by Alice Brown
“Are you sure?” Kevin asked. He hated the idea of leaving the team, but Marshall did have a point. There really wasn’t much left for him to do, and Marshall was perfectly capable of finishing the mission.
“I’m positive. Just leave your bike at the local police station, and I will make sure it gets brought back with us. But, promise me you’ll do me a favor,” Marshall requested, looking serious all of the sudden again.
“What is it?” Kevin asked curiously.
“Give Erica a kiss for me. I would do it myself when I get back, but I wouldn’t want to face you afterwards.” Marshall chuckled as he lightly shoved Kevin forward. “Go on home, and have some fun for once!”
Chapter Thirteen
Kevin shifted in his seat on the crowded airplane, growing more impatient by the minute to get home. He could feel the impatience wanting to take over, and tapped it back down. Picking up a magazine, he flipped through a few pages before replacing it in the back of the seat. It seemed there was nothing that would hold his attention. No, that’s because he had a certain pretty little lady’s face on his mind, and he was quite anxious to return home and surprise her.
It was the wee hours of the morning when he arrived home, and as he let himself in both Charles and Rosetta were there to welcome him. Kevin hugged each of them, and then quickly told them he needed to see Erica. They both graciously said good night and smiled as he headed for the stairs.
As he expected, she was sound asleep. He was pleasantly surprised to find her sound asleep in his bed, though! Standing in the bedroom doorway, he leaned against it, just watching her sleep for a moment. She looked damn good there, he admitted to himself. He found himself smiling as he noticed she had stolen his pillow. It wasn’t like he used it much anyway. He was quickly reminded he owed this woman his very life. If it hadn’t been for her, chances were good, neither he nor his team would have made it back home. Unable to resist touching her any longer, he quickly strolled over to the bed, stripped off his shirt, removed his shoes, and slid in bed next to her, bringing her body up against him. He gently ran a finger along her jawline, unable to suppress the urge just to touch her delicate, soft skin. She stirred a bit and despite his earlier promise he found himself unable to resist jumping into her brain.
Erica was dreaming. It had to be a dream. Kevin’s voice was softly calling her name. “Erricaaaa, oh my sweet Erricaaaa!” It was only a whisper, but she would recognize that voice anywhere. Not quite able to force herself out of her deep slumber, and not wanting the dream to end, she nestled into her pillow a bit more. “Erica, baby, let me love you,” his voice whispered softly before she felt his lips lightly brush hers. His kisses were soft, sensual, and oh so heavenly. He broke off from her lips to continue raining kisses over her cheek, then down to her chin, and continuing his downward trek to skimming her throat. Oh how she missed his mouth, but he was far from finished. As Kevin continued to work his way downward, she realized too late that somehow her pajama top had come unbuttoned. He began suckling one breast, and then moved to the other. His mouth felt like a warm, moist cavern. She moaned softly, as she quickly became caught up in her dream and the pleasure he was giving her.
“Baby, I’m back, and I’ve missed you so much,” his voice whispered in her head. Although a part of her acknowledged this was just a dream, she was amazed at how real his kisses and touches seemed to be. “Please, baby, let me love you. I need to touch you, to taste you, to love you,” he whispered gently.
His mouth was continuing its trek south, and Erica’s head was too much in a fog. He was making her feel too damn good for her to think straight. When and how had her pajama bottoms been removed? Damn, could this dream get any better?
He ran the backs of his fingers up her thighs, just barely skimming her skin, making her squirm. He quickly followed it up with planting kisses starting with her knee, heading upwards. As if they had a mind of their own, her legs spread, welcoming him and his mouth. She paused for just a second, but then realized this was only a dream, right? Besides, she’d had time to think things through since Kevin left, and had come to the conclusion that she had nothing to fear from him. She was finally ready to truly put the past behind her and start her life anew.
Her dream Kevin seemed to know she had hesitated, and why. Against her skin she heard him murmur, “I am not going to hurt you, love, I only want to taste you.”
