Chapter 3

In a matter of minutes, Kevin had Ella out of her shirt and panting for more as he kissed her and explored her with his hands. He managed to slowly back her up to the couch and gave her a gentle shove down onto it. He knelt down on the floor in front of her and resumed kissing her. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers grazed over her tight nipples. Kevin groaned inwardly. Her skin was so soft beneath his large hands. He couldn’t get enough of her and he was determined to demonstrate just that.

Kevin broke his kiss as he slowly and painstakingly unbuttoned her shorts. Ella laid her head back against the couch completely breathless and nowhere near ready for it to end. Kevin let his hand teasingly brush against her as he slowly undid the zipper. He bent his head down and kissed her belly button, gently swirling his tongue around it. In one swift and sudden motion, he yanked her shorts off and threw them over his shoulder. Ella had almost caught her breath from his last kiss when his lips claimed hers once again. He tasted sweet as she gently teased his tongue as he explored her mouth with it.

His hands reached around and unhooked her bra, noticing the fine layer of sweat that was building up on her skin. A sure sign of her arousal. She shrugged off the straps and Kevin sent the garment flying across the room. He pulled her up against him as he buried his face between her breasts and kissed her valley. His hands found her breasts as he gently cupped each one, his fingers rubbing over her nipples causing them harden beneath his hand warm hands. Ella found herself gasping and moaning as he touched her. Her skin felt like it was on fire and she was sure that if she hadn’t already been drunk, she would have felt like it anyway by now.

She reached up and tugged his t-shirt over his head, gasping as she ran her hands along his chest, feeling his muscles react beneath her hands. Suddenly, Kevin stood up.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to light the lantern. I want to be able to see you. I want to see just how beautiful you are for myself.”

Ella waited in frustration for him to find the lighter and get the propane lantern going. When he returned to his spot in front of her, she felt her chest tighten. He had such an incredible look of desire in his eyes. It made her feel like this wasn’t just about a night of drunken sex. It was about a night of drunken sex with her. He didn’t just want sex. He wanted her.

Kevin grabbed her leg and slowly began kissing her ankle and working his way up at a painfully slow pace. He went even slower when he reached her inner thigh. Ella knew where this was going and she really wished he would stop taking his damn time about it. When he reached the very top of her inner thigh, he stopped and started all over again causing a moan of frustration to escape from Ella. Kevin smiled, knowing that what he was doing was the equivalent of pure torture. He also know she would thank him for it later.

When he finally reached the top of her thigh again, he grabbed the top of her black lace underwear with his teeth and started slowly working them down. Ella was resisting every urge to take maters into her own hands and literally rip off her panties. Once he had them completely removed, he let his eyes travel up her legs and get a good look at her.

He grinned as he took in the sight of her most intimate spot. “Funny, I never pictured you as a Brazilian type of girl.”

Ella smiled. “Well, I did live in LA for several years.”

“You still don’t strike me as the type…” he said, moving in to get a closer look.

Ella sighed. “Fine. I went in for a routine bikini wax and the woman didn’t seem to speak any English and this is what I ended up with. Happy now?”

“Actually, yes I am. I like it.” He said, his breath quickening as he thought of all the things he wanted to do to her tonight. “I mean I really like it.” His face was now so close to her that she could feel his breath on her as he spoke.

“Well then, why don’t you show me just how much you really like it?” Ella said, grabbing his head and pushing it until his mouth was right where she wanted it. She held him there until she was sure he wasn’t going to stop. Little did she know, this was only the beginning.

Kevin explored her very gently at first. She tasted so good he couldn’t get enough of it. Hearing her moans only drove him wilder. God, how he loved a woman with a good moan! It always made him want to pleasure her and torture her and make her moan until he was ready to give her what she wanted.

Ella could barely focus. Kevin was very skilled with his tongue and she couldn’t stop moaning loudly. Luckily, there was no one around to hear besides the random wildlife in the woods.

