Kevin was leaning on the door, “What’s the matter?”
his eyes dancing roguishly.
“Nothing, this just isn’t right and you know it.”
“Oh sure it is, I told you we’d talk again,” as he
stepped forward, Bron jumped back. Every time he
would get closer, Bron would back up.
“I just wanna talk to you,” he grinned.
Bron was starting to get angry, “Fine do it from over
there.” She felt like she was being stalked for a
damn meal. He just wouldn’t back down no matter what.
“No!” Kevin charged towards her catching her by her
Bron shook out of her jacket leaving him standing
there holding it. Boy he’s fast she thought.
Dropping the jacket to the floor, he whined, “Why
are you making this so hard, you know you want to.”
Slowly he moved towards her.
She started to back up and bumped into the couch falling
sideways onto it.
He dove and landed on her, pressing the entire length
of his body on top of hers to hold her down. “Gotcha,”
She started to wrestle from underneath him. Damn
he’s a big guy, she screamed to herself.
Kevin was laughing. The little sparing match was
just fueling the fire, “Oh do that some more, if feels
“Shit!” she exclaimed, the panic evident in her voice
Looking at her, “I almost have you figured out thanks
Bron stared at him in shock, what the hell is he talking
about she wondered in her head.
“You already know me very well and now it’s my turn
to get to know you better.”
The words Oh lord he’s talking about the fic flashed
through her mind.
Kevin lowered his head to kiss her and she threw her
hands up in defense. “Nope, not an Option.” as he
grabbed her hands, pulled them above her head and
held them there with one hand. Lowering his head
again, he started to nuzzle her ear with his lips
and planted soft kisses down her neck. He used his
tongue to make a trail to her collarbone where he
stopped and sucked a little. She let out a soft moan
and he released her hands, which went immediately
to his hair. He smiled at her, he had found the spot.
His hands snuck up the front of her sweater and she
shivered. Pushing his hands further up he unfastened
her bra. I love those front ones, he mused to himself.
When his hand made contact with her nipple it hardened
instantly. Lowering his head further, he engulfed
the crested nub in mouth. She groaned and arched
her back for him to take more of her.
His mind was absorbing almost as much as his senses.
She tasted so sweet to him and smelled so good. He
had wondered about her since he had first had read
it. I want her so bad. I want to know what she is
like, is she really like that. Slowly he started
to rub her hip and headed for the button on her jeans.
Bron panicked, she blurted out, “Stop! I can’t.”
“Shhh, yes you can.” he whispered. To him she sounded
like a sixteen year old having second thoughts about
her first time being with a man.
“No I can’t Kevin, Please stop.”
“I’m sorry darlin,” as he reached for the button on
her jeans again. No way in hell am I stopping now,
he thought. You want me, I know you do.
“Please Kevin, please stop!” she pleaded. Bron was
crying on the inside, I told him to stop, he's not
“No!” was his angry response.
“Why?” she begged almost in tears, this was just to
close to what she had written.
“I asked you to stop and you didn’t! You and that
freakin fic of yours! Now I wanna know too.”
Bron’s hands flew down his body. I’ve got to stop
him, how can I stop him, she cried inside.
Kevin felt her hands search between his legs. She
just needed to understand that I wasn’t taking no
for an answer he thought to himself. Bron’s hand
brushed against his erection tightly bound in his
pants, causing him to shudder and smile at her. All
of sudden he felt pain on the inside of his thigh.
He howled out from the intensity of it, "Damn!" and
jumped up. Bron was off the couch and out the door
before he knew what happened, straightening her clothes
on the way.
“Son of bitch, she pinched me, Oh God that hurts!”
talking to himself out loud. “She fights like a damn
girl. Oww.” It took him a minute to try to steady
his stance. He took a hesitant step, “I’m gonna kill
her,” he snarled.
As Kevin limped back down the hall, he saw her standing
at the door with Stevie, Bounce, A.J. and Mary. Once
he got to his destination he leaned on the doorframe
trying to huff off the pain. A.J. looked at him and
started to smirk, he knew something had happened.
There was pain written all over that man's face.
“You ready?” Stevie asked Bron. “Oh I forgot my
coat in the billiard room would you get it for me?”
she asked him. Stevie rolled his eyes and headed
down the hall.
Bron turned to Kevin and smiled sweetly, “You might
want to get some ice for that.” A.J. doubled over
with laughter and Mary’s hand flew to her mouth.
His hand shot out and grabbed her neck, “You’ll pay
for this one,” he said in a low angry voice. Quickly
he dropped his hand before Stevie came back.
“Let’s go,” Stevie announced helping Bron on with
her jacket as they walked away.
“We’ll meet in the bar at the hotel in an hour,” Mary
called to them as she watched them go out the door.
Mary turned to Kevin, “What did you do to her?”
“Nothing, dammit!” he shot out at her.
A.J. looked at Mary, “Looks like
you should be asking what she did to him.” Kevin
shot him an angry glare.
“What did she do to you Kev?” she giggled.
“Little witch pinched me!” he hissed.
Mary snickered, “Do you need some ice?”
He grunted and stumbled to the couch. Mary brought
him and ice pack for his leg. Every one was glancing
at him and laughing softly.
That brown eyed witch needs her ass whipped, he said
to himself. Oh she is so gonna pay for this. I don’t
how, but I will get my chance.
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