Chapter twenty-four
Sam let himself back into the house just as the sun started to go down, and he frowned when he saw no signs of life. He had been certain that Lenny had already come home, and God only knew where Kevin had gone to. Walking through the kitchen and out into the hall, he peeked into each room to see if anyone was in there, but there was obviously no-one home. Then he heard a noise from upstairs and he gave a small sigh of relief. So, she was here after all.
"Charlene?" he shouted, putting one foot on the staircase and waiting to see if she had heard him. An enormously loud crash sounded and he frowned, moving up the stairs quickly, banging on her door. "Charlene? Are you okay?"
Lenny stared wide-eyed at the door and then looked at Kevin, who had fallen in a very large heap on the floor when his foot got tangled in the sheet. "I...I'm fine, I just...er...knocked something over."
"Are you sure? It sounded really loud," Sam said through the wood, and Lenny bit her lip and motioned for Kevin to stay silent when he looked like he was about to speak.
"Yes, I'm fine," she said, hoping he'd leave.
"Well, okay," he said reluctantly, but he didn't move. "Listen, I came to see if you were coming back to the party."
"I...er...I was just about to take a shower," she said lamely, feeling really embarrassed. What if he just walked in? He'd go mad.
"You can still come back afterwards though, right?"
Kevin nodded at her and grinned lazily, his eyebrows wiggling as she looked at his very large naked body laying on her floor. "Okay, we...I'll come back afterwards," she said, putting her hand over her mouth and closing her eyes at the slip-up.
Sam frowned at the door and then narrowed his eyes. Had she just said..? No, she couldn't have, he decided. But even so, the suspicion was now there. "Have you seen Kevin?" he asked, listening even more carefully now.
"No!" she said, too quickly, then swallowed. "Er..no, not since earlier. Why?"
"No reason. I'll see you later," Sam said, pausing for a second and then smiling. "Both of you," he finished, walking away and shaking his head when he heard Kevin's distinctive laugh come from within her room.
Lenny groaned as she heard Sam go back down the stairs, and she moved over to sit on the bed, the quilt wrapped firmly around her. How embarrassing could this get? she thought. Her own brother comes to find her and knows what's been happening. She frowned. How did he know Kevin was here anyway?
Her attention was drawn away from her thoughts when Kevin dragged himself up from the floor, twisting around and presenting her with his back. "Am I bruised?" he asked, looking down over his shoulder and pointing to his hip.
"Bruised?" she asked, her eyes going to his muscular backside and long legs with helpless appreciation.
He grinned down at her. "Yeah, I fell on my hip. Stop staring at my ass," he said, giving a little wiggle. "I mean, I know it's a great ass, but we're looking for bruises here."
She swallowed and dragged her eyes to his hip instead, her fingers twitching with the urge to touch him. "Er...no...it's a bit red just here," she said, stroking over a small red spot, her fingertips tingling instantly at the contact.
"Mmm, maybe you should massage it, make it feel all better," he suggested, his eyes full of mischief.
Lenny glanced up at him and tried not to go red, failing miserably. "Maybe I should just get dressed and go back to the party," she said, pushing him away so she could stand up.
"Nuh-uh, babyface, I heard you say something about a shower," he murmured, turning around and dragging her against him. "And you know what they say about water conservation?"
"Share a...sh...shower?" she stammered, her whole body sensitive to his closeness. Her hands rested lightly on his chest, forgetting all about holding the quilt in place, and it slowly slid to the floor. Kevin grinned as her body was revealed to him once more, and he pulled her even closer, his own body responding faster than he had imagined it would.
"Oh yeah, share a shower," he breathed, bending to pick her up and carry her into her small bathroom. He reached into the shower cubicle and turned the water on, waiting until it was warm enough before depositing her under the spray and quickly following. The cubicle was hardly big enough for the two of them, especially with his immense bulk, but he decided there was just enough room for what he had in mind. Grabbing a sponge off the small glass shelf he lathered it up and began swirling the suds over her smooth skin, fascinated by every inch of her small body. Before too long the sponge became a nuisance and he dropped it in favour of using his hands, letting them slide over her with at least the pretence of washing her.
"K-Kevin," she moaned when he started paying special attention to her breasts and then her backside, seeming to like the more rounded parts of her anatomy.
"What's the matter, sweetiepie?" he asked her, his hair plastered to his head and hanging in limp strands over his shoulders.
"I think....I think I'm clean now," she said, instantly wanting to bite her tongue because she didn't want him to stop.
