The Wall

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Hadlee slid out of the bed carefully so she didn't wake Kevan. It was around 8 am and they hadn't fallen asleep until well after 3 am. She wanted to let him get some sleep. She knew if she woke him he would end up at practice. Kevan was currently face down sprawled out on the bed. The sheets were tangled around his waist. The bruises on his body stood out against the light gray sheets. Hadlee couldn't believe how soundly he was sleeping. She pulled the sheets back over his body even though she knew he would toss them when he got hot. She was pretty sure he was a werewolf. He had laughed at her theory. But he was strong, healed fast, and his body temp was way higher than normal. Therefore werewolf. With his face turned on his pillow she was able to see the mouse under his eye. It was already looking better. The benefits of dating Kevan Miller was she could now pretty accurately judge how old bruises were. Bonus she thought as she grabbed her dress out of Kevan's closet.

Hadlee quietly shut the bathroom door. She had almost mastered Kevan's space station shower. She had even figured out how to bluetooth her music into the capsule. She kicked on the water and looked at the lighted showerhead. She had already learned if it was blue lights she wanted nothing to do with the water. When it turned red the world was happy place. She still had not figured out all the bells and whistles but she would. Kevan said it had a steam feature. He'd laughed when she said really rinsing off sugar scrub was the extent of her shower needs. Hadlee exfoliated, scrubbed, and washed her hair. She wrapped her hair in the t-shirt she had pulled off. She wrapped herself in one of the giant black towels and sat down at the vanity. Kevan had a ridiculously girly chair that was black and silver leopard print delivered to the apartment. It matched the bathroom and fit Hadlee's personality. Hadlee had thanked him for the chair. Typical Miller he shrugged and said she needed it. Hadlee managed to moisturize before she realized poor Deke was still in his crate. Damn it she missed Davey already.

Hadlee tried to creep through the bedroom without waking Kevan. She managed to get to the door before Kevan spoke to her from the closet and scared the hell out of her.

"Hey" called Kevan "I have Deke." He said walking out of the closet pulling on shirt. He noticed Hadlee clutching her chest holding on to the towel. "You alright Hadlee Belle."

"Cat bells" she said "I am buying you all cat bells. You, Davey, and the entire fucking team. Too quiet for such big guys."

Kevan started laughing but immediately stopped when she scowled at him. "Sorry Babe" he said as Deke pranced out of the closet. Kevan pulled her up against him. He dropped a kiss on her mouth. "I thought you heard little man barking. I'll take him out." She was still frowning at him. "Is that my shirt?" he asked looking at the shirt she was using to dry her hair.

"Deal with it Miller" she sassed "Less breakage than using a towel." Kevan smiled at her and scooped Deke up as he slid his feet into his flip flops. "It's October in Boston and you are going out in shorts, a tee, and flip flops?" Kevan kissed her again and smirked at her.

"Werewolf" he said winking at her as he left their bedroom.

"She picked the vampire, Miller" she called heading into the bathroom. She heard his rumbling laugh as she went back into the bathroom. Hadlee started her make-up. She was working on her mascara when she heard Kevan moving around in the bedroom. He opened the door and was pleasantly surprised with her chair and the fact she was still only in a towel. He sat a mug of coffee in front of her.

"Why do girls make that face when they put on mascara?" he asked taking a drink of the shake in his hand. Today's shake was a purple blue brown concoction.

"Our Mama's teach us that face to confuse you boys." she teased. She took a drink of coffee. "Oh this is awesome what is it? It doesn't make up for you making me give my coffee maker back to Krejci."

"Boston Creme Pie coffee from Dunkin Donuts" he said "I grabbed them the other day. I know but you girls can't keep him as a pet."

"I approve of the coffee, Miller. Not of giving Davey back." stated Hadlee. Kevan looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was perfect with or without all the makeup. He studied her for a moment. "What are you thinking? I hear gears grinding." She pulled her hair down and started blow drying it. Once it was only partial damp she French braided it and wrapped it around her head in a boho crown of sorts. Kevan watched her make it look like an effortless mess. He could watch her all day. She stood to put on her lingerie.

"I was thinking that Gears would be happy to know that you all like him this much" he said crossing the room. She knew that look. Oh sweet baby Jesus he was beautiful. She didn't have time for this. Why did he look hot all bruised and scruffy?

"No Miller. I have to go to work. It's almost 10 I have to be at the office by 11am. If you keep looking at me I will be late. I have to leave in 20 minutes so I can find a parking spot." He continued to stalk towards her. "I'm serious, Kevan. I can't be late."

Kevan grabbed the towel where it was knotted between her breasts. He didn't pull it free but instead tugged her against him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. He walked her back towards her make-up chair. Kevan sat in the wild little chair and pulled her down in his lap. "I'll drop you off at the office door." he growled kissing her. He plundered her mouth with his tongue. She had missed this. Kevan kissed her on her jawbone next to her ear "I promise you won't be late." Kevan tilted her head and kissed her neck. He could feel her pulse beating against his lips. "I'll get you there quick" he teased his hand snaking underneath the towel. Hadlee squirmed and made a strangled sound when his hand touched the bare skin. She moved even more when his hand skimmed from her clit to her center.

