****Hello everyone! Okay, now I had something totally different in mind for this chapter, but I can tell you right now who's to blame for what IS in this chapter. KliqGirl! Blame her! She sent me stuff...Good God....I haven't recovered yet, I can't quite get out of my own drool. Okay, so, she's my Nash dealer...but did the picture have to be THAT damn good! Sorry, the rest of you don't know what I'm on about, but let me just say my mind is now totally fried simply because of a pic of Kev. Hope you enjoy this bit of smut anyway!****

Chapter twenty-six

Lenny smiled as Kevin lifted her up into the truck, closing the door behind her before sprinting around the front and jumping in next to her. "So where would you like to go, sweetiepie? Any special requests?" he asked as he instantly made the truck seem tiny merely with his presence.

She shook her head. "Wherever you like," she said softly, knowing she'd be happy as long as she was with him. She couldn't believe that all her previous animosity had disappeared so quickly, but these other feelings must have been buried in there somewhere, just waiting to be set free. Now that they were, there was no stopping them. She loved him, she realised, her eyes softening on his handsome face.

Kevin smiled slowly at her expression, his hand reaching out to stroke down her face before he forced himself to turn away and start the engine. God, if he didn't start driving he'd end up making love to her right here, giving everyone a damn good show once the vehicle started rocking all over the place. He chuckled as he pictured it and shook his head, glancing over at her with wicked eyes. "You're bad for me, do you know that?"

"I am?" she said, frowning slightly and wondering if he meant it.

"Oh, not in a bad way, honey, in a good way," he murmured as he pulled out of the driveway and drove along the road.

"I don't understand," she said, watching his every movement. He was beautiful.

"It's just that I can't get you out of my head. I was picturing making love to you right there in the truck in front of everyone," he told her, his attention on the road ahead.

"Oh!" she murmured, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, 'oh'," he said, grinning as he flicked a brief glance at her. "Go ahead and tell me you aren't picturing me naked right now."

She blushed deeply and was thankful that it was getting dark, because it would hide her colour a little. "I'm not."

"Yeah right. I can feel those pretty little eyes running all over me like hands, so no use denying it. Hell, if we can find somewhere private enough I'll let you strip me," he said, raising his chin arrogantly as he drove.

"I might not want to strip you," she said, wondering how he knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Yes you do, and I want to strip you, look again at all those lovely soft curves..." he trailed off and shifted in his seat, his flesh swelling uncomfortably. He knew they'd never find a place to park where he could totally indulge himself, and he hated the thought of having to wait, because his needs were becoming staggeringly strong. Still, his body would just have to get used to it, he thought grimly, wishing there was somewhere to go. He almost suggested they got a hotel room, but he didn't want to cheapen what they had, it was too special.

Lenny watched his expression become grim and she bit her lip, wondering what was making him angry. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he said, stopping at some traffic lights and turning to look at her, one hand reaching over to twirl a soft strand of her hair. "A bit uncomfortable, but fine."

"Uncomfortable?"

He nodded and grabbed her hand, drawing it into his lap and over the hard bulge there. "Yes, uncomfortable," he said, raising an eyebrow and grinning at her big eyes. He expected her to move her hand away, and he groaned when she squeezed experimentally, making him jerk. He let her touch him for a second and then grabbed her wrist, moving her hand away as he pulled the car away from the lights. "I don't want to crash, honey, and I will if you keep that up."

"Sorry," she murmured, her eyes dropping to stare at his body.

"It's okay. If I can find somewhere quiet enough to park you can do it again," he said, grinning again, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"Where are we going?" she asked, looking out of the window as they drove out into the quieter roads.

"Anywhere that's away from people and interruptions," he told her, looking around and taking a turning that he knew led to a single track road, only farmland beyond it. It was dark and quiet, and he just hoped that no-one would drive by and find them, not yet. He pulled up and turned off the engine, turning to her and lounging against the door, his mouth curving into a smile as she sat there looking decidedly unsure of herself. "Something wrong?"

