Jon set his overnight bag down by the front door. As he was rifling through his papers for the meeting he called up the stairs, “Frannie, I’ve got to go.” He was putting everything in his laptop carrier when he heard her, “I’m coming.” He turned and smiled when he saw her with her overnight bag and messenger bag slung over her shoulder.
“You’re sure?” She nodded her head, “yes.” He and Frannie had gone over her leaving Sophie overnight several times and she hadn’t made a decision before falling asleep. Jon hadn’t seen her for most of the morning either and he was sure he would be making the trip alone.
When Frannie reached the bottom he took her bag and laid a kiss on her lips. “I’m glad you decided to come with me.” He looked her up and down, “you look cute in that jersey too.” She was wearing dark jeans, a long-sleeved black t-shirt and her #7 Graziani jersey over the top. She kissed him back and teased, “if you think this is cute, you should see what’s under it.” She turned to get her jacket and Jon pressed in right behind her, there was no mistaking his arousal as he moved his hips against her. He moved her hair to bare her neck and kissed up to her ear, “you did that on purpose.” She turned her head and caught his mouth, “I have no idea what you are talking about.” He saw the heat flare in her eyes, “liar. Let’s go before I throw you down right here in the foyer and have my wicked way with you.”
She pressed up against him and kissed him once more before grabbing her jacket, “do you think Tony will sign my jersey for me?” Jon laughed at the abrupt change of subject, “I’m sure he would be more than happy to. Now, are you ready?” Frannie looked back up the stairs, she had spent the morning with Sophie and Geena had assured her time and again that they would be fine. She looked over at Jon, “get me out of here before I change my mind.”
The ride to Philly was uneventful and Jon tried to keep Frannie’s mind off of Sophie. He laid his hand on her thigh and gave a gentle squeeze, “she’ll be fine babe, don’t worry.” Frannie sighed and laced her fingers with his on her leg, “I know, but it doesn’t make me miss her any less.” Jon slid his hand higher on her leg, “I might be able to help you out there.” She looked over at him, the lust in his eyes matched the fire burning in hers, “you just keep your eyes on the road and” she slid their hands down her leg, “your hand right there Mister.” Jon glanced at her face, seeing that her eyes belied her tone, “how about if I put my hand here?” He moved their hands to his lap, making sure hers was against his rapidly growing erection. She moved her hand on him and he stepped on the accelerator.
They arrived at the hotel faster than Jon could ever remember making the trip. Frannie’s hand hadn’t left his lap and he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to walk into the hotel.
As soon as Jon put the car in park, Frannie was out and waiting for him to pop the trunk. Jon was chuckling as he pulled his coat around himself, thanking whatever god made him decide on the longer one today. They walked to the reservation desk and it was as if the clerk had been expecting them. She smiled at them, handed him his key and they headed straight to the elevators. “Jon, that was the fastest check in I’ve ever experienced.” He punched the button for their floor and dragged her to him as the door closed, “they always have a room available for me. Now shut up and kiss me.” As he lowered his head she raised hers and their mouths met in a fiery kiss.
When the door opened on their floor they broke apart, grabbed their things and nearly ran toward his room. Jon got the door open and ushered Frannie in ahead of him. She no sooner set her bags down then Jon was right behind her, pressing himself against her. He moved her hair and his mouth was on her neck as his arms slid around her and his hands worked their way under her shirt. His hand slid from the soft skin at her waist to the button on her jeans. Every pass of his mouth on her neck had Frannie growing even wetter. Jon slid her jeans down and she kicked them off as he opened his own. The teasing in the car had left him so hard it almost hurt. He leaned Frannie over the table and was in her with one quick hard thrust. He drove into her over and over, driving her to the edge and over. She cried out as her climax crashed over her and, as she tightened around him, he let go and followed her down.
Jon rested his forehead on her shoulder as he fought for breath. He could hear Frannie’s labored breathing as she rested on the table top. He heard her whimper as he slid from her. He helped her stand and held her against him, “are you all right, I didn’t hurt you did I?” She kissed his chest before looking up at him and he was surprised to find a tear on her cheek. “Baby?” He was concerned. She brought a hand up and caressed his face, “I’ve never been wanted like that before. It was amazing.” His concern changed to a chuckle and he kissed her forehead. “Then obviously the men you were with were all wrong for you.” He kissed her again and released her, dragging up his jeans that had only made it to the tops of his knees. “We’ve got to go baby. I’m going to be late.”
He headed to the bathroom and Frannie grabbed a few tissues to clean up a bit. She had just pulled on her panties when Jon came back in the room and groaned. “A thong, that’s what you were wearing under there?” Frannie turned jeans in hand and nodded, “yea.” He closed the space between them, “what does it say?” She smiled, and let him get right in front of her as he finally made out “Got Soul?” across the front of it. “Nice. It’s even the right color combination.” Frannie pulled her jeans on, “so’s my bra.”