"Kevan I need to get ready" she said weakly. Kevan rubbed her clit with the pad of his finger. He kissed the swell of her breasts. "We don't have time, Miller" she exclaimed as he worked his finger into her body. "Ohh" she cried out.

"Making time" he said as a second finger joined the first disappearing into her weeping core "You are more than ready Hadlee." He was pumping in and out of her body with his middle and ring fingers. Hadlee was writhing on his hand. She almost jumped when he slid his thumb across her button. With his free hand he pushed the make-up back on the counter. Kevan stopped torturing Hadlee long enough to strip the towel from her body and sit her on the counter before him. He jerked his shirt over his head and tossed it. He returned his hand to stroke her clit. She was leaning back giving him more access. He spread her legs. This was his new favorite chair he thought as he took in the view of Hadlee's body. He plunged his fingers deep into her as he brought his mouth to her body. His tongue lapped at her clit. He was tracing circles. His tongue replaced his fingers and she cried out again. Before she could adjust he was back kissing her tiny button. He was everywhere at once. She was canting her hips trying to get more friction. He scruff rasped against her thigh. He continued in that pattern and until she was chanting his name and begging for release. As she started to feel she might come he stood and pulled his shorts free from his body. He kept working her body. He stopped. Kevan grabbed her and pulled her forward on the counter. One thrust he was deep in her convulsing body. Her walls were strangling him. Kevan made a strained sound. He kept one hand on her clit and the other was grabbing her ass as he thrust into her. Kevan kissed her hard and fast. His tongue and his cock were in rhythm. She wrapped her legs around his body. Her nails were digging into his back. He could give a fuck less if she drew blood. He sank into her faster and deeper. She came undone in his arms. He pounded into her. His muscles all contracted as he came inside of her. Hadlee leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his. His hand came up and cupped her face. He kissed her is was a lazy kiss. He grabbed the wash cloth off the vanity and cleaned Hadlee and himself up. His mouth ravaged hers again. He tossed the cloth at the tub when he was satisfied with the job he had done.

Kevan looked at Hadlee on his vanity. Yep he had just fucked her senseless thought Hadlee. How the hell was she supposed to walk into a staff meeting after that. Kevan stood up and pulled on his shorts and grabbed his t-shirt. He hung that over his left shoulder as he brought her lingerie to her. He held out the lacy panties. She managed to wiggle into them while still sitting on the counter. Kevan handed her bra. She managed to put it on while he fetched her dress from behind the door. She pulled on the black long sleeve dress. Kevan pulled the zipper closed on the back. Hadlee managed to turn to survey the damage Kevan had done. He was smirking at her. He kissed her quickly.

"What" she said as she applied her lipstick. It was the first word she had said in at least 20 minutes.

"Nothing" he laughed as she walked out of the bathroom "you just weren't saying much."

"You fucked me silent in the bathroom and I have to compose myself and be at the office in 20 minutes." she said dragging him into the bedroom. She grabbed her new blue shoes and put them on. "Out" she said pointing at the living room when he sidled up beside her "I swear Kevan Michael Miller if I am late I will take you out." He laughed and walked into the living room "And put a shirt on. I'm not sure the office carpool lane is ready for a nearly naked Miller." She heard him laughing again. "It's 10:30 Miller!"

"I'm waiting on you" he called. He heard her rummaging around. "I love the shoes babe" he said as she came into the living room.

"Like them my boyfriend got them for me" she replied "I think he has a shoe fetish now." Kevan pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead so as not to mess up her make-up.

Kevan got Hadlee to the law firm by 10:56. She was rushing out of the SUV. She leaned across the console and kissed him. She was climbing out when he spoke "It's a Hadlee fetish. Not the shoes babe." he said winking at her "Love you Hadlee Belle."

"Love you too Miller" she ran up the steps to the office. Dear lord please let her manage to look like she didn't just get fucked on a bathroom counter. She spoke to the receptionist and headed to her office. She docked her laptop. Angela another attorney in the firm popped into remind her about the meeting.

"You feeling okay Hadlee" she said you look flushed.

"Never better" said Hadlee. She heard someone clear their throat in the door way. Kevan was standing leaning up against the door facing holding her purse.

"Lose something babe?" he asked. He watched her coworkers eyes dart between her and Kevan. Yep she knew why Angela was staring. Kevan's shirt was inside out and on backwards. She walked across the small office and collected her purse. She gave him a chaste kiss.

"Thanks, Miller." she replied "Angela this is my boyfriend Kevan Miller." Angela blushed and shook hands with Kevan.

"Big Bruins fans" said Angela. Kevan nodded and smiled.

"See you later babe" he said over his shoulder.

"Maybe you can fix your shirt between now and then Kev." she called after him. He pulled the shirt off in the small alcove near the office and righted it. Hadlee bit her lip at all the sight and shook her head. "Kevan Michael Miller don't strip in my office."He gave her a evil grin and walked towards reception.

"He is built like a statue of a Greek god." said Angela in awe.

"I know right" said Hadlee.

"I'd be flushed too girl" replied Angela "Everywhere I went flushed and addled as hell."

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