Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Chapter 25


The day of her show, Frannie was a bundle of nervous energy. She didn’t know what to do with herself. Up early, she had fed Sophie and spent a long time babbling and playing with her daughter and making sure everything was ready for their trip the next day. Sophie’s things didn’t take up hardly any room and her bag was by the door, ready to grab and go in the morning. Frannie smiled, a whole week in Turks & Caicos with Jon. It’s going to be amazing. When Geena came in Frannie headed downstairs to find a cup of coffee.

Jon stretched, reaching for Frannie, but frowned when his hand encountered only cold empty sheets. He rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom, wondering if she had slept at all. She had been so restless last night. He knew she was nervous about the show, but all he could do was reassure her that she had nothing to worry about. He paused as he was brushing his teeth; maybe this is just how she gets before a show. He had been seeing bits and pieces of a Frannie he hadn’t known before. Slowly she was letting go of the scared, timid young woman she had been and was finding her way to the strong independent woman she once was. Little by little she was regaining her sense of herself and Jon had to admit, he liked what he was seeing. He smiled as he wiped his mouth, I can’t wait for our trip tomorrow.

Throwing on some sweats, he headed downstairs, his nose leading him to the coffee. He noticed the pot was half empty and wondered where Frannie was as the first hit of caffeine flowed through him. Wandering through the house he found her right where he figured she’d be; her new studio. Her back was to him so he just stood and studied her. Her hair was clipped haphazardly up at the back of her head; she still wore her robe and had pulled on a pair of thick socks. She made quite the picture. He moved closer to see what she was working on so intently.

Frannie hadn’t heard him come in, but she knew he was there. She sensed him as he got closer, “good morning.” Jon nearly jumped out of his skin. He hadn’t realized she had known he was there. “Jesus Frannie, don’t do that, I nearly dumped my coffee all over myself.” She turned and laughed at his expression, “well you shouldn’t try to sneak up on a person. It’s not nice.” He laughed, “how did you know I was even here? I thought I was being quiet.” Frannie set her brush down, “you were being quiet, I don’t know, I just knew you were here.” Jon pulled her to him with his free hand and hugged her close, “good morning baby. Did you sleep at all?” Frannie wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek, “a little. I’m too wound up. Nerves I guess.” He opened his mouth to reassure her again but she stopped him, her fingers over his mouth. “Don’t say it. I already know. I have nothing to worry about. It’s just been a long time and I always get like this. It’s just how I am.”

Jon kissed her fingers, “well since I don’t have to tell you not to worry, how about you show me what you are working on now.” They turned toward the easel and Jon nodded his approval. “Very nice. What did you do with the sketches from the other night? You were going to put something together for the office in Philly for me, right?” Frannie nodded, “I’m working on it but I wanted to try to get this done and possibly put it in the show tonight.” The painting was from the Soul game that they had gone to. It showed the field before the players came running out, the huge helmet inflated and waiting, the cheerleaders at the ready, pom poms held high. Jon set his coffee cup down and moved to stand behind Frannie, rubbing her shoulders lightly, “you need to relax baby. You’re going to burn yourself out if you don’t slow down a little.” Frannie sighed, “I know, but I just want tonight to go well.” Jon continued to rub her shoulders, leaning in to kiss the nape of her neck, “tonight is going to be great baby.” His breath ghosted over skin leaving goose bumps in its wake and Frannie shivered.

“You keep that up and I’m never going to get this done.” She tried to move away from him, but he held her there, “that’s the idea baby.” As he kissed her neck and trailed his tongue up behind her ear, his hands moved from her shoulders and snaked around to the belt of her robe. As he started to loosen it she stopped him, putting her hand over his, “not here, anyone could walk in here.” Jon sighed, “okay, how about we go back upstairs?” He nudged her and together they headed out of the studio and back to his room.

He stopped her at the side of the bed, loosening the belt of the robe and slipping it from her shoulders. She was still naked from the night before, save for the socks she had pulled on that morning. “Love the socks baby.” Frannie looked down and giggled and shrugged her shoulders, “my feet were cold.” She took the socks off and Jon had her lay face down on the bed. He climbed up and straddled her butt, “close your eyes and relax baby.” He started massaging her shoulders and down her arms, working all the nerves and tension out. “That feel so good Jon” she breathed out as he worked her muscles into total relaxation. He continued until he felt her breathing even out and she had stopped talking. Pulling her hair to one side he could see that she was asleep. He moved off of her and covered her with the discarded robe. “Sleep well baby” he whispered as he kissed her cheek and headed to take a shower.

