Copyright 2001
"Dionne?" Erin called.
The petite girl in front of her slowed down and cautiously turned around.
"Erin?"
"Hey! What are you doing on this side of town?" Erin said, smiling and walking up to Dionne.
"Oh, um, just out. I needed some fresh air so I decided on a walk," Dionne smiled.
"Where are you off to?"
"Work," she sighed.
"Oh, that's right. I had heard that you and Veronica had gotten jobs at Howie's club. How's that going?"
"Good. It's a lot of fun...considering I get to work with V and all."
"Any BSB sightings?" Dionne asked.
"Um," Erin softly smiled, "every now and then."
"No shit?" Dionne laughed.
"Yeah. Hey, you wanna come hang out for a while?" Erin turned her wrist and looked at her watch. "The club should be pretty filled out by about now. And I can get you in, no questions asked, no run in's with the bouncer."
Dionne looked down at her clothes. "I dunno. I mean, I'm not exactly dressed for clubbing."
"No, it's cool. I have some street clothes at the club. And so does Veronica. I'm sure you'd fit into one of our outfits."
Dionne thought for a moment. She wouldn't have to wait in line. And it was Howie's club for Christ sake. Not to mention the buzz surrounding this place. "Sure. That sounds like fun," she laughed.
"Great, let's get going."
***
Erin nudged Veronica with her elbow.
"You seen Dionne?"
Veronica stopped mixing the drink she was making and stood on her tippy toes, looking out over the crowd.
"I thought I just saw her a few minutes ago...with some guy."
Erin shook her head and laughed. "Looks like she made out pretty good."
"Wait, there she is...no, that's not her, there! Wait, no...," Veronica said, still looking for Dionne in the crowd of people on the dance floor.
"Pssst, V!" a deep voice whispered.
Veronica turned around towards the kitchen, looking confused.
"Kevin?" she whispered.
"Yeah. C'mere," he said, his head poking out from around the kitchen door.
Veronica handed her drink to Erin to finish and made her way over to where Kevin was hiding out.
"What's up?"
"Is it safe? What's the buzz?"
Kevin was referring to the rumor mill around the club. Sometimes the guys would check first if they weren't with bodyguards, just to see if people were expecting them to be there.
"It's pretty quiet tonight actually. I heard a few people asking but that was a while ago. I'm sure they're pretty plastered by now."
Kevin stared out into the club, contemplating if he should risk the walk to get to the VIP area. Even from the kitchen it was a bit of a walk to get to the 'secret' hallways.
"Marcus' is around here somewhere. AJ came by to visit Erin and they got into it so AJ took off without him."
Kevin nodded. "Yeah, thanks. Would you get him for me?"
Veronica nodded. "Sure hun."
"Great! Let him know I'm gonna step outside for some fresh air for a second. He can just meet me there."
"Gottcha," Veronica said, watching Kevin turn and walk back through the kitchen.
"You seen Marc?" Veronica asked Erin.
"Uh, not since earlier," Erin responded, handing the customer her drink.
"Hey guys!" Dionne shouted, her head still bobbing to the music.
Erin and Veronica smiled at each other. Dionne was obviously a little tipsy. Dionne sighed heavily as the music changed.
"Whew. I think I need some fresh air. Hey, you guys seen any Backstreet Boys?"
Erin ignored her question. "If you wanna step outside for a few minutes, that might refresh you."
"Yeah? Should I go out front? Will I be able to get back in?"
"Um," Erin looked behind her and smiled. "You can go out the back, through the kitchen."
Veronica put a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter.
"You sure?" Dionne asked.
"Totally. Here, just swing back behind the bar and head straight through the kitchen," Erin explained.
"Thanks!" Dionne smiled, coming around the side of the bar and walking back towards the kitchen.
Veronica smiled meekly at Dionne as she disappeared through the door to the kitchen.
"You're so bad. She's gonna freak," Veronica laughed.
