***Bonjour everybody! Bonne Année! Or Happy New Year to those of you not in France, which is....well...all of you! Anyway, thanks for the reviews and many, many, many, many...many, many, many thanks to Kris for the inspirational pics! Much drooling happened before I could make my trembling fingers type!!! LOL! These next two chapters are for you...if I feel nice enough to actually post the next one! Mwahahahaha!***

Chapter thirty-four

The hotel room door crashed shut behind Kevin as he carried Lenny inside, his big foot closing the door for him. He carried her quickly towards the bed and managed to get them both on it without any mishaps, a lucky thing since he had his eyes closed and was kissing her as if his life depended on it. When he let her come up for air, she smiled happily up at him, her hands fiddling with the short strands of hair that seemed to stick straight up from his scalp.

"Can I take a shower?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "I feel a bit grimy from the journey."

"I don't know if I can let you go for that long," he murmured, pushing his big arms underneath her and then rolling so she was on top of him.

"I won't take long," she promised, not even attempting to move.

Kevin stared at her and smiled slowly, his eyes glittering. "There's a bath in there, too. We could share it," he suggested, wiggling his eyebrows.

"I guess we could...but how would I ever get to wash?"

"Are you saying I'd stop you from washing?" he asked her indignantly.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Or were you suggesting we share a bath so we save water?"

"Well, no, that hadn't been my original plan," he admitted, grinning.

"See? Didn't think so!"

"Does this mean you don't want to share a bath with me?"

Lenny laughed as he stuck his bottom lip out, trying to look all pathetic and upset. "Of course I want to share a bath with you. But I want to get clean as well."

He grinned sexily. "That's not a problem, we can stay in there until you're all clean. I'll supervise the washing myself."

"You will?" she asked, feeling her heart somersault in her chest at the way he was looking at her.

"Mmm-hmm. I'll make sure that every...single...inch, is clean," he murmured, kissing her between words and then moving so he could carry her into the bathroom. He managed to start filling the tub and add a touch of bubble bath without releasing her, and she giggled at his efficiency, making him arch his eyebrows. "What's funny?"

"Have you done this before by any chance? You seem very good at the whole bathroom seduction thing," she said, grinning at him.

He pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. "Actually, I haven't done the 'whole bathroom seduction' thing before, since you ask. Maybe we can think of this as just for us, sort of our special thing, hmm?"

Lenny's eyes softened on his face. "Our special thing?"

"Yeah. Every couple should have something special, shouldn't they?" he asked her, lowering her to her feet and starting to tug her clothes away from her body. "This is ours. We've already done the whole shower scene, so now comes the bathtub, maybe afterwards the floor...when we get a chance we'll get a room with a jacuzzi....hell, I'll put the lid of the toilet down and sit on there and you can take me...anything at all," he murmured, his eyes covetous as he finally uncovered her and just stared, his voice reverent when he spoke again. "You're so beautiful." He reached out a hand and ran the back of his knuckles gently over the tip of one breast, his lips turning up at the edges at her instant response and the shiver that visibly ran through her. "I missed touching you, looking at you....feeling you." He pulled her up against him and ran his hands down her sides, enjoying the silky feel of her skin beneath his fingertips.

"I missed you, too, I had dreams..." she whispered, raising her hands and starting to undo the buttons on his shirt so she could part the material and reveal his broad chest to her gaze.

"You had dreams?" he prompted her, taking in a sharp breath when she leaned in and flicked her tongue over his nipple, her hands feathering through his chest hair.

"Mmm-hmm," she murmured, placing a kiss over his heart and running her hand around his waist and up his back so she could hold him.

"About....damn....about what?" he gasped out, wondering at his lack of control when one of her hands dropped to his ass and gave a gentle squeeze.

"About you, and me..." she continued, closing her eyes and leaning her cheek against him, the thundering of his heartbeat close to her ear.

"Were they rude at all?"

She nodded, opening her eyes again and turning so she could lick at his salty skin, running her tongue over to his nipple again and idly flicking at it until it tightened into a hard peak. "Some of them were...well they....they were...me doing things to you," she explained.

"There are a lot of things I'd like you to do to me, babygirl. What did you dream about us doing?" he asked, shuddering when she grazed her teeth over the nipple and then moved so she could start the maddening caress on the other one.

"Just...things," she said softly, frowning when she thought of how explicit some of her dreams had been.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" he persisted, wanting to know.

Lenny pulled back slightly and frowned, swallowing. "I'm not sure I should...it's a bit...embarrassing," she said, raising her eyes to look up at him.

He grinned down at her, his eyes glowing with passion. "You know I'm gonna make you tell me, don't you? You shouldn't have mentioned it if you didn't want me to know."

"I guess....but you can't make me tell you," she said, frowning up at him and then dropping her gaze to his chest again and reaching to completely remove his shirt from his arms.

