Cold as Ice, Hot as Fire
Animal
Alana let out a yawn as Mike passed her a red bull. "I can't have you be a zombie tonight Lana, It's a Pens game night." She nodded and took several sips from the remnants of the can before tossing it aside. She turned on her heel and delivered a tray full of red bull and vodka shots over to a nearby table as Led Zeppelin blasted on the jukebox. Her life for the past three weeks was full of working her ass off in an attempt to make up for the money her brother stole, and needless to say it was starting to catch up with her. She was exhausted, but she did what she had to do and right now that was all work and no play.
When she returned to the bar she looked up at the new LCD TV's Mike installed. To be honest she had never really followed hockey, and she wasn't about to start either. She looked away from the screen to serve a few patrons, and while wiping down the bar she heard his voice behind her. She stood up and turned around to see him on the screen talking. She stared for a moment as he talked about 'playing our game' and having the 'D show up strong'; but all that registered was the look on his face, the way he ran his hands through his hair, and the sweat dripping down his face. Lana continued to stare as her mind wandered off to the thought of him naked and sweaty on top of her, his hair brushing her face as he pushed himself into her.
"Checking out your best customer," Mike teased. Lana sharply turned her head and said flatly, "No, It's just strange seeing a regular up there that isn't being hauled away in handcuffs." He looked at her and smirked, "Sure...and he just comes here for the beer and your friendly service." She raised an eyebrow and said with attitude, "Excuse me?" What was he insinuating, did he somehow know? "Come on Lana, admit it," her boss chucked, "You like him." She quickly threw a wet rag at him and yelled, "No I don't you jerk!" As Mike peeled the rag off his face he laughed even harder and said, "I'm just teasing you Lana, Chill. Now why don't you go clean table five instead of daydreaming?"
In a flash she turned on her heel and took a tray over to the empty table full of glasses left over from happy hour with an annoyed look on her face. Did Alana like his body and the way he made her feel? Absolutely. That was lust, not love -- and of all people he should know that Lana didn't Love. She had gone almost two weeks without him and she was fine. She didn't need Kris, she just wanted a taste. That's not melting, that's human nature.
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Kris walked down the runway punching his fist into the wall at the end of the third period. It just seemed like nobody's head was in the game that night, and the mistakes led to a huge embarrassing loss at their first home game in over a week. As coach talked about how they had to improve their game he stood there zoning out while remembering all the things he messed up that night. He shouldn't have made that bad change, he should have anticipated what the winger was doing on that penalty kill, and he shouldn't have left Martin back to defend the line himself. Once Bylsma left he stripped off his jersey and gear before walking into the showers. The hot water and soap may have washed away the sweat, but it didn't wash away the sting.
With his suite and tie on he slipped out of the locker room and headed straight to the parking garage. All Kris wanted right now was to forget about the loss and move on, but how could he do that? He knew he was going to go home to an empty house where he would be stuck with his own thoughts. "Lana..." he said while he turned over his Range Rover. He hadn't seen her for so long, and maybe she was exactly what he needed right now. He traveled into Southside and headed into the bar, hoping he could get exactly what he needed that night.
It took only a matter of minutes to approach her apartment and climb the familiar wood steps. He knocked on the door and hear the sound of shuffling from inside the apartment. "Who is it?" she said. "It's me." Within seconds the door was open, and she was standing there in nothing but a towel. He stepped inside and kicked the door behind him shut as she stood there with a wry smile on her face. "I knew you couldn't last too much longer," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. He was going to say something, but all he could do was stare at her curvy body which was still dewy from the shower. She was right, only one night back and he already wanted her, but he wasn't scared to admit that.
Kris unbuttoned his dress shirt as he approached her like an animal stalking its prey. He tossed it aside as he pulled her by the white towel wrapped around her body into his. She grinned as fingers ran through his hair before pulling him in for a kiss and letting her towel hit the floor. Her free hand wandered down and with quick precision, unzipped his pants before grabbing ahold of him. The way her warm hand felt on him as she jerked him towards her sent his body into a frenzy. Unable to control himself he ran his arm along the coffee table, knocking everything onto the floor before lowering her body. The aggressive, primal feeling came over him as he grabbed her thighs and dove inside.
She was so tight like a vice, but he somehow got inside to the slippery paradise between her legs. Her moans were enough to send him into orbit, but he wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. He steadied himself and controlled his movements into more of a rhythm, tantalizing both their bodies with each thrust. He felt her nails dig into his shoulder blades as she begged him to keep going. The moans that escaped both their mouths were enough to raise the dead, but neither of them cared. All that mattered right now was the pure bliss that they were both feeling right now.Her body began to shake and her legs clamped around his thigh, taking everything inside not to come. He waited until she finished before pulling out, then releasing a warm stream onto her stomach.
"I think I need another shower," she said with a grin while sitting up as he caught his breath, "And I think you need to come in with me." Kris grinned knowing exactly what she meant, she wanted more...and so did he. They were both a bunch of animals, and he loved it.
