****Okay...SEX SCENE ALERT, SEX SCENE ALERT...although I prefer love scene cos it's more romantic! Hope it's okay, and enjoy! And thanx for the great reviews, they're appreciated! Now I'm off to partake of some red wine and perhaps some online chat!****

Chapter twenty-three

Lenny blushed hotly as he watched her sit up, his eyes trailing down her nearly naked body and lingering on her breasts as she got within touching distance again. Damn, she was making him so hard it hurt and he wanted nothing more than to struggle out of his jeans just for pressure relief. But the thought of her slender little hands undressing him stopped him from doing just that, because he knew the feel of her doing it would be twice as good. A smile touched his mouth at the colour on her face, but she didn't back down when she grabbed his shirt.

With slightly awkward movements she proceeded to peel the garment off him, trying her utmost to be careful as she tugged the tight neckline over his head, and then brushing his hair over his shoulder as an afterthought. Her mouth went completely dry when she sat back enough to look at him, then seconds later she was almost drooling all over him. Good God he had a beautiful body, she thought, reaching out tentatively to touch one huge pad of muscle and feeling the light hair that covered it tickle her fingertips. She licked her lips as she studied the vast expanse and moved closer, wondering if his skin would feel as hot on her tongue as it did to her hands. All nerves deserted her as she let herself stop thinking, and she leaned forward to flick her tongue out over one of his small flat nipples, surprised when it pebbled into hardness at the small touch. She stared at it for a second and then did it again, watching as it tightened even more, making her want to do it again and again. So she did, closing her lips over it and suckling lightly, feeling his hands come up and grab the back of her head as she explored his responses.

Kevin looked down with frank fascination as she flicked her tongue over his chest, a groan rumbling through him at the fiery warmth she spread on his skin. But it was beyond him to stop her, even if he had wanted to, and he continued to watch as she licked across his abdomen and down to his belly button, her hands coming up to smooth across his skin. A big smile curved his lips when she glanced nervously downwards at the enormous bulge currently stretching his jeans beyond their limits, her caresses faltering slightly. Before her nerves could attack her full force, he gently took her hands and guided them to the button at his waist, urging her silently to open it. She did so nervously, her hands holding a fine tremor, and he got her to unzip them too, the relief making him bite off a groan as the pressure eased enough for him to relax a little bit. "Take them off, sweetiepie," he said, his voice low and gravelly, his hands still surprisingly gentle as he guided her in the task.

She blushed furiously as she pulled the thick denim down over his obvious arousal and further down over his endlessly long legs, her eyes helplessly appreciating the toned muscles as she went. Even his big feet failed to make her laugh when she pulled his boots and socks off along with the jeans. She was feeling too serious right now to laugh.

Kevin reached out and caught her wrists, pulling her back up and on top of him as he settled himself comfortably on the mattress of her bed. His feet hung over the end, and normally he would have cursed the size of it, but he had more important things on his mind at that moment to complain. His hands framed her hot face and pulled her down for a gentle kiss, trying to keep everything tender and slow so he didn't startle her. He knew damn well she had enough shocks coming in a little while and he wanted to ease her fears as much as he could while he still had some control over himself.

"You doing okay, baby?" he asked her, smiling warmly up at her and then grinning at her furious blush when he moved his hips underneath hers. "What's the matter, sweetiepie?"

"I...I like the way you feel...like this," she whispered, shy with him in such a situation but unable to stop herself from being honest.

He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his eyes wrinkling at the corners with amusement at her words. "You like it, hmm? Want to like it even more?" He chuckled when she nodded quickly, curiosity evident on her face. Rolling them so he was laying above her, he settled slowly on top of her, holding a good proportion of his weight off her small body. He allowed his eyes run down over her soft curves for a second before resuming his caresses, filling his hands with the warm weight of her breasts, his thumbs brushing lazily over the tips as he took her mouth and initiated a deep, drugging kiss. One hand moved slowly down her stomach, tracing patterns over her quivering flesh as he crept towards the elastic edge of her panties, running his thumb along it. Her stomach clenched as he spread his hand open and eased his fingertips underneath the edge, just brushing the curls there. Feeling her tense slightly as he started drawing the small scrap of material away from her, he kissed her deeper still, the incessant thrusts of his tongue making her forget what his hand was doing briefly. Until he nudged her legs open and his fingers stroked lightly over her, barely skimming the soft flesh that heated under the butterfly touch.

"You feel so soft, baby, so warm," he murmured, nibbling at her neck as he used one finger to part the moist folds, probing just inside her and feeling her tense again. "Don't do that, honey, just relax, let me show you how good it can feel."

He leaned back and looked into her eyes as he eased one finger inside her, a sigh parting his lips at how tight she felt. He knew how tight she had felt around him before, when he had almost had her. This time he wasn't going to stop, he thought with a smile, finding the small hard nub nestled among her folds and stroking it with his thumb in small circles. He smiled again through his own tension as she whimpered, her eyes closing and her teeth catching her bottom lip, her hips arching instinctively up towards his tormenting hand. As much as he wanted to watch every expression that touched her face, he couldn't help bending and drawing a nipple deeply into his mouth again, beginning a suction that added to the strong feelings coursing through her body. He kept up a steady rhythm with his hand, judging how close she was and backing off until she was writhing and almost sobbing with the frustration.

His hands left her briefly to divest himself of his remaining garment, and then he returned, pressing his body right up against her and groaning at the feel of her hot skin burning against him. He took her small hands and kissed the palms tenderly, moving them downwards until he could wrap her slim fingers around his throbbing shaft, showing her wordlessly how to touch him until she took control and did it for herself. Another groan echoed raggedly around the room as she squeezed his hard flesh curiously, amazed at how hard and yet smooth it felt, how soft and satiny the skin seemed to be. Especially at the tip, she saw, stroking a fingertip over the tight thin skin there and spreading the moisture she found over the surface. His reaction made her freeze and she looked up into his eyes, worried that she was hurting him, her hands releasing him instantly. "Christ! Don't stop now," he said, staring at her through passion fogged eyes and wondering why she had stopped touching him so abruptly.

"You...you sounded like I hurt you," she said softly, a shiver running through her as she looked down at his body again.

He chuckled and breathed deeply. "That sound wasn't pain, darlin', believe me. Maybe it's just as well you stopped though, otherwise this would all be over way before it really began," he murmured, running his hand between her legs again and making her jump. But she was already so aroused that she didn't voice any protest, his mouth cutting off the small moan she made as he stroked her again, rising up on his knees and nudging her legs further apart. He settled himself between her splayed thighs and drew her knees up next to his hips, his hand still making her go crazy as he studied her expression. Even so, her eyes still flew to his when she felt the head of his shaft pushing against her, probing it's way slowly inside her until he was seated only as deep as he had been before, his thickness stretching her open. He stroked her hair back from her flushed face and kissed her slowly, his own long hair flowing down over his shoulder and blanketing them in a soft cocoon. "Relax for me, sweetiepie," he whispered, worrying as he felt her tensing up. He didn't want to hurt her, and he would if she tightened her muscles this much, so he set about kissing her again, then again, expertly making her forget everything bad and feel everything good. Slipping his hand between them he gently rubbed over the hard nub again, smiling against her mouth when she arched up for more.