He let her slowly undress him and was pleasantly surprised when she continued until he was only wearing his boxers, her teeth catching her bottom lip as she surveyed his obvious arousal laying in wait behind the thin material. "Don't you want to uncover your prize, sweetiepie?" he asked, his voice containing amusement, and she glared at him.

"Who says it's such a prize?"

"Oh, it's a prize...anyone would be glad to get hold of it. Including you. Now tell me what it is you did to me in these dreams, and I won't have to torture it out of you," he said, changing the subject so quickly that she blinked at him in surprise.

"I can't," she mumbled, her fingers idly fiddling with his chest hair.

"Sure you can," he said, his eyes narrowing. "And it had better be within the next ten seconds, or I'll have to start to extract the information myself."

"But....what are you going to do?" she asked him, not trusting that look in his eyes.

"That's for me to know," he murmured, tilting his head to one side as he cupped her cheek in his palm, his thumb rubbing over her bottom lip. "Ten," he began, starting to slowly count down as she gaped up at him.

"Kevin....that's not fair, I wouldn't make you tell me something you weren't comfortable with," she protested, trying not to smile at his wicked expression.

"And that's the difference between me and you," he replied, smiling softly at her. "Seven."

She groaned. "I can't tell you!"

"You won't have any choice," he said confidently, grinning now. "Five."

Lenny frowned as he got down to three and then plastered herself against him, trying a different tactic. "Please don't make me tell you," she asked him softly, giving him a faintly sorrowful look, her eyes huge.

He hesitated slightly, laughter lighting up his eyes at her ploy, but it would take far more than that to make him drop the subject. His hand caressed her face again and he bent to kiss her softly, his tongue flickering over her lips lightly. "Much as I love the feel of you so close to me like this, it won't work. Time's up."

"Kevin," she moaned, frowning at him. "Well, fine, then I'll take my bath on my own, if you don't mind."

His eyebrows shot up and he grinned again. "Did you think I was joking about the torture?"

The way he spoke and the way he was looking at her made her freeze. "You weren't joking?" she asked in a small voice, wondering what he was up to.

He shook his head, his grin widening. "Oh no, I wasn't joking. So, this is your final chance, seeing as your time's up and everything. Tell me now, or face the consequences."

"Consequences?" she repeated numbly.

"Mmm-hmm, and they could be bad, so you'd better think about your answer, hadn't you?" he said, his eyes running all over her body and his hands touching her of their own volition.

Lenny shivered as one of his big hands cupped her breast, lifting and kneading the firm flesh as his heated gaze settled on her eyes. "I...I dreamed I had you on the bed, and you were naked..."

He raised one eyebrow. "Naked huh? And?"

"And....you were...er....well, er..." she stammered, her cheeks flaming as his eyes burned into hers and a knowing smile curved his lips.

"Hard?" he asked, grinning devilishly when her blush got worse. "I guess I was! Go on."

She swallowed. It had been a very intimate dream and she hadn't realised how difficult it would be talking to him about it. Her tongue came out and moistened her lips, and she saw the way his eyes followed the small movement. "And I....I...er...Kevin, I can't tell you!"

He chuckled at how red she was and pulled her into a hug, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head. "Would it be easier to show me?"

She shook her head. "Can't you just drop the subject?"

"Nope. Now you've got me wondering what's been going on inside that head all this time, and I can't rest until I know." He leaned back and looked down at her. "Better get used to it, honey, because I'm like that with everything. Now then, are you gonna decide to get brave on me or are you wanting me to torture you until you spill the beans?"

"That's not fair," she grumbled.

He shrugged. "Life rarely is. Come on, tell me."

"I can't tell you if you're looking at me."

He chuckled again. "What about if I turn my back? Will that help?"

"It might," she said, still reluctant to talk to him. It wasn't even that bad, she supposed, it certainly wasn't depraved. But it was still the most erotic dream she had ever had, and she didn't even know where all the images had come from. She watched as he turned around, his arms folded over his chest, and she dropped her eyes to his backside, her fingers itching to pinch it.

"Okay, I'm not looking. Confess all to Father Kevin, go ahead," he invited, his amusement obvious in his tone of voice.

Lenny considered it. "Hold on, let me just turn the water off," she murmured, seeing that the bath was full enough. She debated telling him straight away, and then she grinned, stepping quietly into the foamy water and sinking down until she was covered up. Okay, it was tempting fate, but she couldn't resist and a small giggle slipped out of her mouth before she could contain it, making Kevin turn his head to see what she was laughing about.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked, turning fully and planting his hands on his hips.

"Taking a bath," she replied, trying to look innocent.

