Chapter 47

Brianna walked into her room, set down her purse and briefcase and sighed. She'd spent the drive from the venue avoiding David's knowing looks….and Jon's heated ones. Thankfully, Richie and Tico couldn't see either, or any hope of keeping Dorothea's 'plan' a secret would be gone.

Looking at the door that connected her room with Jon's she winced. What the hell did I agree to? Sleeping with him is sooo not the right, ethical thing to do! Unfortunately, her self control deserted her with the touch of his lips. All her good intentions stripped away with one swipe of his tongue against hers. And she was tired of trying to fight it.

She glanced at the bed. Well at least tonight should be more comfortable than a wall. And maybe, just maybe, she could work him out of her system. But if she was going to go against everything she was taught about decency and proper behaviour, she wasn't going to let Jon run the show all the time. Digging through her suitcase, she pulled out the garment she was looking for and headed for the bathroom, a grin curving her lips. Time to take back a little control.

Jon entered Brianna's room, a bottle of wine in his hand. A sweeping glance told him the room was empty, the sound of water running in the bathroom told him where she was. He filled two glasses and set them and the bottle on the bedside table before settling on the bed to wait for her.

When the bathroom door opened, he looked up and his breath stopped in his chest like he'd been kicked by a horse. "Jesus!" His cock stood up to get a better look - or tried to, pushing against the denim of his jeans.

One feminine brow rose as she laid her suit over her suitcase and approached the empty side of the bed. "Something wrong?"

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed heavily, licked dry lips and tried to speak. The red lace teddy she wore - if you could call it that - barely covered the tips of her breasts, baring the creamy swells on either side, then trailed down the centre of her stomach before fanning out just enough to cover the mound between her legs.....and left him speechless. He was forced to resort to simply shaking his head.

Brianna smirked and climbed onto the bed, noting that his eyes followed her movement, remaining focused mainly on her breasts. Stretching, she arched her back, her arms sliding under her hair, lifting it and letting it fall back down her back like a waterfall of dark fire.

His hands clenched against the urge to reach out and touch. But when she reclined beside him, he couldn't resist any longer. Turning on his side toward her, one hand lifted to trail over the skin of her torso bared by the teddy. "What happened to my prim and proper assistant?"

"Mmmmm." Her eyes drifted shut and her body lifted towards his caressing hand. "Now you know my deep, dark secret. Besides, for what you need me to 'assist' you with right now, 'prim and proper' won't work."

Jon didn't argue. He much preferred this sultry, sensual side of her - at least outside of work hours. He leaned over her. "I'm looking forward to seeing what other deep, dark secrets are waiting to be discovered."

Her chuckle was cut off by his mouth descending on hers. Backing off until their lips were just brushing, he traced her mouth with his tongue and nibbled her bottom lip.

"Mmmmm." Brianna's arms lifted to wrap around his shoulders.

Jon grasped her wrists and pressed them into the pillow above her head. "No. Don't touch me. Not yet. I want to make this time last. I want to explore every inch of you."

His mouth explored her neck and collarbone while his hands stroked down her arms, halting at the top of her ribcage. Lifting his head, he gazed down at her breasts spilling out the top of the teddy. While his thumbs brushed the sides of the plump mounds, he watched her nipples pebble at his touch and poke against the lace. He bent just enough for his tongue to draw wet designs on her warm flesh. The hardening tips lured him to taste, licking and sucking through their lace covering.

Brianna moaned softly, her body starting to undulate in response to the sensations shooting through it with every pull of his lips on the sensitive tips. "Mmmmmm."

The brushing of her hips against his was like gasoline on the flame of his desire. His cock swelled even more, pushing against the restraint of his zipper. Shifting his attention to her other breast, he slid one hand slowly down over her stomach to cup between her legs. The silk was already damp with her arousal and he could feel her swollen clit. With the heel of his hand he ground against the sensitive nub, smiling around the one in his mouth at her cry of pleasure and  the bowing of her body.

Her hands fisted in the bedding, anchoring herself against the waves of sensation crashing over her with his every touch. "Oh! Oh! Mmmmm." Her hips rocked feverishly against his hand, her teeth clenched on ger bottom lip, her only thought to find release. "Jon!"

The sound of his name spoken in a voice husky with need had the brick in his pants pushing to get out. But as much as he ached to feel the wet heat of her flesh engulfing his eager cock, he was determined not to rush it this time. He finally had her in a bed, with her hair down and spread across the pillow - and he was sober this time. He was going to explore and enjoy her as long as his control could hold out.

The tour was coming to an end. And even though she'd agreed to this.....relationship, he knew she was struggling with her conscience. If he was being totally honest, it wasn't sitting all that well with his either. A night like this might never happen again. He was going to take advantage of it. Whether that made him an asshole or not.....he just couldn't resist anymore.

Releasing her nipple, he moved down her body, trailing open mouth kisses along the strip of lace running down the centre of her torso.  As he neared her pelvis, her thighs opened. He didn't need to be asked twice. Sliding into the space provided my her movement, he took a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. 

One finger traced her seam and toyed with the snaps holding the teddy together at the crotch while his mouth focused a little higher up. His tongue found the nub of her clit and licked. His teeth found it and nibbled. His lips found it and sucked.