"Oops," Erin smiled evilly. "I forgot to remind her not to let the back door to close all the way. The lock is jammed." Veronica shook her head in disbelief. "Hope it's not cold out," she smiled.
"Awww, I think Kevin will take good care of her."
***
Dionne exhaled heavily as she pushed the back door open and stepped out into the cool crisp air. Her arm held to the door for a couple of seconds before let it drop heavily to her side, the door slowly closing, then slamming behind her. Just a few feet from her a figure suddenly jumped out of the shadows and dashed for the door, just coming short as it settled shut.
"Don't close the door!" the figure shouted.
Dionne jumped, startled by the person. Her hand flew to her heart.
"Shit!" the man cursed.
"Wha? What's wrong?"
The person finally stepped out of the shadows. Dionne's breath caught in her throat and her stomach constricted in sudden nervousness. It was a Backstreet Boy. It was Kevin.
"The lock is jammed so if you let it slam shut, it locks. And we're locked out."
Dionne's heart began to race. Locked out? She looked around her to see that they were fenced in to a very large back area. There was a big gate in the far right corner that was locked.
Suddenly she started banging her fists against the door. Kevin sighed heavily. "It's no use. We're too far back in the club. The kitchen is too far away and too noisy. The best we can hope for is that someone goes out to take the trash out or something."
Dionne stood with her back to him, too afraid to turn and look at him. Both worried that the dream might end, or he would actually be there. Kevin walked closer to her and stood beside her. The faint smell of cigarette smoke filled her senses. She didn't know he smoked. It wasn't *that* much of a surprise though.
"So, do you work here?" Kevin asked.
Dionne swallowed hard, praying she would have a voice to answer with. "Um, no. My friend's work here and snuck me in."
Kevin stared hard at her. For some reason he felt angry. Were these people scamming Howie or something? "Who?"
Dionne cursed herself. Should she tell? Would she get Erin and Veronica in trouble and fired? Maybe if she flirted heavily enough, he'd drop the question. Then someone would surely come out soon and she could make a run for it.
Dionne turned and smilied seductively at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she purred, trying to ignore her racing heart as she faced him for the first time.
Kevin tryed not to laugh. Was she trying to seduce him? She obviously didn't know who she was playing with. Kevin stepped closer to her and chuckled as she hesitantly back down a bit.
"So, what were you doing out here all by yourself?" she asked, regaining her composure and smiling at him.
"Just waiting for someone," Kevin said, leaning in closer to her. Two could play this game.
Dionne mustered up all the courage she could and snaked her hand out, trailing her finger down the middle of his chest. "Someone special?"
Suddenly Kevin was the one who was swallowing hard. She'd touched him and sent a shiver down his spine. That was strange. Kevin shook the uncertainty from his mind and caught her hand before she could pull away. Slowly he brought it up to his lips and lightly brushed his lips across her knuckles.
"Not anymore."
Dionne's stomach lurched. Oh God. He was serious. This was actually happening.
Kevin's head was tilted down but he looked at her with a smoldering and dark gaze. She reluctantly backed up, bumping into the rusty brick wall behind her. Kevin couldn't stop himself as he shifted closer, putting them as close as they'd been all night. He could feel her breath on his face.
It was as if he was possessed. He was watching it happen from outside himself.
Cautiously he bent his head forward, his lips hovering over hers for a few seconds before finally coming down upon them, covering them completely.
Dionne sighed heavily, pushing all the air from her lungs. This was heavenly.
Kevin sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, running his tongue over it. He faintly heard her moan against his mouth before he pulled away.
She stared into his smoldering green eyes.
"Is that the best you can do?"
She wasn't even talking anymore. Something had taken over her mind and she suspected it had something to do with the handsome man in front of her. Kevin's hand suddenly covered her breast, his fingers brushing her nipple above her shirt. He moved in to plant kisses up the side of her neck and his body crushed hers against the wall.
