Chapter Twenty Five

Stretching uncomfortably, Jon yawned and opened his eyes blearily. In completely unfamiliar surroundings, he slowly took in the weight on his left shoulder and the steady breathing of someone beside him. Smiling he blew a few wisps of Jenn’s hair off his face and struggled to remove himself from under her. She was face down on the pillow, her left arm draped across his chest, her left leg thrown across his own legs and she was sleeping like the dead! Gently he eased himself out from beneath her and propped himself up on his side to look over at her. Her face was completely hidden by a mass of untidy brown locks, twisted and tangled from their fiery reunion earlier, her shoulders rounded and gently rising with each breath she took, a sheet half twisted around her waist leaving her ass and long legs bare. Reaching out he stroked a finger down her thigh and blew a warm breath at her neck, ruffling the wavy curls there. Getting no response he smirked and brought his fingers lightly up along her side, pausing to tickle her gently on the underside of her ribcage. She reacted by jerking her right arm up in an attempt to swat him away and mumbled something completely incoherent into her pillow.

“Jenn baby??”

“Mnnptttsmm”

Smiling he shook his head and gave her a gentle but insistent prod with his finger,

“Wake up baby!”

Groaning loudly, she twisted away from him and buried her head further into the pillows,

“What???? Go awaaaaaaaay!!”

Another finger prod followed this time square in the middle of her back,

“You need to wake up baby! it’s only seven pm, you’ll never sleep tonight - c’mon! C’mere to me!”

Leaning over her, he snuggled into her neck, nibbling gently at the earlobe he found,

“I can think of much better things to do other than sleeping anyway!”

“Ohhhhh Godddd, you evil man, what’ve you done to me, I feel like I’m drugged! Five more mins??”

“Deal, five minutes and not a second more! I’m gonna go get us a drink, and woman I expect you to be fully functional when I return!”

Grinning wickedly he threw the sheets off and pulled his jeans on. Hearing no more words of protest from Jenn, he headed for the kitchen and pulled a bottle of water from the fridge. Popping the cap off it he washed away the taste of the earlier takeout. The sun had dipped low in the sky and was casting out russet streaks which filtered through the trees surrounding the back of the house. Sighing contentedly he wandered out to the decking, his bare feet moving silently as he gathered up their lunch remains. Flinging the cardboard boxes in the trash and placing the empty wine bottles on the counter, he flipped the coffee percolator on reckoning his little Irish girl was gonna need something stronger than water to bring her back to her senses.

Hearing movement from within the bedroom he crossed over to the living area and switched on the sports channel. He ought to have been feeling as tired as Jenn obviously was with all the travel catching up on them, never mind the extra curricular activities they had partaken in earlier but he felt as bright as a cuckoo. There was just something so refreshing about her, he felt like a kid when he was around her, never mind a guy on the wrong side of forty. Digging out his cell from the pocket of his jeans, it blinked with several new messages. Groaning slightly he opened them feeling slightly relieved to see they were all from Richie.

3.50 pm Where are you? Call me!

 

4.55pm Are u dead?? CALL ME!

 

6.00pm C’mon man, call me back, Obie wants to go for beers in Joe’s at nine??

 

6.30pm Not cool bro, where the fuck are you??

 

Laughing he shot a quick text back,

7.10pm Chill man, I been busy, not sure about tonight, gimme five mins?

 

The reply back was instant;

7.11pm Bored outta my fucking mind, what’s to think about? C’mon you owe me after pissing off to leprechaun country for weeks! See you at nine - FINAL

 

Groaning he threw the phone down beside him on the couch and raked his hands through his hair. Fucking Sambora was like a dog without a bone when he was bored, almost as bad as he himself was occasionally. Soft hands suddenly joined his own and he felt a warm breath on his forehead.

“Good evening handsome!”

Jenn smiled down at him running her hands down the back of his neck, levelling out over his shoulders. Growling in appreciation, he let his head roll from side to side as her fingers worked their way between his muscles.

“Hey there sleepyhead! God that feels good!”

 

Leaning down to plant a kiss on his forehead Jenn smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry, my clock is completely whacked and you did kind of give me a good work out earlier!”

Jon chuckled and eased himself up off the couch to pull her to him. Squeezing her tight, he brushed her lips with his own;

“Plenty more of that to come babe, gotta build up your stamina!”

Winking he strolled over to the kitchen and poured out two cups of steaming coffee. Passing one to Jenn, he took in her appearance as she gratefully sipped from the hot liquid. Wearing only a light pink cotton robe, her lean thighs lead down to impressively toned calf muscles. She had piled her hair up in a scruffy knot on the top of her head and he wanted nothing more than to take her back to bed right there and then.

