Friday, December 14, 2007

Chapter 17


After Frannie got Sophie settled, Jon arranged for them to have dinner in his sitting room. He lit the fire and they enjoyed a quiet meal, enjoying each other’s company and talking about the events of the last few days. “Jon?” He looked over at Frannie, “what?” “Do you think we could go to my house tomorrow? I need some things for Sophie and myself, not to mention I’d like to have my car.”

He thought for a minute, trying to remember what was on his schedule for the day. “I have the morning free; we can do it first thing if you want.” Frannie nodded, “that would be fine, the sooner I get it over with the better.”

They finished their meal in comfortable silence, taking their wine and moving to the sofa when they were through. They had had so much upheaval lately that the quiet was welcoming and calming. After taking the last swallow of wine, Jon set his glass on the coffee table and stretched out along the couch, in a pose much like the one he was in when Frannie had painted him. He nudged her with his foot, “come here” he whispered when she looked at him. Frannie set her glass down and moved so she was reclining against him, his arms wrapped around her.

They lay watching the fire; Jon’s hand lightly caressing her arm. “Frannie?” Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the closeness, “hmmm?” “After your show next weekend I have some free time, would you like to go away somewhere?” Her eyes fluttered open, “I think I’d like that, but what about Sophie?” He tilted her face so he could see her, “we could take her and Geena with us, how does that sound?” Frannie smiled, “that sounds perfect. Where did you have in mind?” He thought for a minute; “do you have a passport?” He felt her head nod against his chest “I do.” “Okay, how about Turks and Caicos?”

He had been to these particular Caribbean Islands before and had thoroughly enjoyed his time there. It was a place where they could recharge and spend some quality alone time together without any worries. Frannie’s smile broadened, “I’ve always wanted to go there. I like the way you think Mr. Bon Jovi.” He waggled his eyebrows at here, “really? Then you’re gonna love this.” He leaned down and kissed her, tracing her lips with his tongue.

Frannie parted her lips and Jon’s tongue slid inside, tasting her, catching her low moan as they shared a long slow kiss. Shifted against him so they were face to face; Jon’s arms still wrapped around her. They lay there, kissing, nipping, nibbling and caressing each other until they were both ready to explode. Frannie could feel his erection pressing against her as he urged her off of him.

Jon led her into his bedroom, slowly stripping her of her clothes as they got closer to the bed. When he got to the lacy red bra and matching panties he stopped and let out a low whistle, “do you know how much that turns me on?” She looked down at herself and then back at him, “the red, the lace or the fact that it matches?” He raked his eyes over her again before meeting hers, “yes.” He tugged her to him and as his mouth came down on hers she could feel his hands sliding up and down her back. Her hands made a journey of their own, to the buttons of his shirt, opening them for the second time that day. She pulled her mouth from his as she pushed the shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, making him take his hands off of her.

As his shirt fell to the floor Frannie moved around him, tracing the “S” of the superman tattoo with the tip of her tongue, kissing across his shoulders, tracing the bulls head tattoo, all the while letting her hands roam over him. When she was standing in front of him again he opened his eyes in time to watch her run the tip of her tongue over one very hard male nipple just before she sucked lightly on it. Groaning his approval he ran his hand through the silky brown waves of her hair and down her back, releasing the catch of her bra. Frannie moved enough for her bra to fall to the floor then continued her assault on him, kissing up his chest, nipping at his adam’s apple, finally reaching his mouth. As they got lost in the kiss Jon filled his hands with Frannie’s breasts, kneading and teasing, lightly pinching the hardened tips.

As Jon’s hands kept themselves busy Frannie’s found the button on his pants and as she let them fall to his ankles her hands coasted over the smooth hardness of his ass. “God Jon your ass is amazing” she whimpered against his mouth. He ran his hands down her sides and around her waist, letting them slip inside her panties, cupping her ass. “Your’s ain’t so bad either baby.” He urged her onto the bed, kicking free of his pants before climbing up next to her. He slid her panties off and kissed his way up her legs, her scent drawing him in. With the first touch of her tongue on her she arched up off the bed. “JON!” she cried out as her orgasm came over her that quickly. She had been more than ready since their encounter in the sun room earlier that day.

Jon crawled up over her, kissing and licking his way to her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers as he slid into her. He groaned into her mouth as she fisted around him. “God you feel so good baby.” For long moments he didn’t move, savoring the feeling of her all around him, her thighs gripping his hips, her arms around his shoulders. When she started shifting her hips under him he moved, slowly at first, only increasing his pace when she nearly begged him for it. “Please Jon.” He kissed her neck, “please what baby?” She moved her hands from his shoulders, cupping his face and bringing his gaze to hers, “faster babe, harder, please.” He nipped at her mouth, “whatever you want baby” and he shifted, pulling her hip higher and moved faster, drove into her harder, sending her over the edge. Watching her come apart pushed him to his own release and he collapsed down onto her, rolling to his side so as not to crush her.

They lay in a tangled heap on the bed, their breathing slowly settling. Frannie raised her head from his chest, “that was some celebration babe.” He chuckled as he hugged her close.

4 comments:

Starr said...

What a great chapter! I thoroughly enjoyed this one!

Loved the part when you wrote:

“the red, the lace or the fact that it matches?” He raked his eyes over her again before meeting hers, “yes.”

LOL!

The sex was sensual, hot and amazing!

And their going to the Caribbean! Can't wait to read about that!

Nice job Steph and look forward to the next installment!

Joviswoman said...

That was wonderful Steph!

Wooohooo going on holiday together.

Can't wait, little sex on the beach?? Well they'll have to drink SOMETHING! lmao.

G xx

The Goddess Hathor said...

I echo mah sistahs: fantastic chapter. Hot encounter, and awww, going on vacay with the little one. Very sweet. Thanks for this chapter, and looking forward to a little Caribbean Interlude!

jonsguttergirl said...

Not to sound like a broken record lol...but Great chapter. Very sexy.

I'd love to be in the Caribbean right about now. lol