As he was standing under the water, rinsing the shampoo from his hair, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him. “He baby, I thought you were sleeping.” She moved closer, tucking herself against his chest, “just a catnap. I told you, I’m too wound up.” She looked up at him, “I will, however, probably sleep through the plane ride tomorrow.” He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, “that’s just fine baby. As long as you don’t plan on sleeping the whole week away.” She stroked her hands up and down his back, sluicing the water from him, “not unless you do.” He leaned down, his mouth a breath from hers, “oh, I plan on spending time in bed” he kissed her, “but we can sleep on the plane on the way home.” He kissed her again, nibbling at her lower lip and skimming across her jaw. Jon ran his hands up and down her sides, stroking the curves of her breasts, teasing the tips with his thumbs. Frannie sighed and dropped her head back, exposing her neck to Jon’s warm mouth.

Easing her back, Jon had Frannie lean against the wall of the shower. She watched as he picked up the shower puff and poured some of her shower gel on it. He started at her feet, gently working his way up her leg to the crease of her thigh, sliding to her hip and then back down to her foot. He repeated the action on the other leg, letting the puff trail lightly over her mound as he moved on to her stomach. She gasped at the light touch, her muscles tensing. Jon smiled and continued, he washed her arms and hands, his touch was light and teasing as he washed her breasts, watching as he lightly ran the puff across the tips, hardening them all that much more. He turned her to wash her back and her butt, dropping the puff to the floor as he moved her back into to the spray to rinse away the foam. She closed her eyes as he reached for the shampoo and massaged the lather into her hair. When the shampoo was rinsed away, Jon worked her conditioner in, taking care with her long dark tresses. Frannie opened her eyes to find his blue ones intent on her, watching, waiting. She reached for him, stroking her hands over his chest, lightly dragging her hands down the line of hair, past his abs and lower, cupping him lightly.

Jon groaned as she touched him, reaching out to pull her closer, his mouth searching and finding hers. He backed her to the wall, his mouth never leaving hers, her hand continuing to stroke him. His fingers swept up her leg, bring it up to rest on his hip before dipping into her heat. She was more than ready for him. He pulled her hand from him and dipped his knees, sliding into her has he straightened. She brought her other leg up, wrapping them around his waist and he could feel her tightening around him already. He pulled his mouth from hers, pleading “baby not yet, wait for me.” Frannie grasped his shoulders, biting on her lower lip trying to hold back. “Hurry Jon” she begged and her mouth closed over his. He thrust into her over and over, and Frannie couldn’t hold back, “Jon!” Her orgasm hit her hard, her nails biting into his shoulders as she held on. He stroked in and out again, finding his release, his groan mingling with the last of her scream.

They stood, still joined for several long moments, catching their breath. Jon moved slightly, slipping from her and letting her slide to her feet. He cradled her against him, “you okay baby?” She nodded against his chest “oh yeah.” He moved them back to the spray of water that was fast cooling, “hurry and rinse off baby.” They finished their shower and Jon wrapped them both in fluffy towels, rubbing his hands up and down Frannie’s arms to keep her warm.

They lingered as they dressed, chatting about everything and nothing. Frannie pulled on jeans and a sweatshirt, “I have to go over to the Alliance in a little bit, do you want to come with me? We could maybe have lunch too.” He finished zipping his jeans, “I’d like to but I made plans with Teek today, sorry baby.” She shrugged and smiled, “its okay, I’ll have you all to myself next week, go play with your friend.” Jon smirked as he crossed the room to her, “I’ll see you later baby.” He kissed her and left the room, shaking his head all the way down the hall.

Frannie loaded up the car with a couple of other items for the show and headed to the Alliance. She found Joan when she got there and told her that she had a couple of other pieces to add. When Joan saw the one of Jon she decided it should be the centerpiece of the show. “It’s fantastic Frannie. One of your best I think.” Frannie shook her head, “you’re too kind Joan.” Joan smiled, “I just tell it like I see it. Come on let me show you the set up.” They took the pieces and headed to the show room. Joan let Frannie wander the room, allowing her to move thing around if she wanted to and switch things out if need be. As Frannie wandered she noticed that everything already had bids on them. “Joan, how is this possible? How can they all have bids already?”

Joan smiled gently at Frannie, “your show has been advertised for weeks dear and people come and go in here all the time. It’s only natural that there would be bids on everything. Just wait until tonight, this one here” she pointed at the one of Jon, “this is going to be a big hit, I just know it.” Frannie sighed, “I guess. I’m just surprised that’s all. I wasn’t expecting it to be like this.” She smiled at Joan, “thank you for everything.” They left the room and walked back to the Joan’s office, “I’m just doing my job. Now, go home, try to relax and I will see you later.”

3 comments:

The Goddess Hathor said...

Stephanie, that was a great chapter. Very sensual in the shower; bring on the vacation!! And she shouldn't be surprised about the bids; I just hope Jon and his friends aren't ALL the customers! lol

Starr said...

Yeah, great shower scene! And umm... just the thought of Jon over my face down naked body massaging me almost heated me up as much as the real sex scene!

Well done girl! :)

Opester said...

Gotta love those shower scenes-they truly are a fan fic staple! I'm wondering if Tico will buy a painting?