Kevin threw her legs over his shoulders and went in for the kill. He’d read about this trick in his last issue of Maxim magazine and had been dying to see if it worked or not. All it involved was licking the alphabet…backwards. And judging by Ella’s moans, it was working wonders. Kristin never let him do this to her, even though it was one of his favorite things to do. He loved that Ella seemed to have no inhibitions about it.

He realized just how well the “alphabet” worked as he listened to Ella’s moans increasing. He could feel her body start to tense up as her hips began buckling. He picked up the intensity, wanting to push her over the edge. He gently nibbled on her until he gave her the release she was practically begging him for. He kept going, tasting her sweet release in his mouth as he felt her body quiver beneath him. He reached down to unzip his jeans, now feeling that they were way too tight on his very hard member. And still he didn’t stop. He gently continued to pleasure her, waiting for her to come down from her high so that he could start to build her back up again. Judging by her moans, it wasn’t taking long at all.

Ella could not believe how good he made her feel. Granted it had been a very long time, but she couldn’t remember it ever being that good.

“Kevin…..that was….amazing….” she said, trying to catch her breath.

“That was just the beginning.” He said. He stood up and quickly removed the rest of his clothes before laying down on the floor.

Ella’s eyes widened as she took in the site of him completely nude before her. She wouldn’t have needed any foreplay if she’d seen that image beforehand.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” he grinned. “Get on!” He grabbed Ella’s hand and pulled her down off of the couch. She straddled him and slowly sank onto him. Kevin groaned loudly as he felt her warmth surround him.

Ella gasped at his size. He was definitely well-endowed and she was practically re-virginized!

Kevin waited until he felt her relax. He was well aware of his size and what it did to women if he wasn’t careful. He groaned again when he felt Ella begin to move up and down.

“Oh God Ella! You’re so fucking tight!” he groaned.

“Maybe that’s because you’re so fucking big!” she replied.

“Whatever it is, it feels incredible!” he moaned.

He reached his hands up and placed them on her hips.

“Ella…I don’t think I have much longer before I lose control….”

“It’s ok. Do whatever you need to!” Ella urged.

Kevin practically turned into an animal. He moved her hips with his hands as he began to pound her hard and fast. Ella was practically screaming with pleasure as he shook her entire body.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Kevin panted out.

“Ye….yeah….”

Kevin took his hand and reached down to stimulate her clit. He wanted her to come with him. Ella responded quickly to his touch and as soon as he felt her quiver, he lost it completely. They both screamed out as their climaxes took over their bodies. Ella collapsed onto his chest, breathless.

“Oh my God!” he said. “We gotta do that again!”

“Uh-huh.” Ella said. “As soon as you’re ready!”

Ella woke up the next morning with a horrible headache, squinting at the sunlight. The last thing she remembered was drinking all the rum at dinner. She assumed she somehow made it to bed soon after and passed out. She heard Kevin up making too much damn noise in the kitchen as she pulled the sheet over her head to block the sunlight out. That’s when she realized she was naked. Completely naked.

“Oh God.” She moaned.

Just then Kevin knocked lightly on the door frame. Ella poked her head out from under the sheet with a horrified look on her face.

“Morning.” He said, awkwardly.

“Hey.” She said.

“I brought you some tea and toast.” He said, setting the tray down next to her.

“Oh no…” she said, getting a whiff of the toast. “I don’t think I can eat that!”

“It’ll help, trust me.” He said, sitting down on the bed beside her.

It was just then as Ella caught a whiff of his musky, manly scent that she caught a flash of what she might have been up to last night. She sat up quickly, keeping the sheet wrapped tightly around her.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

“Uh….I have to ask you something….did we…I mean…last night…did we have….you know….it’s just….I’m naked…..and we were drunk….and I don’t really remember anything…..”

Kevin sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He definitely remembered and thought it was a shame that she didn’t. It was probably the best sex he’d ever had. “Yeah, I’m afraid we did.” He finally admitted.