The ride to Philly was uneventful and Jon tried to keep Frannie’s mind off of Sophie. He laid his hand on her thigh and gave a gentle squeeze, “she’ll be fine babe, don’t worry.” Frannie sighed and laced her fingers with his on her leg, “I know, but it doesn’t make me miss her any less.” Jon slid his hand higher on her leg, “I might be able to help you out there.” She looked over at him, the lust in his eyes matched the fire burning in hers, “you just keep your eyes on the road and” she slid their hands down her leg, “your hand right there Mister.” Jon glanced at her face, seeing that her eyes belied her tone, “how about if I put my hand here?” He moved their hands to his lap, making sure hers was against his rapidly growing erection. She moved her hand on him and he stepped on the accelerator.
They arrived at the hotel faster than Jon could ever remember making the trip. Frannie’s hand hadn’t left his lap and he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to walk into the hotel.
As soon as Jon put the car in park, Frannie was out and waiting for him to pop the trunk. Jon was chuckling as he pulled his coat around himself, thanking whatever god made him decide on the longer one today. They walked to the reservation desk and it was as if the clerk had been expecting them. She smiled at them, handed him his key and they headed straight to the elevators. “Jon, that was the fastest check in I’ve ever experienced.” He punched the button for their floor and dragged her to him as the door closed, “they always have a room available for me. Now shut up and kiss me.” As he lowered his head she raised hers and their mouths met in a fiery kiss.
When the door opened on their floor they broke apart, grabbed their things and nearly ran toward his room. Jon got the door open and ushered Frannie in ahead of him. She no sooner set her bags down then Jon was right behind her, pressing himself against her. He moved her hair and his mouth was on her neck as his arms slid around her and his hands worked their way under her shirt. His hand slid from the soft skin at her waist to the button on her jeans. Every pass of his mouth on her neck had Frannie growing even wetter. Jon slid her jeans down and she kicked them off as he opened his own. The teasing in the car had left him so hard it almost hurt. He leaned Frannie over the table and was in her with one quick hard thrust. He drove into her over and over, driving her to the edge and over. She cried out as her climax crashed over her and, as she tightened around him, he let go and followed her down.
Jon rested his forehead on her shoulder as he fought for breath. He could hear Frannie’s labored breathing as she rested on the table top. He heard her whimper as he slid from her. He helped her stand and held her against him, “are you all right, I didn’t hurt you did I?” She kissed his chest before looking up at him and he was surprised to find a tear on her cheek. “Baby?” He was concerned. She brought a hand up and caressed his face, “I’ve never been wanted like that before. It was amazing.” His concern changed to a chuckle and he kissed her forehead. “Then obviously the men you were with were all wrong for you.” He kissed her again and released her, dragging up his jeans that had only made it to the tops of his knees. “We’ve got to go baby. I’m going to be late.”
He headed to the bathroom and Frannie grabbed a few tissues to clean up a bit. She had just pulled on her panties when Jon came back in the room and groaned. “A thong, that’s what you were wearing under there?” Frannie turned jeans in hand and nodded, “yea.” He closed the space between them, “what does it say?” She smiled, and let him get right in front of her as he finally made out “Got Soul?” across the front of it. “Nice. It’s even the right color combination.” Frannie pulled her jeans on, “so’s my bra.”
His eyes widened and he reached for her shirt. He hadn’t noticed that because he hadn’t taken the time to get her shirt off of her. He lifted the front of her shirt and glanced at her, “great, I’m gonna have a hard on for the rest of the day now. Thanks a lot.” Frannie smirked, “that’s your own fault. You didn’t have to look you know.” He dropped her shirt and planted a kiss in her lips, “just wait til later babe.” He let her straighten herself out and watched as she pulled her hair back into a low ponytail. “Ready?” Frannie pulled her shoes on, grabbed her bag and her jacket and tucked her arm into his, “all set.” Together they headed over to the arena
5 comments:
Glad Frannie decided to go; I kinda had the feeling she would ;o). Long coat indeed; that made me laugh. Great scene in the hotel room, and her lingerie choice had me smiling, too. Great chapter, Steph!
Yeah... that was a hot scene of her being Jonny pounded over a freakin table for cryin' out loud! LOL!
Sexxxxxyyyyyy!!!!
Great chapter, and I too thought her lingerie was cool and clever!
Nice work Steph! :)
Loved the chapter.
Can't wait to read more.
Sheena
Damn!
Mooooooooooooooore!
Gx
I love the raw and urgent passion here-tender scenes are great, but I love wet & wild too!
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