An hour later and the only remnants of the pizza they had
shared were the crumbs that Rachel was chasing around the plate with her
finger. She had filled Jon in on all the rest of the details of her trip, her
visit with her parents, Nick’s family and of course the funeral. Sucking the
last of the spicy tomato sauce from her finger, she leaned back happily in the
booth seat and smiled contentedly at Jon.
“This feels so good…..to just be able to sit with you and do
something normal!”
Grinning, Jon nodded in agreement and took a swallow of his
beer. “I gotta tell you, you are nothing like the ‘Ice Queen’ I met that day
trespassing on my road. This trip has been good for you – I noticed the
difference in you before you even stepped off the plane!”
Blushing, Rachel tipped her head to one side and shrugged.
“Yes, well may I just say ‘Jovi Air’ has Southwest beat any day – hands down!
And by the way…..I was NOT an ‘Ice Queen’!”
Jon snorted in amusement. “Uh yeah baby – you WERE. It
bordered on ‘total bitch’ actually but you were so cute I overlooked the bitch
factor in the hopes of getting into your panties and then once I got a hold of
what was in those panties……..well I decided I liked a bit of bitch!”
Rachel bit back a retort as the waitress cheerily laid the
bill on the table. Reaching for it before Jon could grasp it, she waved it
victoriously in the air. “Nope, dinner is on me – you provided transportation
for me from California so I’ll buy dinner.” Winking at his surprise, she pulled
out her purse. “I wanna keep things even!”
“That’s awfully generous of you baby!” Chortling, Jon
smirked as he drained the last of his beer. Now that she’d gotten all her
thoughts out, ‘fun’ Rachel was back in town and he was enjoying her immensely.
As she pulled the money from her purse, Rachel smiled
sweetly across the table at him. “I know…..I’m just a giving person that way!”
Gathering their things, they walked arm in arm back to the
parking lot, Jon’s breath warm against her cheek as he smirked conspiratorially
at her. “So you’re in a giving mood huh?”
“Oh yeah! I’m getting into the holiday spirit a little early
this year – I believe it’s better to give than receive!”
“Lucky me!” Arriving at the car, he bumped her gently
against the passenger door to give her ass a cheeky little squeeze. Not caring
whether anybody was watching, he nipped her lips subtly before dipping his
tongue in between them for a taste of what he had so badly missed.
Rachel responded with a nibble of her own that left him
hungry for more before she smoothly slid from beneath his arms into the
passenger seat and gazed up at him coyly. “Oh yeah, you’re gonna feel lucky
alright – soooooo lucky! So you wanna do this thing right here or are you gonna
take me home?”
Jon grinned down at her as he leaned against the open door.
“Is both an option? Can I do you right here in the parking lot and THEN take
you home and do you again?”
Cool as a breeze Rachel shrugged and hit the lever to send
her seat into a reclined position. “Sure, I’m easy….here……there…….anywhere –
or, hell – EVERYWHERE……just c’mon already!!”
Groaning at the sight of her toned thighs that led to the
slim line cut of her long boots, Jon sucked in a deep breath and shook his head
as he shut the door. The devil incarnate was sitting in the front seat of his
car and he fully intended to do wicked things just as soon as he got her
home…….very wicked things.
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“You’re on my side of the bed rockstar!”
Jerking his eyes open from his semi slumbered state, Jon
smiled lazily as he drank in the sight before him. Wearing the silk robe he’d
bought for her stay in the city apartment, the cinch tied in a loose bow at her
waist and with her hair lying softly about her shoulders, Rachel stood with one
hand on her hip smirking down at him.
“Uh, no I’m not – I always sleep on this side of the bed!”
When he lifted his hand to hook a finger into the tied
cinch, Rachel clasped it firmly with her own hand stopping his advances any
further with raised eyebrows. The green depths of her eyes glittered with
amusement at the puzzled look on Jon’s face.
“You have never slept
on this side of the bed with me.”
Jon hoisted himself up in the bed to bury his other hand
under her robe, grinning with delight when as he suspected, he found nothing
but soft, creamy skin underneath.
“Well….now that you mention it, I guess we usually just
sleep where we fall, don’t we?”
Sucking in a breath from his touch, Rachel giggled softly as
she leaned into his touch.
“So…….scoot over then!”
Running one fingertip through the soft nest of curls that
were at his eye level, Jon watched as she quivered from his touch. Excitement
surged through his blood at the thought of what lay ahead.
“And just exactly why do you get to be the one who wins this
side of the bed?”
“Because I’m the
girl!”
Chuckling Jon rolled his eyes as he continued to let his
finger roll a lazy circle between her thighs, just barely dipping into the
warmth that he knew was waiting for him. She was literally putty in his hands
and he liked it.
“Why is it that women claim to want equality but they still
want us to open the door, take out the trash, carry the heavy boxes……”
“Oh shit!” Interrupting him, Rachel jerked herself away from
his touch and shot him a panicked look.