His tongue shot deeply into her mouth as he flexed his hips, unable to hold himself back any longer, burying himself quickly inside her and swallowing her moan of pain as he did it. He concentrated on the kiss for a few seconds, willing his self control to stop him from just mindlessly rutting into her, just until she started to relax underneath him. The incredible tightness eased a little and he slowly started moving, his hands sliding under her hips and lifting her up to each of his inward thrusts. He moaned at the wonderful heat surrounding him and smiled down at her, taking in her red face and wide eyes. But she was enjoying it, he could tell that easily enough, and he dropped another small kiss on her parted lips, speeding up his movements. Lenny arched her back as he thrust even deeper inside her, amazed at the sensation of extreme fullness he gave her. He was enormous all over, she thought, her hands moving unconsciously to his big chest and grabbing at anything she could get hold of as her insides started to swirl like molten lava. Her breathing became more laboured as she moved with him, her eyes squeezing shut and staying that way when he started thrusting in and out even faster, his big warm hands holding her hips up to receive him. Something was happening to her that she hadn't felt before, and she thrashed her head from side to side as her body tightened and tightened, feeling as if she was swelling out of control underneath the onslaught of his movements. She couldn't stop her legs from moving restlessly, or her hands from clutching desperately at his shoulders, him being the only solid thing in a world that was suddenly spinning away from her at light speed.

"Oh, God....it's....Kevin, I can't..." she whimpered, almost crying now as she tried to find whatever it was her body needed.

"Come on baby, that's it, let yourself go now Lenny," he whispered urgently, watching her intently as he gathered up his last reserves of strength and slammed into her, angling himself just right to send her rocketing off into space. The feel of her suddenly clamping strongly around him sent him over the edge and he buried himself as deep as he could get, holding himself there as he erupted inside her with a loud groan. He could hear her cry out as she climaxed, her voice gratifyingly calling his name, and then just harsh breathing as she floated back to earth with his heavy weight settled on top of her.

It took forever for him to gather enough strength to be able to lift his head, and he looked down at her face, frowning when he saw tears trickling from her closed eyes. "Baby, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Her eyelids slowly lifted and she stared up at him in a daze. "No," she said, her voice husky.

He rubbed his thumb under her eyes and caught the tears, swiping them away. "Why the tears, sweetheart?"

"It was beautiful," she whispered, a small frown touching her brow as she wondered if it had felt like that for him as well.

"Yeah, it sure was," he agreed, resting his forehead on hers and closing his eyes in pleasant exhaustion. "I thought I was dying."

"You...I...was I okay?" she asked, unable to stop herself.

His eyes opened again and he smiled at her. "You were better than okay, sweetheart, you were the best thing I've ever felt in my life."

"Really?" she asked, a small smile touching her lips, pleased that he had said that. "But, I didn't really do anything."

"No? It sure as hell felt like you did, it felt like I was in heaven," he said, his hazel eyes softly glowing as he stared at her. "Do you feel incredibly tired?"

She nodded and looked confused. "Yes...but, why?"

"Because you did something, that's why," he murmured, rolling off her and pulling her along with him so he could wrap his big arms around her. "You've worn yourself out pleasing me, and later on, I'm gonna be all generous and let you do it again."

"You are?" she asked, giving him such a happy smile that he laughed.

"Oh yeah, I'm good like that," he joked, yawning hugely and closing his eyes. "Go to sleep darlin', you're gonna need all the rest you can get."

"Okay," she murmured easily, feeling totally washed out and knowing she would fall asleep really quickly, her mind still in a state of shock over what had happened. There would be time for analysing it all later, for now she wanted to enjoy this closeness.

Kevin cracked on eye open and looked at her. "No arguments?"

"Not anymore," she told him, snuggling against his huge body as he pulled the quilt over them.

"Well, hell, if I'd known this was all it would take to stop you arguing with me, I would have done it years ago," he said, chuckling again when she went to hit him and grabbing her fist. He prised her fingers open and kissed her palm before settling it on his chest and letting his body relax fully. A couple of hours sleep was called for, he decided, and then they'd have to think of moving before Sam came back. For now, there was only the two of them in their little world, and that suited him down to the ground.

****There ya go. I've had wine, I'm happy and drowsy...I think I'm getting an alcohol problem but...what the hell. So if there's any bad spelling or grammar, blame the booze! I'll try and write more soon, I promise, before you moan at me! God, you're all so demanding!****