Kevan led Hadlee through the club and out the VIP door. The bouncer called to have the SUV brought around for Kevan. The bouncer asked Kevan if he needed the car delivered or if he intended to drive. Kevan assured him he was fine to drive. He had spent way more time watching Hadlee bouncing and swaying her hips than he had drinking. She and Brad had moved all over the dance floor. Hadlee was swaying on her feet and singing whatever was thumping out of the club. She snuggled into Kevan's waist. Hadlee latched her hands on to his belt. Kevan looked down at her and asked if she was okay. He laughed when she said she was great.

"Hadlee Belle?" he asked

"Damn Caroline! That's my middle name. Everyone in the hills likes to scream it at me when they are happy, mad, or just tryin' to get my attention." replied Hadlee. Kevan noticed that her accent was more pronounced. "Mr. Miller, what is your middle name?"

"Michael" said Kevan. Hadlee was digging in her purse. She finally came out with her phone. She was squinching her eyes trying to read the screen. Kevan was trying hard not to laugh.

"Michael" said Hadlee. Kevan was smiling at the long i sound in Michael. Yep, the accent was full on southern at this point. He heard Hadlee swear softly while looking at her telephone. The car was pulled up in front of the VIP door. Kevan helped Hadlee to the SUV and lifted her into the front seat. He buckled her in. "I'm not that drunk, Kevan."

"I know, babe. Just taking care of my girl." he replied. He dropped a kiss on her mouth before tipping the valet and sliding into his seat. "Where to Hadlee Belle?"

She looked up from her phone and said "Depends?"

"Depends on what?" he asked

"On how you feel about me sleeping with Jesse Blacker!"

"What the hell Hadlee?" he exclaimed

When he got to the first red light she showed him the photo on her phone screen. It was Jesse Blacker passed out in a bed. Hadlee then explained Caroline, Seguin, and Blacker were at their apartment. Caroline and Sequin were getting acquainted and Caroline told Jesse to sleep in my bed.

"Well if it's my decision. You are sure as fuck are not crawling in bed with Blacker." growled Kevan

Hadlee reached across the console of the vehicle and put her hand on Kevan's leg. "I was teasing if you take me home I will crash on the couch." She moved to his arm and rubbed her hand up and down. "I do however like it when you get growly like Brantley Gilbert. Not interested in other hockey players. Or other guys for that matter." Hadlee then leaned against the door and got quiet.

Note to self thought Kevan find out who the hell Brantley Gilbert is. He looked over at Hadlee who had fallen asleep against the door. He wasn't taking her home to sleep on the couch or possibly end up in a bed with Blacker. His place was the best option. Worst case scenario he could sleep on the couch. He pulled into the parking structure. Kevan pulled her up into his arms and wedged her purse under his arm. He carried her bridal style towards the lobby doors. Greg the door man ran to open the door and looked at Kevin.

"I see Miss. Reynolds had a fine time." stated Greg

"We'll see how she feels in the morning" laughed Kevan "Shot for shot with Marchand might not have been the best idea. If any of them show up tonight send them home in cab and bill me."

"Will do, Sir." replied Greg.

"I told you stop calling me sir. It's weird." said Kevan. Hadlee stirred in his arms as he got in the elevator. Greg got in as well. Hadlee was murmuring about a wall and snuggled into his collar.

"I will unlock the door, Miller" replied the doorman

"See not so hard was it?" asked Kevan. Greg unlocked the door and Kevan took Hadlee inside his apartment. He sat her down and turned to tip Greg but the doorman was already gone. Kevan leaned down and shook Hadlee. "Hadlee, babe wake up. We are home."

