Stephanie woke the next morning to the cozy feel of a warmth surrounding her. She sighed and moved closer to the heat, not bothering to open her eyes, just inhaling the musk scent of maleness. She laid there silently for a few more peaceful moments before realizing she was still in her bra and panties. The memory of the previous night's events flooded her mind, causing her to cautiously open her eyes.
She released a gasp when she met Kevin's still sleeping face above hers. She gazed around the hotel room, confused why Kevin was asleep in her bed. She spotted two sleeping blondes in the bed next to hers and cringed slightly. Careful not to wake Kevin, Stephanie gently moved his arm from her waist and his leg from over hers, silently getting up from the bed. Stepping over the discarded clothing on the floor, she headed straight for the bathroom. She frowned unhappily at her reflection, disgusted at the sight of black writing covering her skin. She decided a shower would be the best remedy, closing the bathroom door and starting the hot water.
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Kevin woke to a slight chill cover him. The familiar tickling sensation of soft black hair was no longer resting against his neck and he couldn't feel the soft body he had had wrapped in his arms the night before. He opened his eyes immediately, sat up in the bed, and gazed around the room for Stephanie.
Theresa and Nick were still asleep in the next bed, both buried somewhere in the blankets. He frowned and looked for any sign that she left. He sighed in relief when he heard the shower come on, falling back onto the bed. He silently wished he had awakened before she had gotten up, he would have kept her in his arms a little longer.
Kevin perched himself at the foot of the bed, waiting patiently for Stephanie come out of the bathroom. He sensed movement from the other bed and watched as a blond head lazily uncovered itself to the morning.
"Morning Theresa, long night?" He murmured, his gaze fixated on the bathroom door. Her reply was a slight groan and she rolled out of the bed, keeping the sheet tightly wound around her body. She noticed Kevin's steady stare at the bathroom door, but didn't question him, she was in no mood to argue or defend anyone this morning.
The shower finally ceased, and the door opened slowly, releasing a fine mist into the room. Stephanie exited with one of the soft terrycloth hotel robes on, and a towel wrapped around her hair. She found Kevin staring charmingly, making her wonder just what he had done while she had been sleeping the night before.
"Morning Steph…" Theresa yawned a greeting and tiredly buried herself back under the blankets after seeing the clock on the far wall. Kevin ignored her while Stephanie threw a confused look at the now hiding blond. She shook her head and walked towards her suitcase, passing Kevin to find some clothes. He said nothing to her, until she was kneeling before her suitcase, beside him.
"How are you feeling this morning?" His voice came out smooth and calm, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Stephanie didn't know whether to jerk away or answer the question. He had managed to confuse the holy living out of her as it was. She looked up towards him and shrugged.
"About as well as expected I suppose, after a night of hell…" She sighed, half wishing the shrug would have removed his hand, but it hadn't. He was suddenly kneeling behind her, his strong hands massaging her shoulders to relax her. One hand pulled the towel from her hair, releasing the mane of damp black locks. He struggled not to bury his face in the sweet scent of her hair. He felt the muscles of her back relax under the terrycloth of the robe beneath his hands, making him want to feel her bared skin. When a soft sigh escaped her lips, his mouth moved to her neck, placing a feathery kiss against her skin.
Without a thought, Stephanie leaned back against him, her body relaxing completely in his touch. As much as her mind screamed for her to get away from him before it was too late, her body had no intention of obeying an order of the sort. It wanted more, more of his hands, more of his lips. As if he could read her thoughts, Kevin's lips moved across her skin, up and down her neck and along her jaw. His hands continued to massage her back, traveling down further to knead her lower back.
Kevin felt her surrendering to his touch, surprised when she turned to meet his lips. He obliged fervently, indulging in her sweet mouth. She was giving in yet making him yield to her as well. Her kiss held him as much a prisoner as his did to her. One of her arms wrapped casually around his neck deepening the kiss, increasing its surreal intensity. He shivered when her fingers tangled in the hair at the base of his neck, knowing she felt his body quake. His mind yelled for him to escape her mouth before he started to feel more than he should, but like her, his body had plans of its own. He moved closer and drew her more firmly to him.
Stephanie managed to turn her body to face him without interrupting the kiss in the slightest, her robe moving to reveal a peek of her thigh. She moaned against his mouth when Kevin's hands wrapped around her waist, trapping her against him. When his tongue brushed her bottom lip to persuade her mouth to open, she obliged immediately.