Ella sank back into her bed. “Oh God!”

“I’m sorry, Ella.”

“Why are you sorry? Was I consenting?”

“Of course!” Kevin said.

“Then it’s not your fault!”

The two sat there in an awkward silence for a moment before Kevin stood up.

“Well, I’ll give you some privacy. Make sure you eat that toast!”

Ella sat in bed eating her toast, thinking about last night. It was fuzzy but it was coming back. Her on the couch, them on the floor, them in the bed, them falling out of bed and on the floor again. She remembered moaning a lot. She certainly did enjoy herself. Part of her wished she hadn’t been so drunk so she’d be able to remember it better.

She finally was brave enough to get out of bed and decided to put on her swimsuit and go freshen herself up in the stream. She made sure to put on her sunglasses before going outside. Why did it have to be so sunny out today? She saw Kevin lying in the hammock, also wearing sunglasses.

Kevin watched her walk down to the stream, smiling to himself as he remembered the first time he saw her, bathing naked in the stream. He’d certainly had a better view of her last night. The awkward way she’d glanced at him made him think she probably regained her memory of what had happened. But there was one detail she probably didn’t remember and he needed to talk to her about that.

Ella was exhausted by the time she got back from the stream. She threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and walked back outside to where Kevin lay in the hammock.

“Move over.” She mumbled.

“Huh?”

“Move over. I need to lie down but I don’t want to go back to bed!”

Kevin smiled as he attempted to make room for her beside him in the hammock.

“Stream didn’t help, huh?” he asked.

“Not really. Helped my headache, that’s about it.” She said, lying down next to him. Kevin stretched out his arm under her head so she had something to lay on.

“Ella, there’s something I think you should know. About last night.”

“There’s more?” she groaned.

“Well, yes. I didn’t use…I mean we didn’t….use any protection.” He admitted.

Ella smiled. How often could you find a man honest enough to admit that?

“Do you have any diseases?” she asked.

“No! Of course not!”

“Good. Me neither.” She said.

“But aren’t you worried about…I mean, what if you’re…pregnant or something?”

“Trust me, I’m not but if I were, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.”

“How do you know you’re not?”

“Because I’ve been on the pill religiously for the last 3 years. I take it every morning.”

“Why are you on the pill if you haven’t been with anyone?”

“Geez Kevin, there’s more than one reason women take the pill! I take it to regulate my cycle so that it’s more predictable.”

“Oh. Sorry.” He said.

“That’s ok.” Ella said.

After that, the two didn’t talk anymore and they were both soon lulled to sleep together in the hammock.

Something pulled Kevin from his sleep a few hours later. He smiled as he looked over and saw Ella curled up against him, sound asleep and still stinking of booze. Then he figured out what it was that woke him. Raindrops falling on his face. He looked up at the sky and was shocked to find it was now dark black except for the distant flashes of lightening. The rain was quickly picking up speed and he knew at any moment the sky was going to open up its floodgates.

“Ella! Wake up!” he said, gently nudging her.

“Hmm?”

“Come on, we have to go inside, it’s going to storm and I don’t want to be lying under these tall tress when the lightening gets here!”

“Mmmm…” she moaned.

Kevin sighed. He climbed out of the hammock and walked over and picked her up and carried her inside the cabin. Once he had her lying down on the couch, tucked under a blanket, he decided to go sit on the safety of the front porch and watch the storm roll in. The heavy rain had already started to fall and the thunder was getting closer and closer.