“Did you unload the car? My Mom’s pies need to go in the
freezer!”
Undeterred, Jon reached behind to cup her ass firmly,
dragging her back to stand before him so he could continue his teasing touch.
“Why is it my job to unload your stuff
from the car?”
Unable to help herself, Rachel shook her head numbly as fire
began to dance in her belly from his slow, torturous movements. “Because you’re the guy……. Seriously……you just
left all my stuff in the car?”
She let out a muffled squeak when she was suddenly tumbled
onto the bed by a pair of strong hands and found herself staring up at Jon’s
victorious face. His breath was warm on her cheeks as he hovered tantalisingly
above her, his voice low and smug.
“I unloaded all your crap already.”
“What about my Mom’s pies?”
“In the freezer. I have
been married before……I know my job – question is……do you know yours?”
Grinning, Rachel squirmed happily beneath him and let her
fingertips dance lightly across his chest.
“Yeah, my job is to complain that I have a headache from
travelling all day and that I'm too tired to do anything but go to sleep!” She
stopped to screw her eyes shut in concentration and then smirked back up at
him. “Oh…….and then I think I'm supposed to ask if you’ll ‘hold’ me while I fall fast asleep safe in your
arms!”
“You forgot to mention that you’re supposed to refuse to
give me a blow job because it’s ‘gross’.”
The dark crimson blush that coloured Rachel’s cheeks beneath
her sparkling eyes made Jon chuckle as he hovered above her. “But then those
words would never come out of your mouth would they Rach?” Lowering his head to
graze her lips with his stubbled chin, he edged a knee between her quivering
legs, his voice raspy with seduction. “You like to give it as much as any man
likes to receive it don’t you? If you didn't…….well then you wouldn't be so
good at it.”
Unable to resist, Rachel wriggled deeper into the mattress
beneath her, willingly inviting him to nestle his groin between her legs. She
could feel his hard length beneath his briefs as he brushed against her middle
and excitement danced through her belly. Lifting a finger to trace the outline
of his parted lips, she dipped one inside for him to suck on.
“Depends on the man……a woman knows if she can really cut
loose with a man in bed or if she has to refrain a little…..”
Sitting up slightly Jon gazed down at her. “And which kind
am I?”
“Dunno yet!”
“Whaddya MEAN you don’t know yet?” Eyes wide in mock hurt,
Jon huffed in pretend indignation. “You’re a closet freak aren’t you? Admit
it!”
Grinning, Rachel shrugged. “Like I said – it depends on the
man! Any woman can turn into a freak when she has absolute security with a
man.”
“Absolute security huh?” Frowning slightly, Jon considered
what she had said. As much as he wanted to ravage the woman beneath him, she
had a way with words that made him sit up and think for a moment. “So that’s
the band of gold and the white picket fence?”
“Depends on the woman.”
Pressing her, Jon stared deep into her eyes. “Is that what
absolute security is for you? Marriage?”
“Seriously Jon!” Impatient for more, Rachel let her fingers
tug at the waistband of his briefs. “Are you trying to have a serious
conversation with me when I'm horny?”
Jon shuddered when he felt her lithe little fingers slide
around his girth and tug non too gently. Surrendering to the blood surging
around his groin, he let himself glide into her hands. “That depends, are you
trying to avoid a serious conversation by distracting me with sex?”
He got his answer when, with an evil smirk Rachel arched her
legs up to toe his briefs off the cheeks of his ass and pushed them to his knees,
giggling when he kicked himself free into her waiting hands. Gently stroking
him, she licked her lips slowly.
“Maybe you should distract me with sex and try get a serious
answer out of me just before I come…….that’s the only time I'm vulnerable …… unless I've had a hit or two off a joint
and then it’s impossible for me to
lie or evade your annoying questions!”
Eyes semi closed in pleasure, Jon snorted in disbelief.
“ You've never smoked a joint in your life – you were a ‘good’ girl – I’d bet
big money on it!”
“And yet you seem content enough to spend lots of time with
me!”
Swollen with need, Jon balanced himself on one strong
forearm to let his other hand wander between her legs, the wet heat coating his
fingers instantly as he stroked her clit. “And what should that tell me?”
Gasping as she bucked against his touch, Rachel released her
hold on his cock and wrapping her legs around his waist, twisted them both to
the side effectively tossing Jon to his back and impaling herself on him in one
swift motion. Conversation time was over! Writhing in pleasure she tossed her
hair over her shoulder and smirked down at his shocked expression.
“Stick to playing the guitar Jon – you’ll go broke as a
gambler!”
Groaning as she ground herself against him, her slick walls
fully encasing him, Jon grinned up at her as he dug his fingers into her
rotating hips. “I’ll let you get by with that move because you do it so well!”
“You’ll let me get by with it because you didn't have a choice!”
