Kevin had made his way to the back when Becky was going out to put the first pot of water on the grill and he stopped to watch her. He’d never really ‘looked’ at her until now and he suddenly realized what he’d missed. The way her cropped hair stopped to show off her delicate neck, the gentle curve of her butt as it met the top of her legs, the creamy white skin...they were all turn-ons and he wanted to learn more about it all, find those ‘spots’ that would driver her crazy.
Becky was so completely opposite of her younger sister in every way, so much so, Kevin had been floored when Howie had introduced her as Nikki’s sister. He found his mind drifting to the very first time he’d met her three years ago. Howie had flown both girls to New York to celebrate Nikki’s twenty-first birthday which had included taking in ‘Chicago’, the Broadway show he’d starred in. Afterwards, they’d all gone out for a late dinner before Nikki begged Howie to take her on a carriage ride through Central Park. That had left Kevin and Becky alone and it had started out a disaster. Becky had started talking to him about music, the Backstreet Boys’ music, and he’d thought she was just another fan until she revealed that she herself was an accomplished musician. For the next three years, they’d dated occasionally, mostly when Becky had been visiting Nikki, nothing serious but Kevin had made up his mind. He was going to change that with this visit. Ever since the performance for the family and friends before kicking off the ‘Never Gone’ tour, Kevin hadn’t been able to get Becky out of his mind and when Howie had said he was going with Nikki to check on her, he’d jumped at the chance to see Becky.
Not wanting her to catch him staring, Kevin turned back to what he was doing.
Becky had seen Kevin when she came out onto the deck and she’d felt his eyes on her the whole time which only served to fluster her even more.
“Damnit!”
Looking up, Kevin saw that she was trying to start the grill. “Need help?”
“Probably,” answered Becky giving up.
Kevin leaned the shutter against the house and went up to see what the problem was. Twisting the knob on the tank, Kevin tried to start the grill and when he didn’t have any luck, he knelt down to look at the tank closer. “The gauge reads ‘empty’.”
“That’s impossible. I just bought a brand new tank last week.” Kevin fiddled with the lines and as Becky watched, his arms flexed bringing the images Nikki had planted to mind. “Brat!” she mumbled as she shifted uncomfortably.
“You
say something?”
“No.”
“Got a wrench? The fitting is loose.”
“Hang on!” and she rushed inside returning only seconds later with the requested tool.
“There! Now try it,” instructed Kevin as he stood up.
Becky turned on the gas and then pushed the ‘ignite’ button. A second later, they both felt the heat and Kevin moved the pot of water so that it could be heating.
“Thank you.”
“No problem. That’s why I came down…to help out. So, who’s the brat?”
“I thought you didn’t hear me,” blushed Becky.
Kevin laughed, “Sorry. I assume you were talking about Nikki.”
“Yeah.”
“She’s not even here. What has she done to be called a brat?”
“Uh…just something she said earlier.”
“About me?” prodded Kevin stepping closer.
Dear god, the sexual tension was becoming thicker than the air!
With a defeated groan, Becky conceded, “Yes, about you.”
Kevin moved even closer, close enough now for Becky to feel the heat radiating from his body. In his low, sexy bedroom voice, he said, “Tell me what she said…maybe I can help.”
Oh dear god! She thought she’d been embarrassed earlier. That was NOTHING compared to this. “She…umm…she just painted a visual…of you…your arms….flexing,” she stammered as he trailed a finger down her arm.
Taking her hand in his, he said, “And I flexed my arms. Do you want to see my arms flexing as I make love to you?”
There was no need to deny it. Kevin knew exactly what was going on and if he didn’t, he could certainly see her reaction. Her nipples were now hard pebbles that could be seen through her shirt and her breathing was erratic. “Yes,” she whimpered and in one swift, powerful motion, he scooped her up and headed inside.