Dionne doubted her physical ability to do this with him. If he kept it up, her knees were gonna give out.
Suddenly she felt his hand creep up the outside of her thigh, pushing her skirt up with it.
"Is this okay?" he asked against her neck, afraid to overstep his boundaries.
Dionne moaned a deep throated "Yes.".
His hand slid up further until it encountered the thin fabric of her white cotton underwear. Slowly he slipped his fingers inside and then past a dark tangle of curls, passing lightly over her clit.
Her body jumped at the sensation and he smiled before kissing her again, slowly slipping his tongue into her mouth as two of his fingers gently pushed inside her. Her hands clutched at his biceps as his own hand made a rhythm against her.
"Jesus," she groaned into his mouth.
Bravely she slid her hand between their bodies and began to unbutton and unzip his slacks, sliding her hand inside and cupping him through his boxershorts. Unconsciously Kevin thrust against her hand. Her fingers moved up and then slipped beneath his boxers, grasping and then stroking him from top to bottom.
They both moaned against each other, both wanting to go much further.
Kevin's hand withdrew and the grabbed both of her thighs, lifting her up and then pinning her against the wall. Dionne wrapped her legs around his waist as he held her up. Her mind spun as she realized what was about to happen.
Reaching beneath her he grasped himself and slid easily inside her. They both groaned loudly. Just as Kevin began to thrust inside her they heard voices. They both froze as they heard the talking get closer and closer.
"Man, the back is fenced in. Looks like we're gonna hafta wait in line," a girl whined.
The electricity between Kevin and Dionne surged as the prospect of being caught presented itself. Dionne looked up and realized they had somehow scooted out from under the bright light and into the dark shadows beside the door.
"Fine, let's go," another girl sighed.
The two listened as the group walked off. Kevin sighed heavily and suddenly thrust up into Dionne forcefully, causing her to moan loudly.
"Shhh," he whispered, pressing a finger against her lips.
She nodded as he began to push up into her over and over again.
Kevin kissed her suddenly as her whimpers began to get louder. His teeth nipped at her lips as his hips ground hers into the course wall behind them.
"Kevin," she cried softly. "Please..."
He pumped into her relentlessly, grunting softly each time.
Suddenly he realized he never got her name. It disappointed him and he wished he'd gotten it so he'd have something to call out once he found his release. The thought was quickly pushed from his thoughts as he felt her begin to tighten around him.
"Oh God," she moaned, her voice cracking.
"Christ, yes...," Kevin called, feeling the familiar stirrings within.
Dionne cried out hoarsely one last time before biting down into his shoulder. She shattered all around him, pulsing around his length. She clawed against him as she fought to keep relatively quiet.
"Fuck!" Kevin cursed, slamming her one last time into the brick behind her as his hips jerked involuntarily against hers. His hips jumped a few more times before finally settling, his forehead resting against hers.
They stood, Kevin holding her up against the wall, for a few more minutes before he slowly began to lower her back down.
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" Kevin pulled her against him in a tight hug as she shook her head 'no'.
Dionne began to smooth her skirt out as Kevin looked at her, a huge smile plastered across his face.
"So, who snuck you in?"
Dionne sighed heavily. "Nope, I'm not telling."
"Will you tell me your name?" he asked.
She looked up at him and smiled. "Dionne."
"You know Erin and V?" he asked.
Dionne answered before she had time to think about it. "Yeah. We hang out when we can." Suddenly she slapped her hand over her mouth. "Oh gosh. Please don't fire them!"
Kevin chuckled. "Fire them? No. I'll probably promote them."
Dionne looked stunned. Erin and V knew Kevin?
Suddenly Marcus stuck his head out of the back door. "Hey Kevin, you about ready?"
"Um, yeah, I guess," he answered, a look of confusion written across his face.
Marcus looked down at his watch. "Veronica said you guys would be about done now."
Another satisfied customer.
