Chapter 107

"Whoa, this room is great!" Stephanie commented from the doorway to the master bedroom. "I wasn't sure where you were going with the wall colour and texture, but now that I see it all together, I love it!"

"Me too!" Jake ran in and jumped onto the bed to roll around on the fur cover.

Romeo tried to climb on the bed, but he couldn't reach....until Jesse followed him in and gave him a boost. Even Copper came in to inspect the new decor...and promptly flopped down to roll around on the rugs.

After the movers had unloaded all of her possessions and left, Brianna, with Jon's help and encouragement, set about putting the bedroom in order. