Chapter Forty Two

A painful throbbing in Jenn’s temples slowly brought her to her senses as she realised her mouth felt like sandpaper. Blearily blinking through the fog, her eyes struggled to focus on the unfamiliar surroundings. Darkness permeated through the room with the exception of a bright stream of daylight spilling in from the half open bedroom door. Fuck! What time is it?

Lifting her head gingerly from the pillow, she scanned the shadows around her for a clock. Sure enough in the distance beyond Jon’s slumbering head a blue neon screen blinked 9.30am. Shit, shit, SHIT! Panicking she sat straight up staring wildly around her for her clothes. Sliding off the bed in the semi darkness, her foot caught in a twisted sheet and in her anxious efforts to get moving sent her tumbling to the floor.

“Oww! What the hell!” Landing in a heap she wrestled to free herself when a bright light suddenly attempted to shatter her eyeballs.

“You know it’d be a lot easier if you just turned on the light before you try to kill yourself!” Jon sat up in bed and squinted down at her, a wry smile on his face. 

“Have you SEEN the time?! I should have been at the farm HOURS ago!!”

Furiously rubbing her eyes as they adjusted to the bright light that Jon had flicked on from somewhere beside the bed, she scrambled to pull on the first bit of clothing she could find which just happened to be Jon’s shirt from last night.

Jon propped himself up lazily on one arm and watched with amusement as she tugged the shirt over her tousled but still remarkably sexy hair. His groin stirred again as he got a quick glimpse of her perky breasts before she pulled the shirt all the way on.

“Why don’t you stop panicking and come back up here?”

Grinning at her he patted the space on the bed beside him that she had just so hastily vacated. Exasperated Jenn scrambled to her feet and glared at him.

“This is not funny Jon! Those poor horses will be starved and Lord only knows what your daughter is thinking!”

Turning to head for the hallway in an attempt to find the rest of her clothes she was stopped short in her tracks by Jon’s next remark.

“It’s all taken care of baby! Now will you please come back here?”

Spinning around she stared at him in confusion, “What do you mean ‘taken care of’?”

Shrugging Jon flopped back against the pillows, a triumphant grin slowly spreading across his lips.

“Last night when you came over I sent Paul a message to say you were taking the weekend off and Steph is spending the day at home – I gotta go over there later and talk to her remember?”

She stared at him in bewilderment, her heart rate slowing returning to normal.

“So the horses are all being taken care of? They’re not half starved in their stalls?” Scratching her head she gazed at him in wonderment. “But…..I don’t take days off!”

Throwing his eyes up in exasperation Jon stared at her. “Yes you do! As of today! It’s in your damn contract for heaven’s sake woman!”

Relaxing Jenn crawled back onto the bed into his waiting arms. “Pffh, that’s just a silly piece of paper – horses don’t exactly DO contracts!”

Curling up beside him she let her fingers run through the greying hairs on his chest. His hair was adorably messy and the stubble on his chin was just…..so damn masculine.

“Anyway, now that my panic button has been deactivated……Good morning handsome!” Reaching up she gave him a light kiss on the cheek, “Sleep well?”

“Like the dead until a psychotic Irish woman woke me up!”

Winking at her he pulled her up until she was sat on his lap. “You’re overdressed!” Deftly undoing the buttons on the shirt, he pushed it off her shoulders, his eyes feasting on her naked breasts. “Now this is a much better way to wake up!”

Smiling Jenn ran her fingers through his hair, groaning in pleasure as he took each nipple in turn in his mouth. Arousal stirred in her belly once more and she shifted her weight feeling his cock spring to life beneath her. “Looks to me like somebody’s already wide awake!”

Smirking Jon let his hand wander between her thighs, his fingers grazing past her mound causing her to quiver in excitement. Satisfied she was more than ready for him he laid back and grasped her hips gently. Slowly and gently in stark contrast to the intensity of just a few hours ago he lowered her down on his fully erect manhood, groaning as he felt her slide around him. Rhythmically and smoothly they moved together, eyes closed in pleasure, fingers intertwined as they savoured the feel of one another for what seemed like an eternity. With a shudder they came together as one, ending their morning reunion with gasps of pleasure.

“I could get used to days off like this!” Jenn laughed as she slid off him and dropped a kiss on his warm forehead before swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She slipped her arms back into Jon’s shirt once again with a quick glance over her shoulder daring him to try removing it from her again.

Jon caught the look and grinned, raising his hands in surrender. “It’s okay baby, you’re safe……..for now!” Winking at her he ran his fingers through his hair grimacing as he felt the stickiness of dried sweat from all their exertions. “What do you say we hop in the shower and scrub one another’s backs?”

“Sounds good!” Jumping to her feet she did up a few more buttons on the shirt. “I’ll brew us some coffee while you get the water warm and no funny business mind!”

Smiling to herself, she made her way barefoot to the kitchen and set about grinding some coffee beans. The rich aroma tickled her nose as she tipped the grinds into the machine and filled the tank with water. Hearing footsteps behind her, she smiled over her shoulder.

“I thought you were getting the shower warmed up?”

Flicking the machine on, she swung around only to freeze in fright as a tall, dark haired stranger leaned against the fridge smiling at her.

“If you give me a minute little darlin I’ll get right on that!”

Jenn’s jaw dropped as she instinctively crossed her legs and tugged down the shirt tails in an effort to conceal her semi nudity.

“Uh……”

The man beamed back at her, a shit eating grin lighting up his handsome features.

 “So you must be Jenn right? Hi! I’m Richie!”