Brianna shifted her grip to the rungs in the head board, clenching as her body shuddered. "Fuck Jon!"

"That's the plan." He chuckled. "But not yet. I want to watch you come for me first." He squeezed her nipple with one hand, teased her entrance between the snaps with the other and sucked her clit. Hard.

"Yes! Oh! Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!" Her body arched up off the bed as his wish was fulfilled.

While Brianna recovered, Jon dragged his open mouth along the inside of her thigh down to her knee....and nibbled his way back up along the damp trail. He repeated the exercise on her other leg, noting the tensing of her muscles. Apparently, not only was she wonderfully responsive, she recovered quickly too. Perfect!

Using thumb and forefinger, he gripped the material between the snaps and pulled. When the snaps gave way, he pushed the satin and lace up her torso, baring her, to his gaze, to his fingers, to his mouth. Calloused fingertips stroking her swollen folds acted like sandpaper on her nerve endings, making her gasp. His tongue followed to soothe the pulsing tissue.

"Mmmmm." Brianna moaned and lifted her hips towards him, silently asking for more.

Jon was more than happy to oblige and settled in to explore. Every nook and cranny of her most female flesh felt his attention....and he lapped up the evidence of her appreciation. "Sweet. God! You taste so sweet." His tongue dove deep in search of hidden cream.

"Jon!" She shuddered.

He didn't let up. While he licked up her offering, savouring her flavour, his fingers stroked and caressed. He shifted, his mouth moving to focus its teasing torture on the sensitive nub at the top of her cleft. Two fingers probed her aching opening, then pressed deep.

"Jesus!" Brianna breathed, her back arching.

"No, Johnny." Jon paused to correct her, then resumed his ministrations,

Her chuckle was choked off when clever fingertips found the spot on the front of her channel guaranteed to send her into orbit and she cried out. "OH! Yes! Right there! Fuck yes!"

Jon glanced up and lost himself in the vision in front of him. The hints of fire in her hair flashed with every thrash of her head. Amber eyes were squeezed tightly shut and perfect white teeth bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to hold back the sensations threatening to overwhelm her. So fucking beautiful!

His aching cock pulsed, reminding him to move things along....or it would be all over and he brought his focus back to the matter at hand. His movements became regular, but unhurried. He wanted to push her, to built her to the point where she couldn't hold it back. he wanted to hear her scream.

Brianna tightened her grip on the headboard and fought to control the tide rising inside her. "Jon! Please!"

"Don't fight it. Let it go. Come for me Golden Eyes. Now!" Closing his lips around her clit again, he sucked hard and thrust his fingers deeper.

"JON!!!" The scream was ripped from her throat.

Ah! There we go! Jon grinned and slowed the movement of his hand, letting her ride out the storm. When she'd calmed, he rose to strip off his jeans and groaned in relief when his cock broke free. How long it remained free from confinement was the question. Already his body missed the warmth of hers.

Kicking denim aside, he climbed back onto the bed and settled into the cradle she'd created for him. She was still panting for breath when he removed the teddy. Catching sight of his glass of wine on the bedside table, he considered, then reached to dip his fingers in. His lips curved in approval as her nipples started to harden at the first touch of the golden liquid. He blew across the damp tips to finish the process.

Brianna groaned and rocked her hips against the hard shaft lying along her cleft, shocked at the passion surging through her once again. "Jon please!"

His hips echoed her motions, his own groan escaping at the feel of her scalding moisture bathing his cock. "Like this? Tell me what you want."

"You." She swallowed and licked dry lips. "Enough teasing. I want you. Inside me. Please Jon, I can't wait any longer!"

Neither could he. Bracing on his elbows, her smoothed her hair away from her face, spreading it over the pillows. He stroked her cheeks, framing her face between his hands. His seeking flesh found her opening. "Look at me Golden Eyes." 

Dark lashes fluttered and rose. Flexing his hips, he entered her, watching her eyes brighten more with every burrowing inch.  When she'd absorbed all of him, she clenched around him, holding him tight. They both groaned. "Feels so good."

He couldn't agree more. "Perfect." Touching his lips to hers, he started to move, thrusting slowly, gently.

Brianna sighed, her body matching his rhythm, her tongue peeking out to touch his. "Mmmmm."

Sweat ran down his spine with the effort it took to keep his movements slow and easy. As much as he wanted to feel the pleasure of release, he wanted to make these moments last as long as he could. It felt too good to rush.

But his control was severely tested when her hands came down to stroke and grip his back. "More." Her nails raked. "I need more!"

Jon groaned and gave in, increasing the speed and friction until they were both shouting.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Brianna chanted as the wave swamped her and she shattered.

Jon collapsed and it took several minutes before he had the strength to withdraw from her body and roll to lie beside her. "That...was..." He couldn't form the words.

"Amazing." Brianna gasped.

Yeah, that word works.

Loud thumping on the wall startled them. "You guys done? I need some sleep!" David's voice was only slightly muffled.

Brianna froze for a moment, her eyes wide. Turning to look at Jon, sweat drenched and naked beside her, she grinned. "Just getting started!"

"Fuck!"

Jon chuckled, sure she was joking.

Wrong again.