“Mmmnnn good coffee Mr Bongiovi, damn good!”

 She smacked her lips together in appreciation and grinned as she registered the cleanup he had done on the deck.

 “And you clean up too! You can most definitely stay!”

Looking wounded Jon clasped his hand to his heart,

“And here was me thinking it was my talents between the sheets that had impressed you!!”

Laughing lightly, Jenn thought for a moment,

“Well you just can’t beat a housetrained man! Don’t care how mind blowing the sex is!”

Smirking at him she flopped into a corner of the couch hugging her coffee.

“God, Monday tomorrow already! Time to get to work properly!”

Curling up beside her Jon let his free hand idle over her knee,

“Well actually I have a proposition for you first!”

“You want MORE sex??”

 She stared at him in wonder and grinned,

“Marvellous!”

Chuckling he inched his fingers further up her leg, sliding under the robe to lightly tickle the inside of her thigh.

“Well obviously yes I had planned on that for later but we’ve been invited out first!”

He looked at her slyly from the corner of his eye and waited for her reaction.

“WE?? As in you……..and ………me?” she looked at him worriedly.

“Eh Jon, nobody knows that you and I are a ‘we’ do they??”

“Well no not really. The guys want me to meet them for a few drinks later and I was hoping you’d come along and meet them?”

Jenn was quiet for a moment, she hadn’t realised quite how much she was enjoying herself in this little bubble which involved no one else except her and Jon. She didn’t know if she was ready to jump in a bit deeper. Everything was already flying at cyber speed and it was unsettling to say the least.

“Sure you don’t need me tagging along on a guys night out, go ahead and meet them, I need to get an early night anyway.” She eyed him speculatively over her coffee mug.

“Hey, I said you had me for the evening and I meant it!” Jon leaned closer and kissed her softly. He had seen the panic fly through her eyes and now regretted suggesting they go out. He kept forgetting this was a whole new world for her. Smiling he gently prised the coffee from her hands, “Now where did we leave off earlier?”

She gasped as he deftly undid her robe, baring her to the cool air. Shivers of excitement jolted her body as she felt his tongue snaking it’s way down the valley of her chest, his hands squeezing and kneading alternately. This man was going to be the death of her, she had never felt this alive ever. Nerve endings exploded as she felt his hot breath between her legs, the tip of his tongue darting teasingly back and forth. Biting her lip to suppress a moan, she arched her back to thrust her hips forward, curling her toes as he lapped at her juices. “Jesus Jon, don’t stop…!”

Growling softly, he grasped her hips firmly and pulled her lower on the couch. Continuing his exploration on her velvety folds, he probed deeper and deeper, feeling her convulse around him. She was soaking for him and he felt his groin stirring with anticipation. Glancing up, he saw her head thrust back against the cushions, eyes closed, mouth parted slightly, lips moist. Adding a finger to his exploits, he watched as she cried out and jumped at his touch. Her eyes flew open and connected with his and in an instant their lips crashed together, her legs wrapped around his waist. Abandonment flew out the window as he lifted her in one swoop off the couch and laid her on the floor none too gently. Eyes wild with fire, she tugged at the buttons on his jeans and released him to stand at full attention. Pushing her back against the cool timbers of the floor he hovered between her legs, embracing the moment before he plunged deep inside, burying himself within her as far as he could go. An almost guttural cry escaped her lungs as she squeezed her legs tight around him, every muscle straining with the effort. Locked together they began to move as one, a slow rhythmic dance that built in intensity until they could both stand no more. Sweat was running freely down Jon’s back as he grasped her legs and pushed them wide so he could delve deeper with every thrust. His balls were fit to burst as he relentlessly pounded her, the only sound in the room of skin slapping against skin, the low background murmur of the television drowned out. Jenn reached for him, grabbing the strong muscles of his arms as she gave in to the crescendo building in her body, a delicious warmth spread around her belly while sparks ran up her spine. Jon gave an almighty groan as he plunged into her one last time, expelling his load with such force that he was quite sure there wasn’t a drop left within him. Collapsing as his arms gave way he sucked at her neck, trying to catch his breath as they both lay in a sweaty tangled mess.

“Sweet Jesus, I think we’re gonna kill each other if we keep this up!”

Jenn lay beneath him, gasping great lungfuls of air as she felt their heartbeats pound wildly against one another.

“What a way to go though huh?” she giggled and kissed him as he lifted his head to look at her. Still breathless he brushed the hair away from her forehead that was sticky with sweat. Conscious he was pinning her beneath him, he rolled off her slightly and smiled sweetly.

“How does house training compare now?”