Visions of him licking and sucking her pussy the night before he left hit her without warning. Oh, now it made sense, she thought to herself in disgust. She was dreaming Kevin was home and in her bed, getting ready to eat her out because evidently she had somehow been turned into a nymphomaniac. He hadn’t even been gone a week.
She felt his tongue and lips playing at her mound. She wriggled a bit uncomfortably as a surge of moisture pooled in her center. Should she let this continue? Well, it was only a dream, but still, it somehow felt naughty. Her body certainly seemed to know what it wanted. She felt her knees being nudged a bit more outward in order to accommodate his wide shoulders. Who knew her dream would be so realistic? He quickly settled comfortably, as if planning on spending a long time there.
How had she turned into such a sex-crazed woman in the past week? She had never liked having sex before, hell, most of the time it left her in downright pain. And why were her dreams turning so erotic when she had just experienced her first orgasm a little over a week ago? His tongue suddenly swiped through her copious juices, starting at her hole and heading up, circling her clit. “Oh goodness,” Erica moaned, as the sudden invasion of his tongue made her jump. “I don’t care if this is a dream, please don’t stop!”
His rumbling chuckle could be heard and felt, as she snuggled into her pillow with a grin on her face. He felt that good.
“Relax, sweetness, and enjoy,” he whispered into her thoughts. “Just lie back and enjoy. Let your body take over. You have nothing to fear from me.” She felt his fingertips just barely skimming over her belly and lower abdomen, and she soon relaxed and succumbed to the wonderful feelings building up inside of her. God, this had to be the best dream she had ever encountered!
He licked and suckled her until her toes curled. She could feel her orgasm building in her, coiling, spiraling towards release. Her dream guy was evidently in sync with her, because as soon as she began to tense up, he added a thick finger into the mix. His finger invaded her hole, filling her up, and he was quick to add a twist to his wrist that made her see stars. Her world exploded, leaving her shivering in its wake. Had she been awake, the intensity of her release would have surely made her black out, she thought with a chuckle. Good thing she was already asleep!
As Kevin lay alongside Erica, gently running his fingers through her hair and over her skin in order to maintain control of her dream, he grinned. When he had climbed into bed and reached for her, he had simply been unable to resist jumping into her dreams as she slept. He hadn’t planned on things going as far as they did. He never dreamed she would allow it to go that far without waking up. But it had, and he had been able to give her one hell of a wet dream! Now, he watched her lithe little body continue to shudder slightly, as she curled up tight against him, slipping back under a deeper sleep. Feelings of peace and contentment filled him, and he stretched out to rest a little until she woke up.
Erica woke up with her back pressed up against a hard body. Caught unaware, she started to hit the panic button before her nose registered his scent. It was her Kevin, but how? Was she dreaming? Kevin was still in Brazil, wasn’t he? She reached over and pinched herself. Yep, she felt that, so she wasn’t dreaming. Glancing up, she looked directly up into his dark eyes.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” he half growled. Erica blinked twice before it finally registered that Kevin was indeed next to her.
“Kevin, you’re home!” she exclaimed as she flipped over in bed and threw herself up against him. In her sudden move, she caught him unaware, causing him to fall backwards on the bed, bringing her down on top of his stomach as he
went. Excitedly, she quickly leaned down to kiss him. Her lips locked with his, and he found himself allowing her to take the lead. As he kissed her back, he moved his arms up behind his head, in order to allow her this time. After a moment, she broke off to catch her breath, but kept her lips on him. She veered off from his lips only to place tiny kisses across his cheek, moving around to the side of his neck. There, she nibbled his earlobe, causing him to almost shoot his load right then and there. It was so good to see her coming out of her shell! All he could do was lay there and enjoy watching her as she continued raining kisses down his neck. She reached the lower part of his neck, right before his shoulder, and suddenly, he felt tiny teeth.
Feeling his dick getting harder and his own incisors lengthening, Kevin quickly turned over and placed her under him. Not wanting to scare her with his elongated incisors, he quickly tucked her head under his chin. He just needed a minute or two to calm down so his fangs would retract. Unfortunately, Erica wasn’t about to let his move deter her.
