach and then along the edge of your skirt top. You reached your hands down to slid the skirt off, but Kris stopped your mid move.

"Leave it for now," he said looking you in the eyes.

You once again nodded and let him go back to teasing the living daylights out of you. Slowly he trailed his hands down his your legs followed by soft, feather light kisses. He kissed his way all the way down to your feet, placing a kiss on the top of each tattoo on the tops of your feet. Then he began the agonizingly slow process of kissing his way back up your leg. But when he got to where your skirt ended mid thigh he paused a moment, taking his finger sucked on it a second then dragged it across where your hem line met your thigh. After he had drawn the line he blew softly on it, causing goose bumps to appear all over your skin as the cool forced air came in contact with your damp skin.

"Uhh, nnnn. That's new," you said trying to control yourself under his touches.

"Glad you approve," Kris said as he smiled.

He pushed your skirt up a bit higher and did the same thing as before, licking his finger and creating a design before blowing on it, causing shivers to course through your body. Slowly but surely he made his way up to your burning lower half and at that point you were about ready to explode from everything. Kris slowly slid up so he was lying next to you, looking you right in the eyes, so caught up in looking at him you didnt know what he was doing till you felt him push his fingers inside you.

"Oh god," you gasped as you felt his two fingers begin to move inside you.

You reached up with one hand, throwing out the no touching rule completely, and wound it in his glorious black and white hair and pulled him close for a kiss. You shoved your own tongue into his mouth and slowly ran it across the roof of his mouth, causing him to moan against your lips. In response he inserted another finger and began to rub circles on your clitoris with his thumb. At that you broke the kiss to let out a loud moan, bucking your hips on his hand trying to get as much feeling as possible. Kris grinned down at you when you opened your eyes finally, seeing his grin you decided to get even. After the next wave hit you, you slid your hand down to his erection and grabbed a hold of it, slowly you began to stroke him in time with his finger movements inside you.

"All right, enough playing," Kris said finally.

Sliding on top of you Kris slid your skirt off, positioned himself, took one long look at your naked form and then pushed into you quickly in one thrust. As your head pushed against the head board from the momentum of the thrust you could help but let profanities escape.

"This is going to be a long night," Kris said as he looked down at you, smiling before he thrust in to you again.
-xXx-
After about the third position you both were finally spent and passed out underneath the sheets. It wasn't until well into the early morning, when it was still slightly dark out, that you shot straight up out of bed, and could hear a small scream dying on your lips. Your heart was beating out of your chest, you were sweating and you couldn't remember if it was a good dream or a bad dream. All you could remember was that you had shouted Zacky's name when you flew awake.

Troubled, you laid back down and tried to go back to sleep. Eventually after curling against Kris you were able to get a few more hours of shut eye.
-xXx-
"Good morning gorgeous," you heard Kris say as you opened your sleep crusted eyes.

"Mmrgrmph," you mumbled rolling back over into a pillow.

"Not a morning person?" Kris asked.

"No, and slightly hung over. Is there a pack of smokes over on that side table?" you asked, shortly, not trying to hide the fact that you were in fact not a morning person.

When Kris handed you the pack you took one out and quickly lit it, taking in a deep drag. After you exhaled you had enough of your senses back to remember to offer him one, which he graciously took and lit. After you had finished your cigarette, you were in a better mood than before and had no problem cuddling up to Kris, not bothering to put any clothes on.

"This is a good way to wake," Kris said smiling.

"Mhm, I'll agree to that," you said, nodding your head in agreement.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Where's your bathroom?" Kris asked sitting up slowly.

"That door over there," you said pointing to the opposite wall from the bedroom door.

"Thank you love," Kris said as he kissed the top of your head and got up.

"I'll be here when you get out. I don't really feel like moving or getting dressed," you said, to him and to yourself.

"That I can handle," Kris said from the bathroom before closing the door.

As you heard the shower turn on you turned your thoughts over in your head. You knew it was a little fast, seeing as how you had been single for a day, not only single but recently divorced. But things always moved fast in your life, that's just the way it went. You were lying there trying to figure out whether or not to kick him out now and call him later, or let him stay when you heard a loud banging on your front door. Getting up slowly, you half ass wrapped the top sheet around your body and walked to the over looking hallway.

"Come in," you yelled, figuring whoever it was visiting had a key.

"Kales," Matt shouted as he entered your loft.

"Up here," you said, standing against the railing.

"What in gods name happened in here. It looks like a tornado went through your closet. Oh," Matt said, finally looking up at you on the walkway.

"That's what happened," he said, pointing at you wrapped in the sheet.

"Duh," you said, like it should have been obvious.

"Oh, oh, oh. That's just wrong. Put some damn clothes on for decency sake," Jimmy said walking in behind Matt and covering his eyes when he saw you.

"Fuck off," you teased, pulling the sheet tighter around you when you saw everyone else walk in as well.

"What are we having a fucking party?" you asked as everyone spilled in, taking seats where ever, kicking aside bits and pieces of your discarded attire from the night before.

"We need to talk," Matt said seriously.

"For fucks sake, haven't you ever hear of a telephone? Fine," you huffed.

"And I'm guessing that's my cue to leave," Kris said walking out in a towel as he bent to pick up his boxers and pants from the walkway.

"Probably. Give me a call later," you said as you kissed him on the lips quickly and went to put clothes on.

Notes

Oh sexy time, how I love you. . .