"Is that right? And you think you can get out of telling me all about your dreams do you?" he asked her, sauntering over to the tub and then crouching down suddenly so his face was level with hers. "You know I'm not going to let you get away with that, don't you?"

"I know," she said, biting her lip. "Can I tell you after we've had a bath?"

He cocked his head to one side and narrowed his eyes. "All these delaying tactics aren't going to help you any, but I guess it can wait for a while." He stood back up and slipped his boxers off, watching her expression the whole time and grinning when she couldn't tear her eyes away from his body. He motioned her forward in the tub and slipped in behind her, sinking into the water with a sigh. "Oh that's good."

"Mmm, it is," she agreed, leaning back against him when he was comfortable, and shivering when he put his arms around her, his legs on either side of hers.

He nuzzled her neck and squeezed her against him. "Tell me what you dreamed of doing, and I'll let you do it," he whispered, deciding he couldn't wait after all. His hands lifted to her breasts and cupped them lightly, his thumbs rubbing once over the tips, making them harden instantly. "Tell me, baby."

"It...it's nothing bad, it's normal...not...er..kinky or anything," she admitted, closing her eyes as his thumbs resumed their caressing and didn't stop, making her arch into his palms.

"I wouldn't mind if it was, darlin'," he murmured, nibbling gently at her neck now and making her shiver again.

"It's just...you were on the bed and you were letting me do what I wanted...and I was...s..sucking you," she blurted out.

His eyebrows shot up. "Sucking me? What part of me, sweetiepie?" he asked, grinning.

She moaned, biting her lip. "You know."

"I do? Hmm, was it my....lip?"

"N-no," she stammered, biting her lip harder when he pinched each nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"No? How about my...neck?" he persisted, enjoying himself immensely as he made her moan again with a slightly firmer caress. He released one breast and scrubbed his hand gently down her stomach and into the nest of curls that lay beneath the water.

"No, it....oooh....it was your...your..."

"My...what?" he asked her, fastening his mouth on her neck as his fingers found her and stroked across her most sensitive flesh.

"I...I....K-Kevin....oh my God..." she moaned as his fingers continued stroking over her, finding the small nub and concentrating on it for a few seconds before delving lower and dipping inside her.

"Was it my dick, baby? Hmm? Was that what you were sucking?" he asked her, his voice incredibly deep as he pictured her doing exactly that, and he smiled as he thought about his wording. She was sure to tell him off for that.

"That...that's rude," she mumbled, her eyes closing as his fingers worked their magic on her.

"Hmm, I know. But what else would you call it? My manhood? My enormously huge love pole? My one eyed trouser snake?" he chuckled again when she managed to gather her wits enough to slap his arm, her mouth curving into a smile. "Well? Was that what you were sucking on, hmm?"

"Yessss," she whispered, her hips arching delicately when he stroked his finger inside her even deeper, curving it upwards slightly.

"Would you like to act out your little dream, baby? Would you like to take me inside your mouth?" he asked her, biting her neck again as he added another finger and started up a gentle rhythm. "What else did you dream about?"

She gasped at the sensations he was causing and had to swallow twice before she could get her voice to work. "You....you laid me over the dressing table and made love to me, and then...then the bed....then...."

"I seem to have had endless stamina in this dream," he murmured, smiling as he thought of fulfilling this particular fantasy. "What did I do next, baby?"

"You made me hold onto the headboard, and you did it again," she murmured, almost biting through her lip as his fingers started to speed up.

"Mmm, I took you from behind huh? All three times by the sound of things. I'd be only to happy to oblige, sweetiepie, so let's get clean so we can start getting dirty, shall we?" he growled in her ear, grabbing a sponge and efficiently washing her, taking as little time as he could.

Lenny started to drift out of her sensual haze just as he was rinsing her off, and then he stood up, stepping out of the bath and then lifting her out after him, his hands already reaching for a towel to dry her. What seemed like only seconds later she found herself laying on the big hotel bed with Kevin looming over her, his eyes smouldering as he stared down at her and smiled.

"What would you like to do first?" he asked her, raising his eyebrows and hoping his stamina was as good as it needed to be. After weeks of not having her, though, he thought that maybe it was.

"I want to...to...I want to do what I did in the dream," she said, her voice husky and a flush of colour staining her cheeks as she said it, watching his expression carefully.

"If that's what you want, babygirl, then go for it." He rolled over next to her and laid on his back, smiling at her and reaching a hand out to caress her cheek.

"I'm...I'm not sure how..." she began and he covered her mouth with one finger.

"Lenny, I'll love anything you do to me, don't you know that? Do whatever it was you did in this dream, and I promise I won't be disappointed."

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****There, hope it was okay.....now then, should I post the next chapter or not? hahahaha!! I am SO mean!!! Apparently I'm teaching others to be mean as well...ah well, c'est la vie, n'est-ce pas?! ****