When Emma and Kevin finally made it back to their room, it was late. Unfortunately, they couldn’t get out as quickly as they tried. Between everyone stopping them to say “hi” and everyone expressing their “condolences” over the death of Aunt Betty, it dragged the whole process out by an extra hour or so.
Once the door to their room was open, Kevin stepped back to let Emma through. “We’ll see you in the morning Carlos.”
“Sure thing Kevin.”
Once they were in the room, Kevin closed the door behind him and grabbed Emma by the arm. He pulled her closer to him and backed her up against the door. His voice was raspy and hoarse and the sound of it alone caused her to shudder. It was downright sexy. “You don’t know how long I’ve been dying just to kiss you.”
“Really?” she squeaked out.
“Really,” he replied while staring directly at her lips.
Emma couldn’t even manage a response to that one. She was speechless and anticipating the kiss he was dying to give. Once his tongue came out and he licked his lips, she was gone.
That tongue. Never once did she notice the size of that tongue until she’d seen that one picture of him stuffed in the old metal box. Now, she couldn’t get her mind off it.
The way Kevin was looking at her caused her heartbeat to rise. Her breathing became shallow when he moved closer. And when he stopped, she heard a small moan escape from somewhere deep within. It’d been a long time since they kissed.
Really kissed.
When his lips landed on hers, she moaned loudly and opened her mouth immediately to let him gain access. Hearing a slight moan come from him, her knees almost gave out. Not too worry, the weight of Kevin’s body pressing into hers wasn’t about to let her go anywhere.
Not until he was ready to let her go.
Slowly, his tongue ran along her lips and then dove into the depths of her mouth. Kevin’s mouth engulfed hers completely when his hands reached up to her head. His hand pushed her in closer as his other hand grasped her hair and tugged. She could feel the male hardness of him pressed firmly into her body as he grinded against her.
When he ended the kiss, Kevin tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth and Emma sighed. “Let me go change…I’ll be right back…don’t move.”
Don’t move? Emma watched him walk away and slowly pushed away from the door.
“I said don’t move,” he replied while never turning back.
“I want to go change too,” she meekly responded.
Kevin shrugged and continued making his way into the bedroom.
Grabbing her bag, which was still by the door, Emma made her way into the bathroom to change. She slipped into sweatpants, a tee shirt and slippers. Not very romantic, but at least it was comfortable.
Grabbing their schedule, she sat down on the couch while Kevin made his way into the bathroom. She took this opportunity to scope out their upcoming concerts and mentally prepare for her meeting with Lou. Looking over the itinerary, she noticed that the guys would be in Nashville, TN the day before the meeting. The day of the meeting was a day scheduled for traveling to their next destination…Pittsburgh, PA. This was exactly what she was hoping for…for Kevin to be too busy to wonder what she was up to.
“Hey, watcha looking at?” Kevin said while making his way to the couch. He stopped short and stood there staring at her.
She looked up and gasped. He was barely clothed and damn near perfect. “Oh my…ah, ah…your schedule.”
“See anything interesting?”
She smiled at him. “Are you referring to the schedule?”
Kevin shrugged.
“Oh, yeah…just noticing that you guys have the next three days off, that’s all.”
He took a seat beside her on the couch and looked at the schedule. “Yep, we’ll leave in the morning for Indiana. It should be nice, we can actually go out site-seeing or something once we’re there.”
Emma handed him the schedule. “Sounds good.” He was making her nervous for some reason. His closeness was making her nervous. And the silence that seemed to linger in the air made it even worse.
Kevin threw the schedule down on the floor. “Hey, so Carlos tells me that you bought a camcorder.”
She sighed. “He’s got a big mouth.”
“It’s not that he’s got a big mouth wife. It’s more like he’s got a whole in his wallet and wants his money back.”
“Oh that.”
Kevin reached out and pulled her against his chest. “So, gonna fill me in on why you needed a camcorder so desperately.”
Emma sat up quickly and turned around. At the moment, she wasn’t real impressed with Carlos. She asked him to keep quiet about the camcorder, didn’t she? Now what was she going to do? She wasn’t prepared to answer any questions about it…at least not yet. “I lost my credit card.”