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"So much for me getting some sleep tonight," she said laying in her bed next to Kris who was still breathing heavy. In a flash he rolled on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his strong arms as he leaned in and whispered, "I think it was worth it to stay awake." He ran his lips along her jaw for a moment, sending chills down her spine as he then whispered, "I missed you Lana...It's been far too long." Her body froze in place as his hazel eyes stared into hers. "You mean, you missed this," she joked, "because you were like a ravenous beast in bed tonight."
"Of coarse I missed this," he said calmly, "but I also missed you." Lana paused and her face dimmed. "What do you mean you missed me," she said in a semi-abrasive tone. Kris ran his long, slender fingers over her mouth as he said, "You know exactly what I mean. I have no girlfriend or family around here to great me when I come home from the road or have a rough game." He leaned in over her face, his hair brushing against her as he finished, "It may just be sex, but you're all I have to look forward to Lana." She laid there silently as she soaked in his words. He missed her. She was all he had? What was happening? Her hear rate began to increase as she began to feel nervous. "Kris, you know I can't give you more than this," she said trying to contain her nerves, "This is no strings remember? That's the rules."
"Shhhhhh," he said as his hand moved down her jawline "You're taking this all out of context." She felt his hand then wander down the side of her body ever so slowly till he reached her hips. Lana gasped as he took two fingers and slip them back inside her. "Do you know how many nights in my hotel rooms I thought about doing this," he said while teasing her body by sliding in and out slowly with his fingers, "Many, many nights." And just like that he pulled his fingers out, licking both before grinning down at her, "See Lana, there are ways I can miss you and not be in love."
She sat there breathless as she said, "Well, then perhaps I should make you miss me more often." He laughed and collapse back onto the bed beside her, "I don't know, I am not sure my hip can take nights like these." She grinned and ran her hands along his sculpted chest, "maybe you need to do more squats then, or whatever it is you do at the gym." As they both laughed she felt relieved that she was overreacting, but she just couldn't shake that feeling in the back of her mind that eventually he would want something more. The sound of his alarm rang through her apartment, and she knew exactly what that meant.
"Well, It's 5AM Lana and you kept me up all night long," he said like a parent scolding a child, "How am I goign to explain my lack of sleep to coach this morning?" Lana shrugged and said, "Tell him you couldn't sleep after the loss, you had so much pent up...aggression" Kris started to put his clothes on and said, "Sounds like a good excuse to me." Within a few minutes he had gathered his things, but stepped back over to her bed. He leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't make me wait so long next time Lana, I don't want to break you." She glanced up at him and said, "Honey I'd like to see you try." And boy, would she love him to try...
When she returned to the bar she looked up at the new LCD TV's Mike installed. To be honest she had never really followed hockey, and she wasn't about to start either. She looked away from the screen to serve a few patrons, and while wiping down the bar she heard his voice behind her. She stood up and turned around to see him on the screen talking. She stared for a moment as he talked about 'playing our game' and having the 'D show up strong'; but all that registered was the look on his face, the way he ran his hands through his hair, and the sweat dripping down his face. Lana continued to stare as her mind wandered off to the thought of him naked and sweaty on top of her, his hair brushing her face as he pushed himself into her.
"Checking out your best customer," Mike teased. Lana sharply turned her head and said flatly, "No, It's just strange seeing a regular up there that isn't being hauled away in handcuffs." He looked at her and smirked, "Sure...and he just comes here for the beer and your friendly service." She raised an eyebrow and said with attitude, "Excuse me?" What was he insinuating, did he somehow know? "Come on Lana, admit it," her boss chucked, "You like him." She quickly threw a wet rag at him and yelled, "No I don't you jerk!" As Mike peeled the rag off his face he laughed even harder and said, "I'm just teasing you Lana, Chill. Now why don't you go clean table five instead of daydreaming?"
In a flash she turned on her heel and took a tray over to the empty table full of glasses left over from happy hour with an annoyed look on her face. Did Alana like his body and the way he made her feel? Absolutely. That was lust, not love -- and of all people he should know that Lana didn't Love. She had gone almost two weeks without him and she was fine. She didn't need Kris, she just wanted a taste. That's not melting, that's human nature.
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Kris walked down the runway punching his fist into the wall at the end of the third period. It just seemed like nobody's head was in the game that night, and the mistakes led to a huge embarrassing loss at their first home game in over a week. As coach talked about how they had to improve their game he stood there zoning out while remembering all the things he messed up that night. He shouldn't have made that bad change, he should have anticipated what the winger was doing on that penalty kill, and he shouldn't have left Martin back to defend the line himself. Once Bylsma left he stripped off his jersey and gear before walking into the showers. The hot water and soap may have washed away the sweat, but it didn't wash away the sting.
