the window of the cab, admiring the lights of the city. "So, is this gem show open to the public?"
"It is, yes. However, I can get you a VIP pass for the entire show. That way, you can enter before the masses and get the best stuff before they do. If you're interested in buying, that is."
"That's nice of you to do that for me, Kevin. I'll take you up on that."
"And what about dinner while you're here too?"
"Absolutely," I say, purposely brushing his arm.
"Really?" His voice is husky as he looks into my eyes. His hand gently rests on my bare thigh. He has no idea I'm his twelfth man right now, cheering him on.
"Really," I murmur, just before my lips touch his cheek. I love the roughness of the stubble on his face. My lips find his and we linger, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. His hand eases up the inside of my thigh as we kiss each other harder.
"Mmm," he whispers. Our lips make a quiet smacking sound as he pulls away briefly. "I've wanted to do that since I saw you."
"Well, why are you stopping?"
Kevin goes in for more, passionately tonguing my mouth as my hands caress his back. Unfortunately, our cab ride is too short. The cab comes to a stop in front of the hotel and now that my attention isn't focused on Kevin, I see the irritated cabbie's eyes glaring at me in the rearview mirror.
"Ten fifty," he says curtly.
Kevin pulls a twenty out of his wallet and hands it to him. "Keep the change," he says as he ushers me out of the cab.
We walk into the lobby and head toward the elevators. As soon as the doors close, Kevin lunges at me, his tongue no less skilled now that he's standing on a moving elevator.
"Wait," he says, turning toward the buttons.
"What are you doing?" I laugh as he pushes the "HOLD" button, causing the elevator to rumble, then slow to a stop in between the third and fourth floors.
"A little mischief never hurt anyone."
Kevin's tongue finds mine again while his free hand caresses my nipple through my dress. Briefly, my mind wanders as I start to wish I'd worn something with buttons, but I turn my attention back to Kevin's mouth nibbling my neck. I gasp as his fingers find my wetness, deftly pushing my panties aside.
" Mmmm," Kevin mutters between nibbles.
He fingers me, running his thumb over my inner lips. Instinctively, I spread my thighs. My skin feels like it's on fire as he begins to slide his fingers in and out. Kevin lifts one of my legs, taking more access for himself. I moan with pleasure, resting my head against the wall. To my surprise, Kevin grabs at my lacy panties and rips them off. My eyes pop open and he's smiling. I relax, grateful to know I'm not in the hands of some crazed rapist. I smile inside at my own ridiculousness.
"Yes, baby," I encourage him, threading my fingers through his hair before gently pulling it.
Still holding my leg squarely against the wall, Kevin's free hand slides my dress up to my waist as he kneels between my legs. His tongue teases me, lapping at my milk. I run my fingers through his hair as he flicks his tongue back and forth. Faster, he works me into a frenzy, letting my leg go free as he grabs both cheeks in his hands.
Kevin doesn't like to waste time, which is fine with me. He takes me into his mouth, his head bobbing in between my now glistening thighs, working faster, more intensely until I come hard. His face rides my orgasm until I stop, licking every bit of it from between my legs . Slowly, he kisses his way up my midsection, finally rising and letting my dress fall around my nakedness.
"That was good." The hoarseness of my voice surprises me.
Kevin releases the elevator and it finally rises to the fifth floor. I'm shocked when he turns toward me and gently kisses my cheek.
"Good night," he says, smiling.
"Good night?" I mean it as reciprocation, but it ends up more like a question. Yes, that's what he means. My mouth is slightly open as Kevin turns and walks out of the elevator. Resting my hand on one of its