Chapter 7

If asked, Kris wouldn't have known what she was doing—and she certainly didn't know why. There was something about Korrin, something mysterious, something dangerous, that she was unable to resist. And it wasn't just how he was; it was how he treated her. He didn't treat her like everyone else she knew. He treated her like she was special because of who she was, not just what she'd done or accomplished or planned to do with her life.

He was unlike anyone else she'd ever met.

So, she kissed him. He was sitting on the floor of the van, but the location faded from Kris's mind. She didn't care where they were. She didn't care there wasn't some comfy bed under them or that she wasn't surrounded by burning candles. It wasn't like some fairy tale where Korrin was the king and she was the damsel in distress. It was real life, and it was wonderful.

Kris was straddling Korrin, her lips pressed against his, and her hands were wrapped around his body, pulling him as close to her as she could manage. It took only moments for Korrin to reach up, his large hands warm on her body, and pull her farther up on his lap. Then his hands were running through her hair, pulling it back just enough to tilt her head, and his lips found her neck.

He kissed like a wild animal, lips ravenous, darting from one side of her neck to the other. Then they found her ear, sucking and causing goosebumps to explode across her entire body. She giggled. At just that moment, Korrin's arm wrapped around her back and he leaned forward, his lips never leaving her skin. He lowered her onto her back and leaned over her.

Kris reached up and pulled his shirt over his head, and her hands were unbuttoning his pants deftly. Then she was pulling down the zipper and he was kicking off his pants, shoes, and socks all in one fast motion.

She could feel his body against hers, pressing down hotly. His body was like a furnace; Kris could feel it easily through her clothes. But Korrin obviously didn't want her to have any clothing either, because he began stripping her down. First, he grabbed her boots, and they disappeared into the darkness with a thunk-thunk as they hit the walls of the van. He ripped her socks off her feet just as she was pulling her shirt over her head.

Korrin's hands were even quicker than her own. Before she'd even managed to get her shirt completely over her head, he'd yanked her pants down, crumpled them up, and thrown them somewhere.

It was exhilarating, lying there only in her bra and panties while Korrin loomed over her, his half naked body like some long-forgotten god. Even in the darkness, she could see that he was heavily muscled. His abs were chiseled, and his arms were huge. Looking down, she couldn't help but gasp. His arms weren't the only thing that was huge. There was a massive bulge in his underwear, fighting to break free, and Kris couldn't take her eyes off it. She almost reached out right then and there and grabbed it, but somehow, she was able to restrain herself.

Korrin leaned back down and now Kris felt him, felt his member pushing against her panties, which were now soaking wet. He was between her thighs, so close yet so far, and Kris longed to pull him out of his underwear, pull hers to the side, and slide him in.

But Korrin had other ideas. He kissed her neck, making his way down to her chest. As he did so, he lifted her up just enough to unclasp her bra. Kris held it for the briefest of moments. She wasn't used to this, but with a smile, she let it fall away.

Korrin's breath caught in his throat, and his strangely golden eyes glinted in the low light as he took in her form. He ran one finger up along her breast, traced her areola, and then brushed her nipple ever so slightly. Kris felt it harden underneath his touch.

His lips moved downward from her chest, leaving little wet trails as they moved, and Kris let out a moan as his lips wrapped around one nipple. She felt his wet tongue slide easily along it. His lips sucked firmly yet gently, and she felt it go into his mouth. He moved his lips to her other breast, repeating the process, just as his fingers came up and grabbed her nipple and pinched it—not enough to hurt, but enough for her to feel it.

Kris could feel Korrin pushing against her. Her panties were useless; they were completely soaked through. Closing her eyes and focusing on Korrin's lips, she felt him moving downward. His tongue moved against her navel for the briefest of moments, but it didn't stop; his lips kept dancing lower and lower.

Eventually, they reached the waistband of her panties. He kissed just above them… then lower…. and lower still. His lips were up against the wet fabric, so close, yet so far… and he was pulling them off of Kris, they were sliding down past her knees… They were dangling by one foot, she kicked them off, and then she was completely naked in front of Korrin.

His lips, ever so soft, kissed just above her wetness. "Please," she moaned, eyes still closed, fingers running through her hair. He was so close to her, yet so far away. But then his lips were moving down, and she felt his tongue slide over her clit. Kris immediately bucked forward in pleasure, unable to stop herself. She let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and then lay back on the floor of the van.

