Falling Fast and Breathing Hard

The following morning, I woke up to sunshine pouring through the space between the curtains and gorgeous, naked sleeping Kris who was exposed completely to the world. I smiled before deciding to kiss his neck and make my way down his body. He groaned. I smirked and went down to right below his waist.

"Athena." he moaned, waking up.

"What?" I asked, looking up with a genuine smile.

"Could you continue?"

"Only if you kiss me first."

"Alright. Bring me those lips."

We went in for a deep kiss before I went back down to take care of a certain somebody. He was so hard, it was ridiculous, but I was more than pleased; it'd be a lot of fun. I slowly took him in and he let out a moan so deep that I got wet. I was beside him, but then I decided to move directly in front of him.

"Do you like me here better?" I asked, pulling away for a second.

"Way better."

"Good."

I smirked and went back down on him.

"Fuck. I love you."

After a few minutes of licking and sucking, he came and I came back up and kissed him.

"You taste so good." he said.

"Correction: you taste so good."

He laughed.

"You're right. I'm gonna go taste you in a second."

We switched places and soon his face was down where I wanted it to be.

"Oh Kris." I moaned, throwing my head back.

"You like that?"

"You have no idea how much I like that."

It was crazy how good I felt. My heart was racing and I didn't want the feeling ever to go away. I loved the way his lips caressed me down there; the way his tongue moved around and even in and out of my pussy. His fingers were rough and soft; he was making feel like the most amazing woman in the entire world.

"Kris." I whimpered as he rapidly flicked my clit with his tongue.

"Yeah?" he asked roughly and breathlessly.

Ok. Seriously. You're driving me crazy here.

"Just fuck me already. I don't know how much more I can take."

He smirked and came up to kiss me. He then grabbed a condom, pulled me down and pushed my legs apart and he made his way inside of me. It wasn't long before he began pounding into me.

"Oh my God. I love you." I moaned, looking straight into his eyes.

"I love you, too." he said, running his fingers through my hair.

He then laid down so we were closer. Mmm... perfect. I dug my nails into his back and he groaned.

"Sorry." I said into his neck.

"It's okay. I really don't mind."

"Are you going to mind this?" I asked a few minutes later as I laid scratches down his back.

"Now, that I really don't mind."

I laughed.

"Good."

That laugh was over in an instant. Some time later, we came and he laid beside me out of breath.

"That... was... amazing." I said, feeling the same way.

"So amazing."

"Do you think it was better than our first time?"

"I hate to compare to our first time because it was so special, but um...I think so. There was so much passion there, it was on a whole 'nother level."

I moved closer and laid my head on his chest listening to the sound of his heart.

"What time is it?" I mumbled.

"Six."

"Ugh...wanna get up around 8?"

"Sure. Sounds good."

A couple hours later, I was refreshed and Kris was still sleeping.

"Kris. Kris, wake up." I said, touching him.

"No. Ten more minutes."

"Ok, but if you're not up by the time I get out of the shower, there will be dire consequences."

"Ouais. Quelle que soit."

I rolled my eyes and smirked. He had no idea what was going to happen to him if he's awake when I get out of the bathroom. I came out of the shower to find him still sleeping; I looked in the fridge and found some alcohol and decided to pour it on him.

"Athena! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

I just laughed maniacally and he pulled me down onto the bed.

"I told you there were dire consequences. You should have listened to me."

"You suck."

"In one sense of the word, yes I do."

He laughed.

"If you were anyone else, I'd be angry, but I can't stay mad at you."

"I'm just that lovable, aren't I?"

"You are." he said, kissing me.

"Now, I smell like alcohol... fuck."

He laughed. I made a face and pushed him.

"Va te faire foutre."

"I think you got that backward, Athena."

I was annoyed.

"You wanna shower again?"

I smirked. Did I?

"Sure."

About an hour later, we were out and on our way to breakfast. The rest of the day was spent at the beach, at dinner and finally, the boardwalk, which was supposed our plan after we ate dinner, but we all know how that ended...

"Can you believe tomorrow's our last day and then..." I began to get sad.

We both knew what was gonna happen. In a couple weeks, he'd be going back to Montreal and I'd be staying in Pittsburgh all by myself with my job and the very few friends I have until he comes back in September.

"Athena, look at me." he said as we sat on the balcony.

"No." I said with my face covered in tears.

"I hate this too, but I have to. You'll be amazed how fast time will pass. It'll only be a month-and-a-half, ok?"

"I know. It'll be hard. I love you."

"I love you." he said, kissing my cheek.

Those next two weeks went by faster than I wanted them to.

"You wanna know what'll be good?" he asked as we stood by the airport terminal.

"What?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Using Skype. We'll get to see each other everyday."

"I've always wondered about Skype. I've never used it." I smiled.

"There's that smile I love."

"How much time do we have?"

"Twenty minutes."

I nodded.

We sat down on the nearby seats and waited till his flight was called.

"Have a great time in Montreal." I said, kissing and hugging him.

"I will. I love you. Have a great summer." he said, doing the same.

"I love you too."

Then, he was gone. I stood for a few seconds before walking away. I called my mom once I got home.

"Hello?"

"Mom?" I said, choking up.

"What's wrong honey?"

"Kris just left for the summer."

"Oh... how long will he be gone?'

"Till the first week of September."

"That's not too bad."

"I know, but I've never spent this amount of time without him. The most was about a week combined during the playoffs."

"Do you want me to come over?"

"I don't know. Maybe. I really need to just adjust without him."

"You can do this, Athena. You really can."

"Thanks."

After talking to my mom for nearly an hour, I hung up and collapsed on the couch wondering how the rest of my summer was gonna go.

Notes

Chapter title courtesy of All My Loving by The Beatles.

Ouais. Quelle que soit.: Yeah, whatever.
Va te faire foutre.: Fuck you.