~ Chapter 31 ~
Denise stood there, arms crossed over her chest, eying her son. "I'm waiting, Alexander. What about Kevin?"
AJ cleared his throat. He could feel Kevin's stare burning a hole in the back of his head. Not knowing if he was doing the right thing, he said, "Kevin had a small drinking problem. He's just getting over it and he's been in withdrawal which makes him aggressive."
Denise stared at her son in silence before turning to the dark-haired man that she also considered a son. "Is this true, Kevin?"
Kevin nodded. He didn't know why AJ lied to his mother, but he was grateful.
Denise sat down next to Kevin, a pained expression across her face. "Finding this out disappoints me deeply, not too mention that I'm somewhat angry that all of you kept this from me." She gave her son a withered stare. "Kevin, hun, you know that you can come to me anytime, right? I may not be blood, but we're all a family. I think of you four boys as my other sons. What affects you affects me. What hurts you, hurts me."
Kevin's face contorted in shame and despair. He looked down at his hands, unable to stare into Denise's eyes and lie. "I'm sorry, Denise. I..I went through a hard time last year. We all did," he corrected himself as he caught Brian's look, "and I guess I was a fool to think alcohol would take away the stress and pain of it all."
Denise put her arms around him in a motherly gesture. AJ turned away, unable to stomach the lie he'd just told. "Kevin, I know last year was hard on you. On all of you. But alcohol isn't the answer. If you need to talk, you know where I am. I can imagine withdrawal must be hard on you. But at least you've stopped."
"Yea," Kevin mumbled. "It'll be ok. I'm strong. I'll be back to my old self in no time."
Denise smiled and hugged him. "I'm glad. Remember what I said. I'm here for you." She turned to the others. "For all of you." Giving Kevin a kiss on the cheek, she stood up and walked over to her son. "Watch your friend, AJ," she whispered.
AJ nodded, trying not to notice his mother's intense stare. She cupped a hand under his chin as he tried to move away. "AJ, I never knew you to lie to me. You better have a damn good reason. When you decide to talk, you know where to find me." Her voice had a final edge to it.
AJ swallowed the lump in his throat. He waited until Denise had shut the door before turning to Kevin. "You owe me big time, Richardson. I just temporarily saved your butt."
Kevin drew his shoulders back. "I didn't ask you to!"
"Why'd you do it, AJ?" Howie asked.
"Certainly not for Kevin. I did it for the four of us. The ones who actually care about this group and the rest of this tour. I don't want what we worked damn hard for since 1993 shot down because Kevin can't keep his nose out of the sugar."
"Good thinking," Brian said.
"Thanks, I think," Kevin muttered. "It's nice to know you care about the group and not me."
"I do care..." AJ started, but Kevin cut him off.
"Save it! I don't need to listen to your lies." He walked to the door. "I'm gonna look for some action before the show. Maybe that'll perk me up." He left the others staring after him.
"Who is it?" Loreto hollered, hurrying out of the bathroom.
"Kevin."
'Shit! What's he doing here?' She tied the bathrobe tightly around her waist and ran a hand through her wet hair before opening the door.
"Hi babe." Kevin stood there, bottle of chamapagne and two champagne glasses in hand, and a rose in his teeth.
"Hi..." Loreto greeted uncertainly. "You must have the wrong room. The sluts are down the hall."
"Nope." Kevin ignored her barb and swung past her, putting the bottle and glasses down on the nightable. He took the rose out of his mouth and handed it to her with a smile. "For you." He eyed her up and down. He wondered if she was wearing anything under that robe.
Loreto blushed under his heated gaze. Accepting the rose, she said, "Thanks. So what is all this for, Kev? An apology for treating me like shit?"
Kevin removed the his long white overcoat revealing a white muscle shirt with tight white jeans. The white accentuated the dark tan he'd acquired in the past two months. Trying not to drool, Loreto almost came on the spot. He sat down on her bed, gazing up at her. His limpid green eyes bore into hers. She felt herself melting. Drowning in a pool of lust. "What did you ask me?" he asked innocently, knowing the effect he was having on her.
"Uh...I...oh...who the f**k cares!" she growled and again she took leave of her senses and gave in to impulse. How she got there, she doesn't know, but in the space of 10 seconds she was sitting on Kevin's lap, her lips planted firmly on his. Who cares if this man who almost put her life in danger, yelled at her, and was basically rude to her since day one. Here she was, alone with the man she'd been dreaming about for two years. Thinking was for tomorrow, actions were for tonight.
Kevin's arms tightened around her. Her tongue snaked out to pry his lips open. He gave in to her willingly, loving the way she took total control.
Loreto felt thrown into another galaxy as her tongue connected with Kevin's. She rolled around in his mouth, exploring and tasting that little piece of paradise. Kevin sighed, wondering why he never noticed her until the 4th of July. And why he waited so long to make a move. This is what he needed to get through the pain. Someone sweet, soft, innocent. Someone like Loreto.
"Lay down for me sweetckaes," she ordered, needing him desperately.
Before obeying her, he unfastened his belt and pulled his pants off. His broad back tensed, his muscles rippling. She edged closer and pulled his muscle up and off him. She touched his scar and the sheer need to swathe his body with hers enveloped her. He lay down, tensed, as she hovered above him, sweeping her palms over the ridges of his shoulders, skimming the muscles of his upper arms.
Kevin sat up suddenly, grabbing her by the waist tightly with one hand, while the other undid her robe and pushed it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He let her go just enough to get his boxers off. Then he locked her to him with one arm while cupping her bottom with the other. When she was sitting on him, he prowled her curves. Taking his time, he lifted one perky breast to his mouth, licked the area around the center, and whispered sensually against her hot, damp skin, "I'm all yours. Now what are you going to do with me?"
Fighting to think, to stop the coils of desire pooling in the core of her body, she clung to his shoulders with all her might. She couldn't answer. She just stared into his eyes, willing him to leave her pleasured and senseless.
Knowing she was ready, Kevin said, "This?" Lifting her hips slightly, and easing into her. "Or this?" Then she was filled, heating and pulsing around him.
He lay down as she rode him. Thrusting onto him like a hunger that needed to be fed or would die. Going faster, deeper. Kevin forgot where he was. Screaming, moaning and thrashing about, he was in ecstasy. It was all about this. Here and now. And this unbelievable woman who was making him feel something he hadn't felt since... He refused to think about her. Concentrating on the beautiful girl on him, he ran his palms over her breasts, loving the way they hardened under his touch.
"Oh God, Kev, are you ready? I'm gonna cum.." she panted, sweat pouring off her body, making it shimmer.
"Just a bit more baby...yea. Oh Loreto...f**k me harder..."
A few more deep thrusts and he exploded inside her, hot and fast.
Moments later, Loreto lay draped over his body, panting.
"That was awesome," he complimented sincerely. Wondering what the butterflies flitting around in his stomach were all about.
"You're all man, Kev." Loreto mumbled. "All man..." He heard her labored breathing as she drifted off to sleep.
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