Korrin's lips were like a dream. He kissed her, his tongue sliding into her deeper than she thought possible. He would kiss just to the left of her slit, then to the right, teasing, and then he would go back for more. She bit down on her finger to stop her moans of pleasure from growing too loud. If there was anyone outside of the van, especially the police, she didn't want them to hear.

But it proved impossible to stay quiet. Korrin knew exactly what he was doing. Kris had never felt anything like it. The combination of his soft lips, deft tongue, and sweet kisses was more than enough to make her moan.

Somewhere deep inside of her, she began to feel a growing warmth. She knew that she would orgasm soon, and she did nothing to stop it. She wanted the feeling to last forever, wanted her and Korrin to stay in the van forever, though she knew it couldn't.

Her orgasm grew and grew, starting off slow but growing faster, and her whole body was warm. She knew her face was flushed, her nipples were hard, and she was dripping; Korrin was doing everything perfectly.

"I'm… going… to… cum…" she managed between deep breaths. And she did. Her orgasm washed over her, building to a massive crescendo and then falling over her body. She screamed out in pleasure, wrapping her thighs tightly around Korrin's head, but he never stopped kissing, licking, and sucking.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, her throes of passion finally tapered off and faded completely. She was still on her back, trying to catch her breath, when Korrin brought himself up over her body. She could feel the heat from his body against hers, could feel his member brushing against the inside of her thighs, could feel his lips kissing her neck incessantly.

"Do you have a…?" Kris breathed. She hadn't brought a condom. Why would she? She hadn't thought anything like this would ever happen.

"I think…" Korrin said, rustling forward, but then he said, "I can't find any…"

He was still above her, and for whatever reason, Kris said, "I don't care," and then she was angling her hips up, pushing them towards Korrin's own hips, and she felt the tip of his cock brush against her wetness. He let out a low moan as Kris's hand grabbed him by the base of the shaft, angling him up perfectly, and then she pushed her body forward.

Just by looking at Korrin, she knew he was massive. But when she felt the head of him spread her wide, she didn't know if he would fit. She was dripping wet, but she didn't know if it was enough… Nonetheless, she slowly pushed her hips up. Korrin was still, letting her control the speed, his face showing the passion she knew she was reflecting.

Their moans split the air as he sank deeper and deeper into her, deeper than anyone had ever been before, deeper than she thought was even possible. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more of him, he would go just a bit more, pushing far into her.

Finally, Korrin's length was buried completely inside of Kris; how, she didn't know. But it was the best feeling in the world. If Korrin's face was anything to go by, he thought the same thing.

Slowly, Korrin pulled himself out of her. Every inch that pulled out left Kris feeling that much hollower. When only the tip of his cock was still inside of her, he pushed back in, just slightly faster than he had the first time. Then he pulled out, faster than before, and pushed back in. Within a few thrusts, Kris was angling her hips, pushing against him just as he was pushing against her.

His lips found her own and they kissed, hands running over every spare inch of each other's bodies. Kris ran her hands down his back while he grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed tightly. His hand groped one of her breasts as she took his hair in her hands, trailing fingers through it. All the while, they moved their bodies in a rhythm so perfect Kris had never felt anything like it.

She wasn't sure how long they had sex. At times it was ravenous, like Korrin was wild, and other times, their lovemaking was just that: loving, slow, and passionate. Kris couldn't complain; it all felt wonderful to her.

Eventually, she knew she was going to cum again. His cock was stroking her clit with every thrust, and it was becoming much too pleasurable to bear. It built and built and built, and then she wrapped her legs tightly around him, her fingers digging deep into his back, and she came.

It was even more explosive than the first time. She could feel herself tightening around Korrin's cock, which kept pushing deeper and deeper into her. It was heaven.

And then his breathing became ragged, and she knew he was going to cum too. He was stiffening up, his breaths coming fast and rapid, and then suddenly nothing… Then, he was pulling out of her. Kris felt a hot spray of his seed across her stomach, her chest, and then her neck. His moans were primal and bestial. Kris found herself turned on even more as he came and came and came.

Finally, he was completely spent, Kris covered in his seed. She grabbed an old rag, wiping his cum off of her as best she could. She grinned. It wasn't romantic, but somehow, everything was okay.

And then she lay in Korrin's arms, both of them catching their breath. She glanced out the window and saw that the sun was coming up, far, far to the east. They'd been together the entire night.

"It looks like I should get you home," Korrin whispered, meaning to grab her clothes.

"Just a few more minutes, Korrin," she whispered. "Just a few more minutes."