Hadlee opened her eyes and blinked a few times. Kevan was again struck by the size and bright blue color of her eyes. Hadlee snuggled back down into the couch but not before grabbing Kevan by the neck and pulling him down with her. Kevan braced himself with his arms to keep from crushing her. Hadlee was kissing the side of his neck and up his jaw line. Hadlee nipped his mouth and darted her tongue inside. He tasted like beer, heat, and something uniquely him. Kevan rolled them so Hadlee was laying on top of him. He knew she had been drinking and knew this couldn't go anywhere tonight. But he liked kissing her and holding her. Hadlee kissed his forehead, his nose, then began to massage his lips with hers. One of his hands was holding the side of her face and the other was tangled in her hair. It was hard to tell where she stopped and he began. He deepened the kiss. Hadlee still tasted like Fireball whiskey. Hadlee was straddling his waist and grinding their bodies together. Hadlee broke the kiss and sat up catching her breath.

Kevan was running his hands up and down her sides. Skimming over the curves of her hips and back up. Hadlee began working the buttons of Kevan's dress shirt. She was having a difficult time due to the number of shots she had consumed. "Off" said Hadlee plucking at the black dress shirt. Kevan undid the top few buttons and pulled it over his head. Hadlee reached for him and groaned when she saw his t-shirt and started pulling at it. Kevan pulled it off and threw it on top of his other shirt. Hadlee ran her hands over his abs, up his pecs, to his shoulders then settled herself against his naked skin while kissing his neck. She kissed up his throat to his lips. The way her mouth and body were moving had Kevan rock hard. Hadlee was rubbing herself on the hardened ridge as she worked his mouth. She sat up again still grinding her crotch against his. Hadlee lifted one arm up and asked Kevan to unzip the little black dress. Kevan sat up and pulled Hadlee as close as possible. He placed little kisses on her on her neck as he pulled the zipper down. Hadlee raised up on her knees and pulled the dress over her head. Kevan ran his hands from her hip back up to her neck. Kevan kissed and sucked at her neck careful not to leave any marks. He need to be careful not leave beard marks on her pale skin. Hadlee was now straddling him in a strapless black lace bra and a tiny pair of lacy boy shorts. She was still grinding her body against his. Kevan was so hard he was afraid he was going to shoot in his jeans like a fifteen year old.

Hadlee pushed Kevan back down on the couch. Every time he tried to get a hold of her she would push his arms back over his head. "Stay" said Hadlee breathlessly. Hadlee then focused on his bicep. She kissed the tattoo on his arm. Hadlee giggled it said "Millertime". She leaned forward brushing herself against Kevan's cock. She rocked back and forth like this for few seconds. Her hair was falling forward in mass of tangled blonde curls and was obscuring Kevan's view of her breasts. He went to move his hands and Hadlee again told him "stay." Second by second that was becoming the hardest task Kevan had ever had. Hadlee leaned forward again and nipped him on the jaw. She then kissed down his jaw line nibbled his neck. She licked his collar bone and dropped kisses on his pecs. She began kissing her way down his ridged abdomen. She placed kiss after kiss until she got to his belt buckle. Hadlee placed a kiss between his belly button and the belt buckle. She began pulling the belt loose from his pants and undid the buckle after a few attempts. She soon became frustrated trying to pull the denim off. Hadlee sat back up looking down at Kevan. Kevan lifted his hips and threw the jeans in the pile with the rest of their clothes. Kevan leaned back against the back of the couch and pulled Hadlee so she was sitting astride him. Kevan could feel the heat where her body met his. Hadlee was making little noises in the back of her throat as she ground their bodies together. Kevan captured her mouth and swallowed those moans.

Kevan then worked the clasp on her bra. He tossed the lacy bit to the floor next to his belted jeans. Kevan was now down to his boxer briefs with Hadlee on top of him. Kevan's brain malfunctioned when he realized that she had on just those tiny panties and the shoes she bought for him. Kevan latched on to her right nipple then left and Hadlee made a low moan. She buried her hands in his hair and held him there. Kevan then put both of his hands under her ass and picked her up. She locked those glittery black and gold heels around his waist. Kevan could feel them digging into his back. Kevan went towards his bedroom. Once inside the door he kicked it shut. He dropped Hadlee on to the giant bed and she bounced and giggled.