“I heard.”
“Did you take it?”
“Why would I do that?” He grabbed her again and snaked his arms around her chest, pulling her in close.
She immediately sat back up and turned around. “Thought maybe you didn’t want me to spend any money.”
“Get real Emma.”
Emma raised her eyebrows. “I can get a job you know.”
Kevin pulled her back again. “Yes, you keep telling me that…but I don’t see you out pounding the pavement.”
She sat back up again. “Wait a minute here buster…when would I find the time to do that?”
He pulled her back again. “I’m only kidding.”
She sat back up again. “I’m not.”
Kevin pulled her back again and this time, he tightened his grip. “Stop trying to get away from me…you’re giving me a complex.”
Emma let out a little laugh. “You? A complex?”
“Yes, me.” He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, “You know, just because everyone else thinks I’m all that…doesn’t mean I don’t get insecure about myself once in a while.”
She wiggled out of his hold and sat back up. “Oh yeah,” Emma said while rolling her eyes into the back of her head. “I’ve heard it all now!”
He pulled her back and brushed her cheek with his fingertips. “Please stop pulling away from me.”
The sound of his voice made Emma realize that he was serious. He sounded serious. When she didn’t answer him, his hand slid down her side and landed on her thigh. Slowly, he maneuvered his hand around her thigh and back up her side. He settled in on her stomach, moving it sensually along the top of her sweatpants. “Easier access,” he mumbled when his hand slid underneath the waistband.
She moaned a little and rested her head against his chest. Slowly, his hand began going further down and stopped once he felt something big and bulky right where his hand wanted to be. “Please tell me that’s not a pad.”
He was pretty good…it was a pad. And a big, nighttime pad with wings at that. Emma laughed a little. “Okay…it’s not a pad.”
Kevin continued to venture down further while his hand traced the outline of the pad. “Liar.”
“I only said what you wanted me to say.”
His hand came back up and out of the sweatpants. Kevin’s lips slowly made their way to her ear. “It’s okay…we can still…”
Emma sat up straight. “Oh no we can’t.” She turned around and questioned him, “Can we?”
He smiled. “Sure we can…if you want.” Kevin pulled her head in and kissed her quickly. “We just need to put a towel underneath us so we don’t leave the maids something to talk about in the morning.”
Was he serious? She scrunched up her nose. “Ewww…”
Kevin chuckled quietly and scrunched up his nose in mock. “What’s so ewww about it?”
“Okay listen. This whole sex thing is pretty new to me and well, I don’t want to go getting all grossed out about it or anything just yet.” She paused momentarily and noticed the intent look on his face. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like that Richardson!” She playfully slapped his cheek. “How about if maybe we just fool around but don’t go all the way?”
“You are so damn cute,” Kevin said while taking his hand and cupping her chin. “But really Emma, it’s nothing to be grossed out about. If it doesn’t gross me out, then don’t worry about it.”
She shook her head. “I can’t do that.”
He immediately kissed her to shut her up. Running his tongue along her lips, he pried them open. “Okay, fooling around is good too.” Sucking on her upper lip caused Emma to groan. “Unless of course, I can persuade you.”
She opened her eyes and scrunched up her nose again.
“Okay, okay…” Using his hands, he reached beneath her shirt and unhooked her bra. “So, you never did tell me why you bought that camcorder anyway.” When she didn’t answer him, he continued to press on. “Did you want to video tape us?”
Emma sat back up. “Oh my God…are you serious?”
He nodded.
“Really?”
He nodded again.
Her mind immediately thought of Lou and the other videotape. “Do you really think that’s such a good idea…I mean, what if it got in the wrong hands?”
Kevin lifted her arms and pulled her shirt off. Slipping her bra off, he threw them to the floor. Taking his hand, he slowly traced the outline of her breast. His touch was enough to persuade her, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. “Okay,” he said while stopping just before his fingertips touched her erect nipple. “How about this then? We videotape ourselves and then we can watch it…if you want…then, we’ll erase the whole thing right after.”
Emma could barely think straight. His fingers were mere centimeters away from where she wanted them to be and it was driving her crazy. “What if we forget to erase it?”