Fighting against the building pressure in his balls, Jon
screwed his eyes shut and muttered through clenched teeth as Rachel continued
her rhythmic, evil assault. He was pretty sure that move had to be illegal in
some country somewhere but he loved it, he couldn't remember feeling this horny
and satisfied all at the same time ever.
“Bullshit! I will ALWAYS drive the bedroom bus………get used to
it baby!”
Fighting for breath as her heart hammered wildly in her
chest, Rachel tried her best to ignore the familiar jolts of electricity that
were beginning to zing around her core, warning of the orgasm that she knew was
gathering strength with every slick slide of Jon’s cock deep within her.
Rolling her hips and watching with amusement as Jon bit his lower lip and
groaned, she gasped out between thrusts;
“Really baby? You think you’re driving THIS bus? Looks to me
like you’re in the passenger seat, trying to hold on for the wild ride.”
“I can hold on for this ride as long as you need……” About to
tip over the edge, Jon faltered and grabbed her hips firmly with his fingers.
“DON’T MOVE…….” Chest heaving he stared her straight in the eyes, willing the
fiery impulses in his balls to recede just a little bit longer. “Just be still
for one second while I……..”
Rachel gazed down at him innocently as the tension in his
neck subsided a little until she gave her pelvic muscles a wicked squeeze. “You
mean don’t move like this? Weren't you just saying you could hold on for as
long as you need to?”
“Christ!” Groaning as small beads of perspiration began to
form on his brow, Jon stared up at her pleadingly. “You can’t work me like this
and expect me to just be able to lay here and take it! It’s been too long….”
Deciding this little game had gone on quite long enough, he grasped her firmly
by the hips and flipped them both, smirking at the surprised gasp Rachel made
as she landed beneath him. “Since you deprived me of any other women – you have
to play fair!”
With the ball firmly back in his own court, Jon eased himself
inside just a little deeper, he knew she was about two seconds away from
becoming totally unhinged from the blush that was becoming increasingly more
crimson with every slow thrust. Dropping his head to run the edge of his tongue
over a pert nipple, he felt her shudder beneath him when he added a finger to
lightly play with her clit, small feathery flicks that he knew drove her wild.
Sure enough, her hips began to buck uncontrollably as she arched her back and
thrashed her head from side to side on the pillow. Despite panting a little
with the exertion, he couldn't suppress the smug satisfaction he felt as he
watched her come undone.
“Go for it baby……ride that wave.”
Unable to hold himself back any longer as her walls
convulsed repeatedly around him, he slammed into her once more and exhaled
loudly as his own release finally came. Collapsing to one side of her, he
kissed her softly on the cheek and pushed a few strands of fair hair off her
slick forehead.
“I told you I
could hold out as long as you needed me to.”
Still fighting for breath, Rachel rolled her eyes. “You cheated.
You don’t get to hit every one of my hot buttons at once and claim victory!”
“Don’t be a poor sport just because I played the game better
than you did baby!” Chortling he pulled her close to him, moulding their naked
bodies together as their heart rates slowly began to decrease.
“And by the way…..with
THAT victory little girl, the King claims THIS side of the bed!”
I might be speechless here. Ahem...WELL DONE! :) And here's to 50 more chapters!!
ReplyDeleteAll I'm gonna say is I'm dripping with sweat that was a hell of a ride between the two of them nicely done but I expect it!!!! And bring on the next 50 for sure!!!!
ReplyDeleteHot DAMN! Well done indeed. Except for the boxers. That man and underwear don't mix. Kinda like oil and water. :) Naked Jonny is best. :)
ReplyDeleteHot damn..bring on the next 50 :-)
ReplyDeleteSexy chapter! Jon REALLY wanted to have a conversation about marriage when he hasn't even told her that he's in love with her?? Goofball
ReplyDeleteHe didn't have a conversation with her about marriage per se... he asked her if marriage was HER definition of 'absolute security'. Big difference. She is FINALLY letting him inside her head just a little.
DeleteYes, you are right. It just sounded to me like he stopped to think about marriage being absolute security to her in a moment that you would think he would only be thinking about himself and getting laid.hahaha
DeleteVery HOT chapter on a very HOT Aussie day....might go take another cool shower about now....lol..
ReplyDeleteJulie
So are we on a once a week posting schedule???
ReplyDeleteCan we please get another chapter? :-)
ReplyDeleteWe are attempting a once weekly posting schedule but inevitably there will be times when real life time constraints will get in the way - fear not, we will always do our best to post when we can! Thank you for all your great comments and encouragement! Lots more to come from Jon and Rachel! :) xx
ReplyDeletewoohoo! It's Sunday!!!! :)
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Hi girls! Think we will get a post today???
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THIS STORY, BUT WAITING FOR A NEW CHAPTER FOR SO LONG CAN BE A BUZZ KILL. WILL WE BEING SEEING MORE TO THIS WONDERFUL STORY SOON?????
ReplyDeleteBegging!
ReplyDeleteCan we please get an update tonight?
I promise that as soon as the next chapter is ready to post - it will be posted! :)
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