"Not really, this just feels a bit...odd," she said, shrugging as she stared at him, suddenly shy.

"I guess it is. It makes a change for us not to be fighting, but I think I like this far better, don't you?" he asked her softly, pulling her across the seat and wrapping his arms around her. "We just have to get used to each other this way, and I have a feeling it won't take too long will it?"

She shook her head and snuggled into his warm arms, relishing the feel of his enormous chest as she rested her cheek against it. A sigh rumbled through him and he relaxed, pressing her closer to him, ignoring the fact that his body was about to burst apart at the seams. They sat that way for a few minutes, silence surrounding them in the dark confines of the truck. "Sweetiepie? You want to do something for me?"

"Mmm-hmm," she murmured, her eyes closed.

"You remember what you did before, the thing that made my toes curl?" he said, nudging her face up so she could look at him and he could see her eyes. Her brow wrinkled in confusion and then she remembered, her mouth forming an 'o'. Kevin smiled sheepishly and stroked her face. "Would you do that again?"

"If you like," she murmured, smiling sweetly up at him as she moved so she was kneeling on the seat in front of him, her hands coming up to frame his face. She frowned at his hairstyle and reached back to remove the band, fluffing his long hair over his shoulders when she had done so. Kevin watched her silently as she fussed over him, her hands framing his face again and stroking delicately over the stubble on his cheeks. He smiled at the look of intense concentration on her face, but didn't say anything, not wanting to break the mood.

Lenny ran her fingertips over his cheeks and down his nose, brushing over his moustache and goatee with a small smile. She loved his beard, especially when he kissed her neck and it grazed against her skin. Her eyes studied his mouth intently for a second before drawing her thumb over his bottom lip and pulling it open slightly, her tongue coming out to moisten her own lip as she did so. She could still taste him, still taste that strangely masculine flavour he had, like a mix of coffee and leather and spice. It was addictive in its own way, and she wanted more of it. But she wanted to give him what he had asked for first, and he had asked for this. Her hands traced his every feature, lingering on his eyebrows and his eyelids as he closed them over his glowing eyes, flickering softly against the long eyelashes that fell in a sweep over his skin. The hair at his hairline was grey, and she decided she liked it that way, her fingers moving through the heavy mass and letting it flow over them like silk. Still holding her hands tangled in his hair, she leaned forward and placed soft kisses on his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his chin....worshipping every part of his face and avoiding his lips for as long as she could bear...which wasn't long. His mouth was far too tempting and she soon settled her lips on it, nibbling at him and relishing the sound of the groan he gave, letting her know he was enjoying what she was doing.

"Lenny..." he murmured, trying to press his mouth more firmly to hers and giving a frustrated sigh when she held back just enough so he had the barest contact with her soft lips. His eyes opened slowly, heavy lidded with the desire coursing through his taut body, and he stared at her. She was enjoying touching him like this almost as much as he was, he thought, seeing her eyes closed and her brows drawn down in concentration. He shivered as she stroked his scalp again, and wondered at his ability to get aroused at such gentle touches. But he had known what this would do to him before he had asked it of her, known it from the first time she had so gently cherished him. Being touched in such a way, like she loved him, like she found him infinitely precious...it was almost better than sex. Almost, he thought, his lips curving into a warm smile as he finally took matters into his own hands and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her in so he could claim her lips and kiss her the way he had been longing to. She gave in straight away and her mouth opened to the demanding slide of his tongue, letting him take possession of her totally in that instant, uncaring that they were sitting in the cab of his truck where anyone could happen upon them. Nothing mattered anymore but that he keep on touching her.

He drew back finally, his breathing ragged as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, his arms bruisingly tight as he held her against him. "Jesus, you make me forget who I am when you do that," he said, his voice deep and husky.

"I only touched your face," she whispered, trying to breathe where he was squeezing her too hard.