Ella woke up a bit confused as to why she was on the couch until she heard the thunder. She smiled as she realized Kevin must have brought her in here and tucked her in. She couldn’t for the life of her figure out why she wasn’t furious at him for what happened last night. She doubted he was more intoxicated than she was. He certainly wasn’t nearly as hung over. She had spent the last few days hating him just for being here and now what? He was some kind of god because he gave her countless orgasms? Ok…well, she supposed any woman would look at any man who was capable of doing that as a god but still..this was Kevin! They really knew next to nothing about each other. It was just a lapse in judgment when two drunk people who hadn’t had so much as a kiss in awhile turned to each other. Maybe he wasn’t really that good. Maybe she was just that drunk and easy. Or maybe she could find a way to do a re-test. In a more sober state. She shook her head. He’d never go for that and neither should she. She sighed. She just couldn’t get the image of him naked out of her head.

Ella slowly got up, trying to keep the room from spinning. The temperature had dropped significantly and she wrapped the blanket around her shoulders and she stepped onto the porch.

“Feel better yet?” Kevin asked.

Ella smiled. “A little. Thanks for bringing me in so I didn’t get soaked!”

Kevin chuckled. “It wasn’t the rain, it was the lightening.”

“Oh I get it. So you were only partly being a gentleman.”

“Something like that. Have a seat.” He said, gesturing to the chair beside him.

Ella sat down and propped her feet up on his leg.

“Comfy?” he asked, smiling.

“Yes, actually, I am.”

“Look, Ella, I’m sorry about last night.”

“Are you?”

“Yeah, I guess. I mean, it’s certainly not the way I’d normally behave.”

“And how would you normally behave?”

“When I meet a pretty lady, I like to get to know her. Take her out on the town, spoil her with flowers. I like to make the first time special and romantic. Not drunken and dirty.”

“Aww. You think I’m pretty!” Ella teased. She could have sworn she saw Kevin blush before he turned away.

“Let me ask you something Kevin. Did you enjoy it?”

“Did you?”

Ella bit back a smile. “From what I remember, I enjoyed every single minute of it. If I wasn’t worried about inflating your ego even more than it already is, I’d even go as far as to say it was the best I’ve ever had.”

Kevin nodded. “I definitely enjoyed myself, but that doesn’t make it right.”

“Maybe not but I don’t think it makes it wrong either. We were both consenting adults, well as much as we could be in our state, and I think it was something we both needed. I don’t think you should be sorry, because I’m not. Truthfully, I’m pretty damn grateful.”

“Grateful, huh?”

Ella nodded.

“So, just how hot was it for you?” he asked, with an evil grin on his face.

“Uh..I…umm…” Ella stammered, clearly embarrassed.

Just then there was a loud clap of thunder that startled them both.

“Saved by the thunder.” Kevin said.

“Thank God!” Ella said, under her breath.

Kevin didn’t mind, he already had his answer.

Ella went to bed early that night, still exhausted and still hung-over. Kevin suspected she wasn’t much of a party girl as he himself was feeling much better. Something she had said to him earlier really had him thinking.

”What if you’re pregnant?” he had asked her.

“It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world…” she had answered.

It sure seemed like it would have been to Kristin and they were married! And here was Ella, claiming she wouldn’t even have blinked. Ok, maybe that was just an understatement because she knew she wouldn’t be pregnant. Maybe he was too jaded from his marriage where even though his wife was still on the pill, he was still required to wear a condom just in case. In case what? She was the .001% of women that got pregnant while correctly taking the pill? In case either one of them was unfaithful and had a disease? He had tried to reason with her that if God wanted to give them a baby there was nothing they could do about it. Kristin always did like a challenge. She decided God was just going to have to work harder to do it.

This train of thought led Kevin to think about things he’d been trying to avoid for some time now. His marriage had worked so well for years. But their lives were anything but typical. Priorities changed. Careers changed. He was tired of faulting her for no longer wanting the same things he did. A part of him still loved her, a part of him always would but he had to make the decision here and now to move on with his life. No more wallowing in his own pity. He was better than that. If she didn’t want him, she didn’t want him. He’d move out of LA back to his farm and he’d decorate it however he wanted. He’d take whatever job he wanted, and whenever he felt ready, he’d date whoever he wanted.