"You do? I think I've missed some parts," he said, sliding his hand over her slippery skin until he could ease his palm between her thighs and cup her moist heat. "I didn't pay any attention to this area, and I'm sure it would feel left out if I didn't wash it a little, hmm?"
Lenny felt her face heat as he slid his hand back and forth slowly, using the shower gel to lather her up again and then carefully washing her most sensitive flesh, his fingers stroking over her teasingly as she grabbed at his big arms for support.
"Time to rinse," he murmured, grabbing the sponge again and efficiently rinsing off her whole body until not one bubble remained. He startled her by dropping to his knees in front of her and grabbing her hips to hold her in place, his eyes holding a wicked gleam as he stared up at her. "I just have to make sure I got all the foam," he murmured, pulling her relentlessly towards him and shocking her speechless as he dipped his head and flicked his tongue out over her, tasting her. Her hands went to his head with the intention of pulling him up, but just at that moment he really went to work on her and she almost collapsed as her legs weakened. Instead of trying to make him move, her fingers tangled in his hair as she tried to keep her balance, his tongue making all thought impossible. Using one hand to hold her backside so she didn't fall, he used the other to part her soft flesh, holding her open for his attentions as he flicked the tip of his tongue over the small nub he had brought to life again. The rewards for his efforts flowed slowly from her and he relished it, drinking in her taste as he continued to tease her. The fact that all this was new to her, made it that much more special, and he had a real problem stopping himself from taking her over the edge. But he wanted to be inside her again when that happened, so he forced himself to release her and he stood back up, kissing both breasts on the way. "Beautiful," he murmured, taking her mouth and enjoying the way she now kissed him back so fiercely.
When he pulled back she blinked up at him, breathing heavily. "Can I wash you now?" she asked, surprising him.
"Sure you can baby," he said, his voice a low growl as she immediately squirted shower gel on his chest and started rubbing it in. Her hands made quick work of soaping him up, and she had a bit of a problem reaching his neck and shoulders, but he bent down so she could reach and she ran her hands all over his solid frame. Kevin found himself turning this way and that so she could reach various different parts of him, and then he groaned and leaned his hands on the wall as she started smoothing those nimble fingers over his ass. That was bad enough, but he discovered his inner thighs were much more sensitive than he had ever realised, and his body felt as though it were about to burst with sexual tension when she busily stroked over his long legs. Christ, he thought, shuddering as she washed his toes. His toes, too? Was every single part of him an erogenous zone now? Perhaps it was only because it was Lenny touching him, he thought, and he looked back and down at her as she crouched at his feet. He slowly took his weight off the wall and turned around, watching her face suffuse with colour when she was faced with his heavy arousal. It was certainly hard to miss, he thought wryly, looking down and wondering if he'd ever been this hard in his life.
Lenny gazed at him for an age before dragging her eyes away and looking up at him. "Should...should I wash...er...." she stammered, looking back down and blushing even more. That thing was huge, she thought, and she'd just had it inside her. How the hell had it fit?
"Well, it may like a wash," he suggested, trying to keep his voice light but feeling amazingly tense at the idea of her running her fingers over him. He didn't know how much he could stand, but he was damned if he was going to stop her. He watched as she poured a small amount of gel in her palm and rubbed her hands together, the anticipation enough to make him want to just lift her up and impale her, but he waited with as much patience as he could muster. Finally she wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and started to slowly spread the bubbles over his length, her other hand running gently over the head and down, making him start to shake as she continued the movement again and again. He was too sensitive, he realised as his eyes closed, for this to last too long, but God it felt amazing. Water flowed over him as she started to rinse him off, and then he jumped and looked back down at her as he felt another sensation and he was stunned to see her tongue tentatively tasting him. He should stop her, he shouldn't let her do this....but his body didn't move, his hands hit the wall and used it for support as she tasted him again. She ran her tongue over the head and explored the tiny slit there, drawing back and staring at it with fascination as a drop of fluid appeared. Licking it away she saw another one and cocked her head to one side, lapping at that and seeing another take it's place. She guessed this was some sort of preparation that his body made, and she looked up at his tense face to make sure this was okay. His eyes were closed tightly and he had an indescribable expression on his face, but he didn't look like he hated it, so she did it again. The fluid held a slightly salty tang, but it wasn't unpleasant and it made her wonder what she tasted like to him. She was startled when his big hand grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up, not stopping until she was on a level with him and then he pushed her back against the wall. "Kevin?" she asked in a small voice, wondering at the fierce look in his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"
He managed a tight smile. "Wrong? No, but I can't take anymore baby, I need to be inside you right now," he said, wrapping her legs around his waist and positioning her quickly for his intrusion.
