Hadlee had plugged her iPhone into the audio system of the SUV. She was cueing up a playlist as Kevan climbed in the driver's seat. Kevan was starting to recognize the songs and bands that she favored. He recognized the low growly sound as Brantley Gilbert. Hadlee was smiling at Kevan and singing along with the radio. Kevan was glad it was only a 10 minute drive to his apartment. It had been a long day. He needed to get back into the swing of road trips, games, practice, and add seeing Hadlee to that list of priorities.

"That's not a bad idea" said Hadlee.

"Huh" replied Kevan he had been thinking about hockey. He watched as she unbuckled her seat belt. Hadlee crawled across the console and smiled wickedly at Kevan.

"You weren't paying attention to the music" asked Hadlee.

"No sorry" he replied. Hadlee hit the button to start the song over. Kevan listened quietly. Hadlee was mouthing lyrics. She leaned closer to him and ran her hand up his leg. He heard the song say something about kissing on my neck, girl you gotta stop that. Hadlee nipped his jaw line. She then placed sucking kisses on his neck. She bit along the tendon of his neck. Hadlee then ran kiss back up to his jaw.

"Hadlee" he growled "I'm driving baby."

Kevan heard the song say something about do you want the fast lane or the backseat. Hadlee's hand went farther up his leg. She was now rubbing his cock through his suit pants. Can't expect me to keep my hands to myself sang the radio. Kevan groaned. Hadlee was killing him. She was kissing on his neck and stroking him. It was heaven and hell all at the same time. He was contemplating just pulling the car over but he was less than 2 minutes from his apartment. He could manage for 2 minutes. Hadlee however had other ideas. She had stopped kissing his neck and was focused on pulling his shirt tails out of his pants. Once Hadlee had managed this task she looked up at Kevan. She reached for his belt buckle. Kevan grabbed both of her hands in his larger one as he pulled into his parking spot.

Kevan now faced a dilemma did he finish what Hadlee started right here in the car and pray that it wasn't played at home owner's association meeting or grab her and get to his apartment as fast as possible. Hadlee had taken things to a new level by crawling between him and the steering wheel. He was now restraining both her hands but she was straddling him. Hadlee worked her hips against him. She then bit the bottom corner of his lower lip. He gasp at the slight pain. Hadlee ran her tongue over the small bite. She then captured his mouth and stroked her tongue against his mouth until she gained entrance. Kevan let go of her and wrapped one hand around her neck so he could take her mouth. His other hand was snaking up the back of dress. Kevan slipped his hand along the sides of her body. He quickly discovered she had no bra on. Hadlee had pulled away from the kiss and was kissing the outside shell of his ear. She sucked at the place where his bottom lobe met his jaw. Kevan growled at her again. She laughed the sound sending shivers down Kevan's spine and straight to his dick.

"Hadlee. Please babe." he sighed "Let's go inside." Hadlee latched on to his mouth again. Then just as quickly climbed back into her seat. She grabbed her purse and climbed out of the SUV. Kevan was still sitting in the driver's seat willing his erection to calm down enough that he could walk into the building. Hadlee was standing in front of the SUV. She smirked at him and walked into the building. Kevan put his head on the steer wheel. He rested for a second thinking she was going to be the death of him. Kevan had never been so thankful to have a suit on. It would at least hide everything.

Kevan walked into the building. "Good evening Mr. Miller." said Greg "It was a great game." Kevan greeted the door man and said thanks. "I thought you and Volpatti were gonna go at it again." Kevan laughed "It's always possible with him." Kevan started towards the elevator and Greg asked if he thought they could beat the Wings. Kevan gave an affirmative answer. Greg looked at his watch and back at Kevan. This was the most impatient he had ever witnessed Kevan be as he waited for the elevator. Greg wanted to tell him that the elevator wouldn't work without his key but he had promised Miss Hadlee. Greg asked him another question. Kevan told him he needed to check on Hadlee. Greg laughed and looked at his watch again.

"Okay, Sir" said Greg "I've stalled you long enough. Miss Hadlee asked me to buy her five minutes of time."

"Damn it" swore Kevan. He was shaking his head.

"She promised me cupcakes Miller" said Greg.

"No problem" said Kevan. Greg put his key in the elevator and the door opened immediately. Kevan laughed again. Hadlee had his doorman wrapped around her finger. Join the club he thought.

Kevan walked into the living room of the apartment. There were no lights on in the apartment. He turned on the lamp at the entry table. He went to hang his keys on the rack by the table and stopped. Hadlee's black lace dress was hanging from the place that his keys should hang. He dropped the keys on the table. He turned to go find Hadlee when he saw her sitting on his kitchen counter. His brain was unable to process due to the lack of blood flow. Hadlee was sitting there in her date shoes and his game jersey.

"I told you they would match" said Hadlee. She held up one leg so he could see the shoes. She motioned for him to come to her. "Whatcha thinking, Miller?"

