"Those two are hopeless," Lori said smiling they walked to the truck.
"A match made in heaven," Kevin grinned. "Never thought I'd meet a GIRL that was so much like him." Helping Lori into his truck, Kevin smiled. "You really do look beautiful," he said.
She blushed. "Thank you," she said softly. "You don't look half bad." Her gaze ran over his black silk button-up, covered by a dark green vest, down to his black dress slacks.
He leaned in and kissed her gently. Pulling away with a smile, he closed the door and walked around to the other side, getting into the truck. "I hope you don't mind Italian food," he said as he started the truck and pulled out of the driveway.
"No," she said smiling. "I love Italian."
"Good. I know this little family owned Italian restaurant, on the other side of town. Kinda unknown, but excellent food." He glanced over at her and smiled. Taking her hand in his, he kissed her knuckles gently.
They reached the restaurant and went inside. The host showed them to their table, and Kevin pulled her chair out for her, and then sat down. The waiter came and took their drink order and left them to decide what to eat. He came back with their drinks, and Kevin gave him their order.
"Are you always such a gentleman?" Lori asked taking a sip of her water.
He blushed. "Does it bother you?"
She smiled. "No, I'm just not use to it. Most of the guys I know are…well, they think that because of the women's rights movement, that it gives them release from the rules of propriety and manners," she said grinning.
He chuckled. "Well, I guess my mother taught me better than that."
"I like it," she said softly.
The waiter brought them their food, and they ate in relative silence, stealing glances at one another when they thought the other wasn't looking. What conversation they did have was nothing but idle chatter. Pushing his plate away, Kevin realized that Lori had stopped eating a while before. He blushed. "Umm…guess I was a little hungry."
She laughed. "It's okay. I was enjoying watching you." The waiter brought them their check and Kevin paid and they left.
Getting back in the truck, Kevin headed towards the beach. "Where we going?" she asked softly.
"Frightened I might kidnap you?" he asked grinning at her.
"No," she smiled, "just wondering."
"Nick's cousin has a house up here that I've been using the last couple of weeks," he said glancing at her.
"Why? Don't you have a house?" she asked confused.
He smiled over at her as he pulled in the driveway. "Yeah, but being that I was spending an awful lot of time in Tampa, driving back and forth to Orlando just wasn't cool."
"So, ummm…why not stay with Nick?"
He looked over at her with horror on his face. "I have to spend every day living with that monster when we're on the road. I do NOT want to spend my vacation living with him."
She laughed. "I see," she said smiling as he helped her out of the truck. Walking up to the house, he unlocked the door and led her inside.
"Wait here," he said kissing her and walking in the front room. Coming back a few minutes later, he smiled and held out his hand. "Okay," he said. "Close your eyes." She closed her eyes and held onto his hand with both of her as he led her into the house. "You can open them now."
Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at the room. There were candles laying here and there, intimately spread throughout the room. On the floor in front of a fireplace was a white rug, in which pillows were arranged invitingly. Soft music was playing on the stereo. She looked up at him and smiled. "Oh Kevin," she said kissing him softly.
"Dance with me," he said pulling her close and swaying softly to the music. She rested her head on his chest, feeling him breath, hearing his heart beat, as they moved in time with the song. He pulled back a bit, lifting her chin up with his finger. "I want you Lori. I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. I can't even claim to know what's going to happen tonite, but I do know that I want you to be there. And it is a feeling that I know is going to be harder than hell to get rid of if it ever came to it. I don't want to think of a day without you in my life. Even if we have to be separated by thousands of miles. I want to know that you are a part of my life."
"I want to be a part of your life, Kevin. As long as you want me there, I will be. No matter what," she whispered as she felt his lips capture hers in a kiss.
As the kiss deepened, he reached his hands behind her and slowly unzipped her dress. Her fingers were busy unbuttoning his shirt, tugging it off, and dancing softly over his now naked chest. Running down the ridges of his abs, her fingers lingered around the buckle of his belt. Feeling him press against her, she slowly undid it and the button of his slacks. Lori's hands slipped inside his pants, massaging his hard-on, squeezing and caressing. He groaned and pushed more of himself into her hand.
Kevin's hands moved over her shoulders, slipping the slinky straps off her shoulders, his lips kissing the bare skin softly. He left a trail of hot kisses from the rounded part of her shoulder, to the beginning of her collarbone. His mouth lingered on the hollow at the base of her neck, his tongue licking the indention. She moaned softly, her head rolling back and her fingers tangling in his dark hair, as his lips and tongue sent bolts of electricity through her.
He traced a line from that spot down the valley between her breasts, following with his tongue. Sliding his hands from her armpits to her hips, he pushed her dress the rest of the way off. He fell to his knees in front of her, his mouth kissing and sucking at her breasts. He caressed and massaged with one hand while the other slowly moved down her stomach and down her leg. Coming back up slowly, he ran his hand over her panties, at the spot of her desire. Running a finger along the lace, he slipped it inside, and down her wet slit. Before she could react fully to the shock, his finger was inside her, moving slowly in and out in an erotic rhythm. His other hand had completely abandoned her breast as it was tugging gently at her panties trying to free her of the silky confines. As he removed them from her, he gently pulled her down on the rug, kissing her softly.
As he laid her down, his hand resumed its previous torture. Kissing his way down her stomach, his tongue darted out licking her slit gently. Lori's moans became more insistent as she made her needs know to him. Without warning, he plunged his tongue as deep into her as he could go, his fingers still caressing her gently. He licked, nipped and sucked; finding places in her, causing sensations to go through her that she never knew existed. Her hips rose off the floor unconsciously, wanting more of him inside her. His hands gently held her down as he continued to tease her. He felt her body shiver as she cried out to him. He smiled softly, sucking harder as her womanly juices flowed freely with her release.
Kicking off his slacks and his boxers he moved over her, kissing her softly. She slid her hands down his chest and grasped his manhood in her hands. She began pulling him in a slow up and down motion. Growling low in his throat, Kevin pulled her hands away from him and held them over her head as he teased her. Barely touching her, he pressed the tip of himself against her swollen sex. She bit her lip, raising her hips, trying to get more of him inside her. He chuckled softly, and slowly slid himself inside her, and then all the way back out. Squeezing her eyes in frustration, and crying softly, she struggled to release her hands from his hold. Her eyes flew open in surprised as he slammed himself into her, all the way to the base, his balls slapping against her with the force. Letting go of her hands, she dug her nails into his back as he rode her hard and deep. He filled her completely, not only physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. One look into his eyes, a dark emerald color from the desire and love he felt, she knew he was feeling the same. They reached the pinnacle of their passion, falling over the edge, crying out each other's names. As they lay, wrapped in each other's arms, thoughts of separation, was the farthest thing from their minds.