Kevin gave a small shudder and then pulled her up so she was straddling his lap, his big hand pushing her down until she could feel the hard evidence of his arousal pressing up against her. "I know, sweetheart, and this is what it does to me. Another few seconds and I'd have made one hell of a mess," he said, giving her a crooked smile.

"But...why?" she asked him, slightly confused.

He tilted his head to one side and his smile grew bigger. "You really don't know do you? Here," he said, putting her hands on his chest so she could balance herself and then lifting his hands to her face and starting to mimic her movements from before, his fingers trying to be as delicate as she had been. He knew he couldn't do it the same, his hands were too big, his skin too callused to be truly gentle, but still her eyes drifted closed and she leaned into the touch, almost purring when he started dropping butterfly kisses on her face. When he finally pulled back, it was all she could do not to rip his clothes off, and he saw the need in her eyes. "Now you know why," he murmured, taking her mouth in another deep kiss that made the temperature inside the truck rise even more.

The fact that her hips started to undulate unconsciously on top of his didn't help matters, but he found that he couldn't get his hands to stop her moving, and he groaned into her mouth as he pushed up against her, his movements totally uncontrolled. He wanted her, right here, he thought while his mind was still working, and where they were didn't matter anymore. Lifting her off him he hastily undid her jeans, laying her at an angle as he pulled them slowly down, taking her underwear with them until he could whip them over her feet. He managed to unsnap his own too tight jeans and pull them down enough to free himself, then he dragged her back over him, his eyes running down her body and his hand following, gratified to find she was ready for him. He knew he couldn't have waited and, looking up into her eyes, he knew she couldn't wait either. Using his fingers to position himself, he slowly probed inside her, his other hand going to her hips and guiding her downwards until he felt himself sliding into the snug heat fully, his jaw clenching when she settled on his lap.

Lenny moaned softly at the feel of him stretching her again, feeling the tiniest twinge of discomfort that soon disappeared as he filled her, her hands clutching helplessly at his shoulders. The instant she felt him as deep as he could go, she lifted back up jerkily, sliding him almost out and then hurriedly back in, making both of them gasp at the sensation.

"Lenny...fuck..." he growled, his hands grabbing her hips so hard he knew she would have bruises. But right now he couldn't stop himself, and he showed her how to move, guiding her smoothly over him and then squeezing his eyes shut as she moved of her own accord. It was too much, too good...and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer, he had been too turned on when they started. But as she moved faster and he reared up to meet her, the tiny noises she made let him know she was just as far into this as he was, and he indulged himself some more. Dragging her top upwards, he leaned in and took one rosy peak into his mouth, drawing on her flesh as she trembled around him, adding to the sensations rippling through her body. His big hands stroked over her hips, delving between her thighs to trace the delicate flesh stretched so tightly around him, brushing over the sensitive nub and drawing more noises from her throat. He felt her internal muscles start to tighten and he thrust his hips upwards harder, his eyes rolling up in his head as his climax approached, his whole being seemingly draining out of him and into her as he came, white hot shards of pleasure stabbing into his brain mercilessly. Lenny was in no better shape. She almost bit through her lip to stop from screaming as she clamped down on him, his wildly out of control thrusts sending her body rocketing up into space, her breath, her mind, her very life leaving her in a dark oblivion.

Kevin was vaguely aware of her collapsing on his chest, and his weak arms automatically came up and wrapped around her, holding her safe against him. Somewhere inside his head was a tiny voice telling him he was bad, but he managed to ignore it fairly easily, especially since he was holding Lenny. She made him feel more complete than he had ever felt before in his life, and he never wanted to lose that feeling.

***There, hope it was okay. I think that maybe that worked some of the smut out of my system. But then I go and think of that picture again, and the other one of Scott...Dammit! There I go again! Droooooooool. And ....oh, shit....she did it again. Fuck. Kev, Scott AND Mark. Jesus, I'm gonna die I swear!***