He crossed the room in a few big strides. He had a predatory look in his eyes. Kevan stood in front of the counter between her splayed legs. He made no move towards Hadlee. He hadn't even answered her question.

"Cat got your tongue Miller?" she teased. Hadlee grabbed his dark gray tie and pulled him down to her level.

"Wildcat" he growled near her ear. Hadlee untied his tie and tossed it. She started working the buttons on his shirt. Hadlee shoved her hands under his dress shirt and pushed it and his suit coat into the kitchen floor. She scooted forward on the counter and grabbed the hem of his white undershirt. Kevan lifted his arms and Hadlee tossed it in the pile in the floor. Kevan jerked her closer to the edge of the counter and wrapped her legs around his waist. He could feel the points of the heels digging in his back.

"Hadlee Belle" he said in a whisper "You promised to show me what you wore under that indecent dress."

"That dress wasn't indecent. It's classy sexy." she replied "No fear, Miller what's under this jersey is exactly what was on under that dress."

Hadlee rocked her hips against his. The motion made his cock harden. Kevan swooped in and captured her mouth. This was fast and aggressive. A new side of Kevan she had yet to see. He always seem almost afraid he would hurt her. Kevan ground his hips against her. Her clit was pressed against the ridge of his cock. She felt a fire shock through her system. She ground herself harder against him. Her jersey was riding up higher on her legs. Kevan had a hold on her ponytail and turned her head. He was using her hair to control where he kissed her. He was placing small hot opened mouth kisses down the column of her neck. Hadlee couldn't look down but managed to rub her hands against his cock which was currently testing the strength of his zipper. Kevan ran his other hand up the length of Hadlee left leg. At the juncture of her thighs he felt nothing but skin.

"Holy fuck, Hadlee" he groaned "You sat through a complete dinner with my teammates with no panties on." He bit down on her neck and the soothed the bite with his tongue "You're fucking kill me, babe." She was trying to work his belt. He rubbed his thumb over her clit. She made a mewling sound and threw her head back. Kevan then worked his middle finger into her. After feeling how wet Hadlee was he pushed a second finger inside. Kevan took her mouth at a ferocious pace. Their tongues were in a hot slick dual. Hadlee wasn't sure who was winning. She was still trying to work his belt. She couldn't manage it because of his mouth and hand moving constantly moving pushing her closer and closer.

Kevan grabbed her from the counter and sat her down on her spiky black and gold shoes. Kevan leaned over and panted in her ear "Fast and hard, Had" He pushed her torso down against the counter. Hadlee arched her back as he pushed up her jersey. He resumed stroking her tiny button with thumb. Kevan was rubbing tiny circles that was driving her crazy. She pushed back to get more friction and Kevan stopped. She whimpered and looked over her shoulder at Kevan. Kevan had undone his belt and the fly of his pants. He shoved his slacks down enough to free his cock. Kevan grabbed her hip with one hand and pushed her against the counter with the other. The hand left her back and she stayed exactly where he placed her. Afraid to move. Afraid he would stop.

Kevan pushed just into her and stopped. Hadlee cried out his name. Kevan thrust into her to the hilt. She could feel his belt buckle against her thigh. Kevan snaked his hands around her waist. His grip was almost bruise. He was setting a lightening quick pace. Each thrust seeming to gain momentum. Hadlee was thrusting her hips back in time. Kevan brought two fingers to clit and thrust deep. He and Hadlee came at same time. He laid his head down on her back. His face was pressed against the numbers. His number. Hadlee's hair had come partly out of its ponytail and was curling around his name at the top of her shoulders. Kevan pulled himself free of Hadlee. She made sounds of disappointment at him pulling away. Kevan pulled his boxers up and zipped his fly. Hadlee had turned to face him and was leaning against the counter. Kevan picked up his clothes and threw them on the counter. Hadlee had yet to say anything.

"Hadlee you ok Babe?" asked Kevan kissing her softly.

"I'm like Bambi on ice" she replied against his mouth. "My legs are shaking."

Kevan laughed and swept her up in his arms. "You started this, doll."

"Yeah well you wanted to veto Brantley Gilbert" she retorted.

"I might like him just a little" Kevan carried her into their bedroom. He had quit thinking of it as his room. He sat her on the edge of the bed. He picked up one leg and kissed her ankle. He unbuckled her shoe and took it off. He repeated the process with the other shoe. Kevan tucked her into her side of the bed. He walked around and sat her shoes on his bed side table. Kevan stripped down to his boxers and crawled under the duvet. He set his alarm so Hadlee wouldn't be late for work. He leaned over and hit the remote to turn the light off and start the ceiling fan. He then pulled Hadlee up against his front. She wiggled around and pushed her leg between his. Kevan put arm around her stomach. Hadlee was humming softly. He heard her mumble something about crawling through the dark to feel your heartbeat against me. Kevan tugged the ponytail holder from her hair and put it around his wrist so he wouldn't lose it. He stroke her hair smooth and kissed the top of her head.

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