She started kissing his chest, anywhere her mouth could reach. When she inched downward slightly, Kevin made no move to stop her, as he was concentrating on getting himself under control.
When he felt her little sharp teeth nipping at his nipple, he sucked in a deep breath, willing his body to cooperate. It was a lost cause, the beast inside him had been put on hold long enough, and now demanded to be let out to play.
In a strangled voice, he croaked, “Erica, baby, slow down just a little. God, I knew if you ever came out of your protective shell you would be a hot little thing!” He moved so he could tuck her head tightly against his neck, allowing him the time he desperately needed to regain control. She held perfectly still for a moment, and then asked in a shaky voice, “Was I doing something wrong? Were you not enjoying it?”
Making sure he kept her face pressed up to the side of his neck, he was quick to assure her. “You did nothing wrong, baby. I was enjoying it too much. I just want to take things slow. I don’t want there to be any chance of scaring you.”
He heard her sigh deeply. “You are such a gentleman, Kevin. Thank you, but there’s no need to worry.” She paused and took a deep breath. “I’m ready to be yours, Kevin, if you still want me.”
Well hell, he thought, he almost had those pesky fangs receded. He continued to hold her for a long minute, before whispering, “Are you sure, baby?”
“Yes, Kevin, I’m sure. You have been the most patient man I have ever known, but I think I am ready to give myself to you. You do still want me, don’t you?” she asked as insecurity rushed to the forefront.
“Oh, baby, you don’t know how long I have waited to hear those words! Of course I want you! I’ll take whatever you can give me, baby. I love you!” Thankfully, his fangs receded and he felt confident in leaning down and giving her a kiss.
Smiling down at her gently, he couldn’t help but tease her a bit. “And here I thought I told you to be ready to leave, and I come home to find a sleeping beauty.”
Remembering that she had indeed promised him she would be ready to leave as soon as he returned, she reached up to cover a gasp that escaped her throat. “Oh gosh, I’m sorry, I forgot! I can be up, dressed, and ready to go in just a couple of minutes.”
She attempted to sit up, with the intention of getting out of bed, but Kevin’s arms tightened around her, effectively stopping any attempt by her. “If you try to move an inch away from me in the next few hours, I’m afraid I’m going to have to stop you,” he whispered seductively. “I’ve been away from you for too long, I need to feel your body up against mine.” He grinned down at her and raised an eyebrow. “And I would love to feel your body wrapped around mine also, if you’re ready.”
As his lips came crushing back down on hers, it was with a hunger that simply refused to be quenched. Kevin gently reclined her back down on the bed, his body hovering over hers, lips still locked. As he broke off to gaze into her eyes, he whispered seductively, “I missed you so much, baby.”
She tried to tell him she had missed him also, but his lips were consuming hers once again, making it impossible to speak. She gave up trying to reply and simply tried to convey how much she had missed him in the kiss she gave him.
Kevin grinned as he slowly stretched out next to her, allowing his hands to roam over her body while his mouth continued to devour hers. When his fingers brushed over her breast, the nipple perked up immediately for attention. Kevin broke off his kiss.
“God, Erica, you have no idea how much I have missed you. Let me show you how much I missed you, baby. I want to kiss and caress every inch of you. I want to taste you, I want to love you.” His words came out as a tortured whisper, his voice unrecognizable even to him. He knew his eyes were lustful, and he hoped she could see the love there also.
When Erica opened her mouth to respond, he quickly put a finger to her lips to halt her, fearful she would deny him. He was ready to beg and plead if necessary. “You have nothing to fear, my sweet. Please, I promise you, I won’t hurt you. We can stop whenever you want.” It pained him to think that the past few months of him being patient could all go up in smoke in a matter of minutes. He gave her no time to respond, choosing to simply remove his finger from her lips and replace it with a long, drugging, sensual kiss.