Kevin's mind was content with the kiss, though his hands were seeking an entrance to her robe, hoping to further the intimacy. Before his hands got to the knot at her hip, someone interrupted.
"Kevin, get your hands off of her!" Theresa sounded further away to Stephanie, causing her to pull away from the passionate lips she had been locked to. Kevin didn't move, keeping his hands at her hips and his eyes holding her chestnut ones.
"Get lost, Theresa!" He muttered, noticing Stephanie begin to pull away and sighed. He stared at her as she moved completely out of his grasp, quickly tugging her robe tighter. She brushed her hair back and sat on the bed, avoiding eye contact with him. 'Great, just great!' He frowned, yet oddly enough relieved someone had stopped the kiss between them.
"Kevin, I suggest you and Nick get out of here." Theresa stated firmly, shoving Nick carelessly onto the floor. His bare ass rolled to the floor, causing him to groan.
"Shit, what was that for?" He whined, pulling a blanket down across his lap. Kevin glared at the blond woman still sitting on the bed, wrapped in a sheet with little coverage or protection.
"Come on Nick, let's get out of here so these ladies can dress. But tonight after rehearsals we're all going out clubbing. Everyone. So be ready by 8:30, 'cause we're heading out at nine." Kevin explained, tossing Nick his discarded tank top and shorts. He glanced over at Stephanie as she remained on the bed, still as stone. "That means you Sweet Ass, you're going clubbing too so be ready when we come to get you."
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Stephanie ran her fingers down the cyber blue-purple satin that covered her body. She felt very self-conscious in such a revealing dress. She quickly tugged on a black sweater to cover her bare shoulders and the low dip in the front showing plenty more cleavage than she liked. She walked back out of the bathroom after curling her hair to perfection to find Theresa tying back her sparkly white halter-top.
"Hey Steph, hand me those white heels would ya?" She muttered, flexing her legs in the tight black leather pants, studded with rhinestones down both legs. Stephanie passed her the white 5-inch heels, gazing at the clock on the wall.
"It's almost 8:45…" She started, interrupted by a loud knock on the door. She stared at the door passively as Theresa rose and answered it. As expected, Kevin and the rest of the guys were waiting on the other side of the door.
"Let's go ladies…" Nick commanded in a low voice. Stephanie stood from the bed and followed Theresa out of the room into the hallway. Before she could walk two feet, Kevin grabbed her by the elbow to stop her. He looked at her outfit and frowned.
"This has got to go…" He murmured, unbuttoning her black sweater, slowly unveiling the cleavage of her dress. He carefully slipped it down her shoulders and off her small hands. "There, much better."
Stephanie shuddered involuntarily and continued to the elevator, keeping close to Theresa and Aj. Kevin stepped into the elevator as well and stood behind her, leaning against the wall, his green eyes gazing down at the slight outline of Stephanie's rear-end. There was minimal conversation in the elevator, mostly chatter between a few of the guys and the five dancers that had managed to crowd into the elevator. When the doors opened to the lobby, everyone stepped out and waited.
"Alright, gentlemen, it's time to pick a date…" Kevin stated, watching his cousin wrap an arm around both Raquel and Monica's waists. Aj automatically grabbed Theresa's hand, but Amy grabbed his other hand. Howie hung an arm over Tonya's shoulders and whispered something to her. Kevin noticed Nick headed where he wanted to be and followed. They both managed to reach Stephanie at the same time.
"Aw, Kev, come on man. Just one fucking night!" Nick frowned, linking his arm with Stephanie's. Kevin shook his head and gazed down at the brunette woman.
"Nick, I believe there is enough of her to share." Kevin linked her other arm and began leading towards the limousine waiting outside.
"What about me?" Christina nearly shouted, drawing the attention of the others in the lobby.
"Well, I guess it's singles' night for you." Theresa smirked evilly and followed Aj outside, wondering why Amy had chosen to grab her man as well. Nick and Kevin both chuckled a little under their breath when Christina huffed and stomped out to the limo. They continued to lead Stephanie out to the limousine, helping her into the shiny black car.
