Chapter Twelve

Jon’s head was starting to swim as the taxi headed into the city centre. Jenn was nestled quietly beside him, her head resting lightly against his shoulder. Blinking rapidly in an attempt to bring some focus into his head, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and squeezed gently.

“Hey you okay hon?”

“Mmmnn” came the sleepy response, “Trying to concentrate!”

He frowned and looked down at the top of her head,

“On what?”

“On not being ill! I don’t feel so good!”

She groaned and tried to sit upright. Sinking that bottle of tequila was definitely not one of the brightest things she’d ever done. She’d gone beyond the nice, light headed feeling of earlier and the motion of the car was seriously not helping things.

“Need air!” she fumbled for the switch on the window, inhaling deeply at the cold draught that came rushing in. Jon took a few deep breaths himself and caught the driver looking at them suspiciously in his rear view mirror. The last thing he wanted was to have somebody throw up all over the back of his car and Jon reckoned on his options.

“Hey buddy, how far have we got to go still?”

“About five minutes.”

“We’re good from here thanks, we’ll walk the rest of the way.” Jon guessed the walk would do them both good. As the car pulled over, Jenn sighed in relief and started fiddling with her purse.

“Don’t worry babe, I got it” Jon handed the driver a fifty Euro note muttering to keep the change and joined Jenn on the pavement.

“Um Jon, we got a problem!” Jenn stood looking around her, wobbling unsteadily on her feet.

“What’s that darlin?”

“I have no idea where we are!”

She frowned and gazed around her at the darkened street they were standing on, the shadows broken by the light of the streetlamps lining the length of the road. She was pretty familiar with the city normally but right now they could have been standing in a foreign land for all she knew. Jon threw an arm around her shoulders and started to walk both of them down the street, reassuring her that he knew exactly where they were. Jenn snorted in amusement,

“If I don’t know where we are, how the hell do you?”

Jon smiled and nuzzled her hair with his nose,

“Relax baby, we just gotta walk this way a while, I thought the walk would do us good, I dunno about you but I had way more to drink tonight than I should have!”

“That makes two of us buddy! I warned you about Karen’s antics!”

Giggling like kids they both huddled closer and wobbled steadily down the street. Jon slipped his hand under her jeans to rest on top of her opposite hip and held her close to him. Jenn was aware of a tingling in her abdomen, growing more insistent every second she felt his hand around her. Sliding her own arm under his jacket and shirt she found a smooth muscular back, warm to her touch. They ambled along like this for a few minutes until they rounded the corner and Jenn recognised the street behind their hotel. The fresh air had worked wonders and both of them were now feeling more normal although still highly intoxicated.

“I think you’re safe now!” Jenn proclaimed, a grin plastered across her face.

“Oh yeah? Safe from what?”

“Safe from me throwing up all over you!!” she hiccupped and giggled at him, “It was looking likely a while ago - how rose-mantic would that have been!!”

Walking through the hotel door, the lobby was deserted except for the lone night porter on reception. Recognising Jon immediately, he nodded in their direction with a discreet smile. Jon returned the smile and steered Jen in the direction of the elevators. Pushing the button, his arm returned to the small of Jenn’s back.

“I may be safe darlin, but you sure as hell aren’t!”

Before she could respond, Jenn found herself in the empty elevator with his lips crushing down on her own. Her body responded to his tongue’s urgent probing, her knees buckling as they both crashed back onto the wall. Her hands flew up to his head, running her fingers through his silky hair, tugging frantically as Jon’s own hands slipped under the hem of her halter neck and slid upwards. He groaned as he felt her hips move toward his own, thrusting involuntarily against his groin. Both were lost in the need for the other’s touch, a burning need for intimacy that screamed aloud. Breaking apart briefly as the elevator reached Jenn’s floor, they stumbled out onto the mercifully deserted corridor. Kissing and fumbling at each other until they reached her door, Jon nibbled on her ear while Jenn searched for her swipe card. Once inside, he kicked the door shut with his heel, all the while showering her in kisses, moving from her lips down her neck and back up again. Jackets and coats were whisked away as they searched for every new piece of skin that wasn’t concealed by clothing. Finding themselves at the foot of Jenn’s bed, they broke apart and stood looking at one another, hands running over one another’s bodies, chests heaving for air.

“You’re beautiful Jennifer O’Neill” he dropped a kiss on her forehead, running his hands down her arms, feeling the toned muscles quiver beneath his touch. Jenn reckoned she was incapable of speech, so blown away she was by the way her body actually ached for his touch. She smiled at him, looking straight into his blue eyes as she kicked her boots off. Not looking away from her for a second, Jon followed suit, toeing his way out of his leather boots, resisting the impulse to grab the woman standing in front of him and give in to his wildest inhibitions. Slowly, she unbuttoned her jeans and let them slide down to her ankles, neatly stepping out of them as they hit the floor. Her stomach was clenching in anticipation as she watched him slowly unbuckle his belt and drop his own jeans to the floor revealing a set of strong, lean legs. Neither spoke now as they moved toward each other, embracing in the dimly lit room. Pushing her gently, he turned to face her as she sat back on the soft bed. Dressed only now in her red halter neck and panties, long legs gleamed in the twilight streaming through the gap in the curtains. Watching as he pulled his shirt over his shoulders, Jenn pulled in a sharp breath as she took in all his masculine glory, strong pectoral muscles broad in their beginnings and leading down to a chiselled abdomen, below which all his manhood strained against the fabric of his boxer shorts. As he leaned across her she fell back on the duvet, bringing her hands up to caress the silky hairs which adorned his chest. A low moan escaped from her throat as she felt his lips upon her neck once more. Jolts of delicious electric tension shot through her core as he moved lower, whispering softly.