By the time he finished kissing her and lightly circling her nipples with his fingers, she was ready to agree to anything. Her body was humming with anticipation, and she couldn’t help but remember the wonderful dream she’d had a few hours prior and the pleasure that had seemed to pour out of her from every pore. If making love to Kevin in real life was anything like her dream, then she was more than ready. A small portion of her brain argued that nothing in real life could ever be that good, but for once she chose not to listen and allow her body to take over.
Glancing up, she realized Kevin was waiting for a response from her. Suddenly shy, her tongue seemed stuck to the roof of her mouth. Biting her lower lip, she gave a small nod with her head, sucked in a deep breath and wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck. She said a quick silent prayer that she wasn’t making a mistake. Her dream had been wonderful, and honestly, Kevin was the only man that had ever showed her that sex didn’t have to be painful. He had been patient, kind, gentle, and loving for months. Her pussy quickly reminded her that it was ready for a repeat performance as she felt liquid heat travel to her center and pool between her thighs.
While she was busy with her musings, Kevin was busy unbuttoning her pajama top. He swept the two sides away, baring her breasts for his view and pleasure. He made certain his touch remained light, even though his eyes were glued to the globes. “So beautiful,” he murmured as he brought his head down to lightly skate his tongue across one of the nipples. He wrapped his lips around it, making love to her nipples as he suckled and nipped lightly, and then quickly followed up with his tongue soothing over the swollen tip.
Erica watched in fascination the attention being giving to her breast. Shawn had never bothered with any of this, simply preferring to enter her immediately whether she was ready or not. She hadn’t known any of this petting, caressing, or kissing before Kevin. She had never had the opportunity to learn how to love a male either. She had been relying strictly on instinct earlier when she was nipping at his earlobe and chest, happy to see that he seemed to enjoy it.
A moment later his mouth released the nipple he had in his mouth, only to move over to the other. His fingers came up to caress the still enflamed and wet breast, as his mouth worked over the other. The moisture continued to build on lower, until Erica felt her juices running down her inner thighs. Her hands became restless, wanting, no needing to touch a part of him. She quickly settled for intertwining her fingers through his hair, marveling at the softness as she ran her fingers through the thick strands, while holding him to her breasts.
Sensing she was ready for more, Kevin allowed his fingers to start moving downward to lightly stroke over her stomach. He broke contact with her breast and looke
d up into eyes. “You doing okay, baby?” he whispered, letting her know he was holding to his promise, to assure her she was in charge. She only had to say the word and he would stop immediately, or at least he kept telling himself. Truth be known, if she had told him to stop at that moment, Kevin felt sure he would die. His erection was pressed so tight against his jeans that it was downright painful, but he would never be the animal her ex-husband was. Above all else, he wanted her to learn the beauty of making love.
Erica had closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations running through her body. It took her a moment to realize that Kevin had stopped, and was gazing at her as he waited for her response to his inquiry. It took another few seconds for her brain to remember what that question had been. Once her brain began to function again, she realized the importance of what he had asked. He was assuring her she was safe, that she had nothing to fear. He wanted her to know he had no intention of doing anything that would frighten or hurt her. Her love for him grew to an all-consuming point. This was her Kevin. This was her protector, her friend, her lover. And what a lover he was turning out to be!
Gazing into the depths of his deep, dark eyes, she replied in a tone much deeper than usual. “I’m good…just…don’t you dare stop!” She pulled his head back down to her, as if to emphasize her response.
He chuckled as his lips landed on her ribcage, and he kissed and caressed as he made short work of removing her lounging pants she had worn to sleep in. With an uninterrupted path, he started a feather-light stroke down her stomach and on down the outside of one leg. When he reached her knee, he brought his hand around to the inside of her knee and started an upward trek. While light, feathery strokes skated across Erica’s skin, his mouth was busy kissing and nibbling her stomach and lower abdomen. By the time his hand reached the inside of her upper thigh, her legs opened of their own accord, her pussy aching and openly weeping for his touch.