With his suite and tie on he slipped out of the locker room and headed straight to the parking garage. All Kris wanted right now was to forget about the loss and move on, but how could he do that? He knew he was going to go home to an empty house where he would be stuck with his own thoughts. "Lana..." he said while he turned over his Range Rover. He hadn't seen her for so long, and maybe she was exactly what he needed right now. He traveled into Southside and headed into the bar, hoping he could get exactly what he needed that night.
It took only a matter of minutes to approach her apartment and climb the familiar wood steps. He knocked on the door and hear the sound of shuffling from inside the apartment. "Who is it?" she said. "It's me." Within seconds the door was open, and she was standing there in nothing but a towel. He stepped inside and kicked the door behind him shut as she stood there with a wry smile on her face. "I knew you couldn't last too much longer," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. He was going to say something, but all he could do was stare at her curvy body which was still dewy from the shower. She was right, only one night back and he already wanted her, but he wasn't scared to admit that.
Kris unbuttoned his dress shirt as he approached her like an animal stalking its prey. He tossed it aside as he pulled her by the white towel wrapped around her body into his. She grinned as fingers ran through his hair before pulling him in for a kiss and letting her towel hit the floor. Her free hand wandered down and with quick precision, unzipped his pants before grabbing ahold of him. The way her warm hand felt on him as she jerked him towards her sent his body into a frenzy. Unable to control himself he ran his arm along the coffee table, knocking everything onto the floor before lowering her body. The aggressive, primal feeling came over him as he grabbed her thighs and dove inside.
She was so tight like a vice, but he somehow got inside to the slippery paradise between her legs. Her moans were enough to send him into orbit, but he wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. He steadied himself and controlled his movements into more of a rhythm, tantalizing both their bodies with each thrust. He felt her nails dig into his shoulder blades as she begged him to keep going. The moans that escaped both their mouths were enough to raise the dead, but neither of them cared. All that mattered right now was the pure bliss that they were both feeling right now.Her body began to shake and her legs clamped around his thigh, taking everything inside not to come. He waited until she finished before pulling out, then releasing a warm stream onto her stomach.
"I think I need another shower," she said with a grin while sitting up as he caught his breath, "And I think you need to come in with me." Kris grinned knowing exactly what she meant, she wanted more...and so did he. They were both a bunch of animals, and he loved it.
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"So much for me getting some sleep tonight," she said laying in her bed next to Kris who was still breathing heavy. In a flash he rolled on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his strong arms as he leaned in and whispered, "I think it was worth it to stay awake." He ran his lips along her jaw for a moment, sending chills down her spine as he then whispered, "I missed you Lana...It's been far too long." Her body froze in place as his hazel eyes stared into hers. "You mean, you missed this," she joked, "because you were like a ravenous beast in bed tonight."
"Of coarse I missed this," he said calmly, "but I also missed you." Lana paused and her face dimmed. "What do you mean you missed me," she said in a semi-abrasive tone. Kris ran his long, slender fingers over her mouth as he said, "You know exactly what I mean. I have no girlfriend or family around here to great me when I come home from the road or have a rough game." He leaned in over her face, his hair brushing against her as he finished, "It may just be sex, but you're all I have to look forward to Lana." She laid there silently as she soaked in his words. He missed her. She was all he had? What was happening? Her hear rate began to increase as she began to feel nervous. "Kris, you know I can't give you more than this," she said trying to contain her nerves, "This is no strings remember? That's the rules."
"Shhhhhh," he said as his hand moved down her jawline "You're taking this all out of context." She felt his hand then wander down the side of her body ever so slowly till he reached her hips. Lana gasped as he took two fingers and slip them back inside her. "Do you know how many nights in my hotel rooms I thought about doing this," he said while teasing her body by sliding in and out slowly with his fingers, "Many, many nights." And just like that he pulled his fingers out, licking both before grinning down at her, "See Lana, there are ways I can miss you and not be in love."
She sat there breathless as she said, "Well, then perhaps I should make you miss me more often." He laughed and collapse back onto the bed beside her, "I don't know, I am not sure my hip can take nights like these." She grinned and ran her hands along his sculpted chest, "maybe you need to do more squats then, or whatever it is you do at the gym." As they both laughed she felt relieved that she was overreacting, but she just couldn't shake that feeling in the back of her mind that eventually he would want something more. The sound of his alarm rang through her apartment, and she knew exactly what that meant.
"Well, It's 5AM Lana and you kept me up all night long," he said like a parent scolding a child, "How am I goign to explain my lack of sleep to coach this morning?" Lana shrugged and said, "Tell him you couldn't sleep after the loss, you had so much pent up...aggression" Kris started to put his clothes on and said, "Sounds like a good excuse to me." Within a few minutes he had gathered his things, but stepped back over to her bed. He leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't make me wait so long next time Lana, I don't want to break you." She glanced up at him and said, "Honey I'd like to see you try." And boy, would she love him to try...
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5/20/14