“We won’t. I’ll rewind it immediately and then we’ll tape something over it right then and there.”
At that moment, his fingertips brushed lightly over her nipple and Emma arched her back and closed her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the pleasure. “Okay.”
“Cool,” Kevin said while removing his hand and jumping up off the couch. “Let me get it set up then.” He grabbed her bag and just like that he was gone. She heard him rummaging around in the bedroom and had to laugh. “Hey…you even got a tripod…good thinking.”
She walked into the bedroom and shook her head. His mind was definitely in the gutter…Emma didn’t buy this camcorder for anything of the sort…but, for now, she’ll let him think that. She didn’t want to explain that she really bought it for her meeting with Lou. Not yet, anyway.
Emma sat down on the bed and watched him set it all up. He didn’t even have to read the instructions…he knew exactly what he was doing. Maybe she should ask him to give her a quick overview of what he just did…or maybe not. He might get suspicious. “Kevin?”
“Hmmm?”
“Do you find older women attractive?”
Kevin peered from around the camcorder and cocked his head. “What?”
Oh man…here it goes again. Why can’t he hear her the first time she says something. “Do you find older women attractive?”
“What is with these questions of yours?” His eyes narrowed. “And where the hell are they coming from?”
Emma lowered her voice, “Why can’t you just answer the question?”
Shrugging, he went back to work on his project. “I don’t know…how old are you talking?”
“Oh…I don’t know…someone in their fifties say.”
Kevin's head whipped around again to look at her, croaking, “Fifties?”
She nodded.
“Not really,” he said while shaking his head. “Unless you count Raquel Welch and Farrah Fawcett in there.” He laughed to himself obviously; she didn’t have any idea who he was talking about. “Does this have anything to do with my fans?”
“Fans? No…why?”
“Well, some of my fans are on the older side..thought maybe that was why you were asking.”
Emma had to force the lump in her throat down. Taking a deep breath, she mumbled quietly, “Have you ever slept with one of your older fans?”
She noticed that Kevin immediately stopped what he was doing and dropped his arms down to his side. Raking a hand through his hair, he stepped out from behind the camcorder. “Why are you asking me this?”
She shrugged. She knew exactly why she was asking it, but she couldn’t come right out and tell him. “Just curious.”
He stood there for a few moments just staring at her. It looked like he was trying to decide how to answer her question or if he should answer it at all. Raising his eyebrows, he scratched his forehead. “Do you really want to know the answer to that question? Because if you do, I’ll tell you.”
“You don’t need to answer it,” she said while dropping her head. “You just did.”
Kevin cleared his throat but didn’t move. “Emma…unless you’ve lived the life of fame, it’s hard to understand. But, what I did in the beginning of my career…with fans…was a long time ago. A real long time ago.”
Emma looked up at him. His face looked genuine and she tried her best to smile. “I know, I’m sorry I brought it up.”
He shrugged and smiled back. “It’s okay…I don’t have anything to hide from you so don’t be afraid to ask.” Stepping back behind the camcorder, he fiddled for a few more moments. Once Kevin was satisfied that everything was okay, he told her to get directly in the middle of the bed. “Good, don’t move.” Lining it all up, he told her to lay down and move around.”
“Excuse me?”
“Just move your body up and down…I want to make sure I don’t miss anything.” He laughed when she started to hump the bed, making God-awful moaning sounds. “Easy does it there wife.”
Emma laughed. “Okay, am I done yet?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged while wiggling those thick eyebrows of his. “Why don’t you tell me?”
“Huh?”
Kevin shook his head, “Never mind.” Stopping the tape, he rewound it and played it back. The lighting was perfect; the angle was perfect…everything was perfect. “Okay, we’re good to go.”
Noticing the pitch of her voice when he replayed the tape, she covered her eyes. “Oh my God…do I really sound like that?”
Kevin laughed and pressed the record button. Jumping on the bed, he pulled her on top of him. “Yes, you really sound like that…”
“Oh God, I’m gonna try to be quieter then…”
He silenced her with a deep, passionate kiss. “Not if I can help it.”