"What are you giggling about Hadlee Belle?" asked Kevan in a low rumble as her covered her body with his. She shook her head to indicated nothing and her blonde hair fanned out on his pillow. Kevan then began to rain kisses from the top of her shoulder down her torso until he reached the band of her panties. Kevan ran his hands down the back of her panties and pulled her body flush with his. Hadlee then began wiggling against him. Kevan grabbed the scrap of lace off her body. He kissed her belly button promising to buy her new ones. Hadlee sat up Kevan's head near her lap. Kevan realized she was going to attempt to unbuckle the shoes. Kevan gently pushed back on the bed. Kevan again kissed her belly button. He then kissed her lower and lower. She looked down and Kevan had has face buried between her legs. Oh dear lord, thought Hadlee maybe we shouldn't do this. Then Kevan's fingers parted her folds and he placed a kiss square on her button. He sucked on her clit as he eased a finger into her. Kevan's mouth continued to torture her as he eased another finger inside of her. Hadlee was riding his mouth and his fingers. She was beginning to see colors and started shuttering. She tried to wiggle away from him. It was too much too soon. Kevan was having none of that and clamped down his other hand on her leg to keep her still. Hadlee was making whimpering sounds and Kevan knew she was close. He latched on to her clit as she rode his fingers. She came with his name on her lips. He kissed his way back up her body.

They were a tangle of limbs as he kissed her mouth. Kevan moved just long enough to grab a condom out of the bedside table. Hadlee had thrust her hand down his boxer briefs and now was rubbing his cock. If she kept pumping him like that this would be over before it started. Kevan stood up and threw his briefs in the floor. He placed Hadlee on her back in the middle of the king size bed. Hadlee looked up at him and was in awe of his body. She was amazed such a large man could be so gentle with her. She also thought she probably seemed like one of those puck bunnies laying his bed in just shoes. At this moment she didn't care she wanted him back in bed, back on top of her, and preferably inside her as quick as possible.

Kevan looked at her laid out on his bed. Hadlee just in her shoes. Hadlee who liked him for just being him. "Are you sure Hadlee?" he asked "I can find you something to sleep in. No harm no foul. But if this happens you are gonna be mine." Hadlee grabbed the condom out of his hand and pulled him towards the bed. Hadlee placed a kiss on his hip and ran her tongue along his v cut. She then put the condom on him. Kevan covered her body with his. He kissed her as she guided him into her body. Kevan's inner caveman roared to life. He and Hadlee found a pace that made both of them moan and shake. Hadlee locked her heels around his back. Kevan thrust into her harder and Hadlee moaned. Kevan realized he was so close and moved his hand between their bodies. Kevan manipulated her clit as he pumped into her. He felt Hadlee clamping down around his cock. He felt the aftershocks of her orgasm. Kevan then let himself go. Kevan collapsed beside Hadlee. He pulled her close and kissed her closed eyes.

"I think you've killed me, Miller" said Hadlee looking at him. "I can't feel my legs. They are jelly." Kevan kissed her gently then went to the bathroom. He came back and saw Hadlee laying on stomach on his side of the bed. He grabbed his boxers and pulled them on. He grabbed his smallest tshirt from the dresser. He sat down on the edge of the bed and unbuckled the black and gold shoes. He sat them on the bedside table.

"Hadlee" he said "Babe sit up and let me put this shirt on you." Hadlee rolled over and reached her hand out to Kevan. He pulled her against his chest and slipped the shirt over her head. He leaned across the bed and pulled back the bedding. He tucked Hadlee in the opposite side and crawled in with her. He turned and spooned her up against his front. Kevan was absently stroking her arms. Hadlee turned in his arms and kissed him.

"Night Mr. Miller" she said as she snuggled into him

"Sweet dreams Hadlee Belle" and with that Kevan kissed her head and closed his eyes.

Notes

Millertime gang!!! Can't wait to see what y'all think. Be nice!!!