He decided he wanted someone with Ella’s family values minus her attitude. Granted they had gone a whole day without a single fight but he was sure it was only because she was weakened from the alcohol. A relationship with someone like her would never work out. But the sex sure was good…..

Kevin was surprised how much time he’d spent re-living his marriage and saying goodbye to it. It was already after midnight. He decided tonight might not be the best of nights to try and takeover the big bed again with Ella already sleeping in it. He tried to go up into the loft but the rain earlier in the day only made everything hotter. He settled for curling up on the small sofa in a t-shirt and boxers.

The rest of Kevin and Ella’s time together at the cabin was very uneventful. Ella did regain her attitude and although they still got into stupid arguments, they were somehow different. It was as if they both found them somewhat arousing instead of irritating. They never brought up their night together, each of them pretending like it never happened but each both secretly wishing they could do it again. They hugged each other awkwardly when they left the cabin. They wished each other luck but didn’t exchange e-mails or phone numbers. Ella figured she’d probably never see him again but she didn’t want to be the one to ask to keep in touch.

Something had happened to both of them at that cabin. Whether it was the fresh Maine air or the dirty sex, they had both changed. Both left that cabin ready to fight to get their lives back on track.

Ella had made up her mind to go back to LA and fight like hell for her program. Just because she had lost one battle did not mean she should give up on those kids. She sat down one night and made a list of things she was going to try to get funding. Kevin was going back to LA to tie up his lose ends and plan his next move. He met with his business manager the very next day after he got back.

“Scott, tell me what it is you think I should do with myself.” He said.

“Kevin, I think you need to take a break before venturing onto your next big project. Maybe take some time and give something back. Start another charity or work for one. Give yourself some time.”

Kevin thought this over for a moment. “How about setting up a foundation to fund after school music programs for talented inner-city kids?”

“You want to set up a program? That’s a great idea!”

Kevin shook his head. “They don’t need more programs right now, they need more money to run them. Let’s start a foundation to raise money and allocate it to different programs in the city. We can try to get other celebrities and musicians involved to make our face more public.”

Kevin and Scott worked for a few more hours outlining the major details as well as a timeline. They decided that in a week they wanted to have others on board and release a press statement and open the doors for applicants. Kevin didn’t want to be the spokesperson. He knew he was popular enough to be recognized but he wanted someone with more sway over the Hollywood scene to do it. Somehow, his agent miraculously signed on George Clooney of all people. George always had a way of rallying people around him. Kevin was so excited about the project that he almost didn’t want to leave it to go back to his farm in Kentucky. He’d still be working on it from there but he decided to be more of a silent partner. He set everything up, selected a board to run it since actors and musicians really didn’t have the time to deal with all the details, and got the first press release out to the media.

Ella was pouring over yet another grand application when her phone rang.

“Probably another bill collector.” She mumbled as she let the machine get it.

“Ella! It’s Libby. Hey, I saw something on the news I think you should see. I’ll e-mail you a link to the news story.”

Ella smiled. Libby was always sending her odd stories and she could only imagine what this one might be. She’d known Libby since she moved to LA. They used to be neighbors and Libby showed Ella the ways of the city. They’ve remained friends even though Libby had since gotten married and moved to Beverly Hills, of all places.

Ella logged onto her computer and found the e-mail awaiting her. She clicked the link and watched the story. It was a video of George Clooney unveiling the Hear The Music Foundation, an organization set up to provide funding to music programs in need in order to keep kids involved in music and arts programs and allow all children the opportunity to learn. Her jaw dropped. It was just what she had been waiting for. She did a google search and found their website, still under construction but providing her enough information to tell her how to apply her program and what they were looking for. She stayed up all night filling out all the needed forms and even writing an extra essay on why her program deserved to be saved outlining the successes of her students and their strong passions to be able to keep learning. It wasn’t required but she felt that a more personal touch might enhance her chances. First thing in the morning she had it messengered over to the address on the form. She wanted hers to be one of the first applications they got, and it was.

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