Stephanie sat squished between Nick and Kevin's hard bodies, across from Aj, Theresa, Amy, Brian and his dates. She felt very uncomfortable being so close to Kevin after the morning's events. He had managed to confuse her, making her mad at herself for giving into his touch, and kiss. Nick's arm was lazily resting across her shoulders, while Kevin's sneaky hand rested on her satin covered thigh.
"So what club are we headed to tonight?" Amy asked, attempting to start a conversation with Aj. He gazed over at her and shrugged, before returning his attention to Theresa. She sent a sideways glare to Theresa and crossed her arms in a childish pout.
The limousine halted about twenty minutes later, allowing them to step out at the mouth of the neon lit nightclub. As each stepped out they gazed around to make sure no one took notice to them. Kevin and Nick quickly led Stephanie into the club, following Theresa, Aj, and Amy. The thumping of the bass burst against them as they opened the door. 'What's Your Fantasy?' by Ludacris was banging over the multitudes of sweaty couples on the dance floor.
"Oh, it's my song, I gotta go dance!" Theresa yelled, releasing Aj's arm and rushing out to the dance floor to grind amidst the group of guys. Aj watched with slight jealousy, but didn't go after her.
Nick felt Stephanie pull out of both his and Kevin's grasp and start to walk away, causing him to seize her arm to stop her.
"Where do you think you're going Sweet Ass?" He asked, feeling her fingers pry his hand off. She glared at him and stepped back.
"To get a stiff drink, ya mind!" She stated loudly over the music and stalked away, ignoring the curious stares from Kevin. She found an empty stool and sat down, waiting for the bartender to come over. Someone quickly stole the stool next to her, catching her attention immediately. Aj smiled and leaned in, speaking loudly over the pulsating music.
"What's your poison?"
"I haven't decided yet…" Stephanie yelled back, watching as he waved the barkeeper over.
"Drinks?" The man asked, glancing between the two.
"Yeah, two screaming orgasms." Aj grinned over at Stephanie was she started giggling. "Don't worry, you'll like it…"
Stephanie simply laughed and glanced out at the dance floor, noticing Theresa grinding with three different men, Nick freak dancing with Amy and Raquel, and Brian keeping Monica tightly in his grasp. Howie and Tonya were no where in sight, while Kevin and Christina seemed to be arguing about something, the tall red head, glaring her direction every so often. Her observations were interrupted by Aj's hand waving before her face.
"Huh?" Stephanie mumbled, glancing back at him. He pointed towards their drinks and handed her the small glass. She watched him as he gulped his down in one swallow. She brought the glass to her lips and quickly began to swallow the liquid, nearly choking on the strong elixir.
"It's a bit strong but very good, wouldn't you say?" He chuckled at her wrinkled nose. She nodded but swallowed the rest, feeling the fluid sink into her empty stomach.
"Shit that stuff is strong!" She shook her head to clear the slight alcoholic burn headed for her brain.
"Yep, it is. You wanna go dance?" He asked, pulling the glass from her hand.
"Sorry, I've got two left feet…" Stephanie was cut off by Kevin as he walked up and rested a heavy hand on her bare shoulder.
"Let's go dance Sweet Ass…" He demanded, grabbing her arm to pull her up.
"Sorry Kevin but I, um, already promised Aj a dance… You'll just have to wait your turn." She suddenly felt very bold, grasping Aj's hand quickly and dragging him away from Kevin. Once they got to the middle of the floor, 'Jupiter by Jewel filter through the club, leaving them facing one another as couples around them embraced and swayed to the rhythm.
"Ready to dance?" Aj held out his hands, pulling her to him when she placed her hands in his palms. He wrapped his arms around her small waist, enticed by the smooth fabric of her dress. Stephanie enclosed her arms around his shoulders, but kept her body from touching his.
"Actually I was just making a poor attempt at getting away from Kevin." She let a tiny smile curl at the corner of her mouth. "But I still can't dance…"
"Well, apparently it worked. But there is nothing to slow dancing, just getting close to someone and swaying to the beat of the song." Aj grinned down at her, pulling her closer.
"Why isn't Theresa dancing with you?"
"I guess she feels it necessary to see how jealous she can make me. She likes to be chased." He explained nonchalantly, as if it meant nothing to him.
"Well then why aren't you chasing her?" Stephanie almost insisted, getting a curious look from him.
"Why are you so worried about it?"
"Um, 'cause we…" Stephanie was suddenly jerked away by a pair of strong arms.