“I need to get you naked woman, I can’t stand it anymore.”

Jenn murmured her consent and duly obliged, wriggling out of her top as Jon’s hands slipped around to undo her bra. Scooting further up the bed, she sank back against the pillows, her arms dragging him closer to her. Once again, his lips found that sensitive spot at the base of her neck, hovering for a moment before he continued his quest downwards. His hands gently cupped her breasts, thumbs circling across her nipples which hardened instantly to the extent that they almost hurt. Groaning she dug her heels in and arched her back up to him. She wasn’t sure how much more of this her poor body could take. Having gone so long without a man’s loving touch, her body was going into sexual overload.

Jon felt her muscles quiver and contract beneath his touch and fought to contain his own excitement. Deliberately slowing his kisses, he traced lightly down to her belly button with one finger. She was a glorious sight beside him, her head buried in the pillows, eyes flickering in the semi-darkness. Fistfuls of the sheets were twisted in her hands as she shifted beside him, toes curling and hips swaying at every move he made. A small pair of black panties was all that concealed her from him now and he sashayed further down her body to hook a finger underneath the elastic string. Pulling down gently, her buttocks rose from the bed once more to allow him to slip the now sodden material down her legs. Deciding to prolong her agony a little while longer, he ignored her most intimate place and continued down her legs, kissing and licking until she gasped at him. Glancing up at her face, he was met with a pleading look,

“…..please Jon……..I….can’t….take….”

“What’s wrong baby?”

He grinned wickedly, taking great delight at the obvious effect his actions were causing. In response to his question, she drew her knees upright and widened her legs, exposing her softest tissues.

“…..I…need…you….to….”, she gasped between words.

“S’okay baby, I know what you need….ssshhh now”, he soothed as he worked his way back up the inside of her thighs this time, slowly savouring every salty taste of her. Reaching her slick folds now, he flicked just the tip of his tongue into her juices. She instantly bucked beneath him, her brain no longer connected to her bodily movements. Stars exploded in her eyelids as she felt him probe deeper, sucking softly as he reached her clit. Emotions could no longer be contained as she screamed aloud, an earth-shattering orgasm rushing through her, flooding all senses. Jon gripped her hips with both hands and steadied her as she climaxed, all the while teasing and flickering inside her. Feeling her build again, he replaced his tongue with a finger, then two, slowly stretching and stroking. Coming back to reality, Jenn held in a breath and reached to guide him back up to her. When their eyes locked, she wrapped her thighs around his and deftly guided him free of his own restraints. Free now, his cock sprang up between them, the engorged tip glistening with his own excitement.

“Now…Jon….sweet Jesus now!” She implored him to relieve her of the tension that was rapidly building within her inner walls. Smiling, he bent down and kissed her deeply on the mouth, Jenn could taste herself on his tongue which aroused her all the more if that was possible. Settling his hips between her legs now, Jon nudged at her entrance , thrusting little by little as he entered her slowly. Opening herself to him fully, her muscles closed around him as he found her centre. He gasped himself now at her tightness, the slick juices flowing freely as they slowly began to move as one. Heads bent together, beads of sweat trickled off them both as the crescendo gathered. Simultaneously quickening their thrusts, low moans were emitted from throats as lips and tongues found their partners. Jenn arched against him until she could find no more as he penetrated deeper and deeper with every movement. One further thrust hit the spot and she cried out as her muscles clenched so tight around him, Jon thought he’d died and gone to heaven. Releasing his own load at the same time, he buried himself deep inside her as her muscles swelled over his own, milking him for all it’s worth. Spent now, they collapsed together as one, heartbeats thundering together, chests rising and falling in unison, fingers entwined in fingers.

When she found the will to speak, Jenn breathed quietly,

“Incredible, sweet Jesus Jon!”

“Mmmm, I don’t think we held back did we?” He lifted his head from her shoulder and kissed her softly on her flushed cheeks, “We make a good match darlin’!”

Smiling back at him, she ran her fingers slowly through his hair and soothed them both back into a regular breathing pattern. Just as tiredness threatened to engulf them both, she glanced at the bedside clock. Four thirty blinked back at her as she felt Jon’s head grow heavier on her shoulder. Shit!

“Jon? JON!! Don’t sleep! You gotta go!”

She nudged at his shoulders with her one free hand, the other pinned beneath a very sleepy Jon. Getting no response, she noted with a small smirk the faded superman tattoo on his shoulder. Punching him softly on it, she raised her voice a little,

“Superman!! Rise and shine baby!!”

“Huhhh??” came the sleepy response, “what the hell woman? I put in the performance of my life and you wanna kick me out??” his voice sounded incredulous.

“Honey, I sure don’t want to but I don’t think Steph would be too impressed if you’re missing when she gets up!”

Realising her point, Jon swore softly,

“Goddamm, you’re right.” Groaning he kissed her and rolled off her gently. “Don’t suppose I could chance making it back to my room naked?” He had no idea where any of his clothes were.

Giggling, Jenn threw his shirt at him, “Be my guest but I wouldn’t advise it buddy!!”

Together they found most of his clothes, which he threw on him haphazardly. Grinning he turned and gave her a quick kiss,

“Been a hell of a long time since I had to do a runner from a gal’s hotel room!!”

“Glad to hear it Superman! Now go on, get!!”

Sharing one last lingering kiss at the door, Jon stroked her cheek with a hand.

“See you in a few hours baby!”

Opening the door, he took a quick look both ways down the corridor. Seeing the coast was clear, he flashed Jenn a cheeky grin and was gone. Shutting the door softly, she made her way back to the dishevelled remains of her bed and crawled back under the sheets. Smiling to herself, she breathed in his musky scent and drifted off into a very satisfied and peaceful sleep.