"Oh....ooooh," she murmured and then moaned as he pushed gently up into her, her body sheathing him in tight heat that made him have to stop for a second and rest his head on the wall above her shoulder.
"God, this is so good," he murmured, his voice harsh as his hips started moving. "I can't slow down baby, God, I'm sorry..!"
Lenny wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he started thrusting into her hard and fast, his movements slightly out of control. Small sounds echoed in the small bathroom as she felt her senses start swimming again, feeling him go deeper than he had before, if possible. After his previous attentions, she took no time at all to climax and her body started to spasm around him fiercely, her teeth biting into his shoulder as she came. It was enough to drive him mad, the slight pain combined with her inner muscles squeezing at him and he drove harder for his own fulfilment, finding it abruptly and yelling as he exploded inside her.
He managed to hold her up even though his legs felt as weak as a new-born baby's, and he sucked in air loudly, trying to regain his wits. As soon as he did, he lowered her to the floor and grabbed the shower head, cleaning them both off again and then turning off the water. After drying them both, he was thankful that she weighed hardly anything, because he enjoyed carrying her back into her bedroom, the look on her face enough to make him feel like a big hero.
Lenny stood in a complete daze as he went about dressing her, then himself, and finally brushing through her damp hair. He stood back and smiled gently at her. "There, good as new," he said, taking her hand and drawing it up to his mouth to kiss her knuckles. "I wish I'd done this years ago."
"You do?"
"I do. And I bet you feel the same, cos I know I'm a damn hot piece of ass, and any girl would be lucky to have me," he joked, grinning wickedly as he pulled her towards him and wrapped his arms around her. "Go ahead, you can tell me what a great lover I am, I'll let you."
"You're big-headed and arrogant," she told him, smiling shyly up at him.
"Oh that's gratitude for you," he grumbled. "I show you the best time of your life and you thank me by insulting me!"
"Who said it was the best time of my life?" she asked him, blushing because she wasn't used to this, him being loving and teasing. She liked it.
"Are you saying it wasn't?" he asked, looking crestfallen.
"No, it was! It..er..." she trailed off as he lifted her up so she was level with his eyes.
"It was huh?" he murmured, smiling sexily at her.
She nodded and buried her face against his neck, loving the feeling of being so close to him, of being able to touch him freely. He chuckled and walked over to her door, opening it and carrying her along as he made his way downstairs. It wasn't until he reached the kitchen that he set her down.
"So, think you're ready to go back to the party?" he asked her, drawing a comb out of his pocket and pulling his damp hair back into a ponytail. Lenny watched the play of muscles underneath his T-shirt as he moved and found herself wanting to rip it off again.
"I guess so," she said in a small voice, wishing they could stay where they were. "Do you think....will anyone know?"
"What we were doing? I think some people might guess, especially if they see us come back together. And then there's Sam, who knows I was here," he said, shrugging. "Do you mind if people know?"
"Well, no, but...I don't want to cause you any trouble or anything," she murmured.
He pulled her against him again and sighed. "Baby, you won't cause me any trouble, and I don't care who sees us together, okay?"
"You don't?"
"Hell, no. The sooner everyone knows you're off limits, the better," he growled, wondering if he'd be able to let her out of his sight now. He squeezed her harder and frowned. She was his now, and everyone better realise that.
Lenny sighed and leaned into his embrace, loving his possessive attitude. "Do you think we'll stop arguing now?" she asked him, her voice slightly muffled against his chest.
"Us, stop arguing? I doubt it," he said, chuckling and relaxing slightly. "But I think I can think of more inventive ways to punish you if you're insolent from now on."
"You're a big bully," she murmured and he chuckled again at the lack of heat in her accusation.
"Yeah I am, and you love it, admit it," he said, looking down at her with a raised eyebrow. When she didn't respond he poked her ribs and made her jump. "Admit it."
"No."
His eyebrows shot up. "Hmm, maybe I'll have to think up some of those punishments sooner than I thought!"
"You can't, we have to get back to the party," she said, smiling at his expression and backing away as he planted his fists on his hips and narrowed his eyes.
"I didn't say I couldn't think up something to do in front of others, now did I?" he asked her, giving her a devastating grin before he started stalking her across the room. "Ya know what sweetiepie? You'd better run!"
He made a lunge for her and Lenny squealed, ripping the back door open and running as fast as she could along the road towards Mark's house, laughing as she heard him running after her and shouting vile insults. She hadn't realised how good it would feel being with Kevin like this, and she felt really happy for a change. The fact that he would be leaving soon was pushed firmly to the back of her mind for now, she could deal with that later.
***Hope that was okay for now!***
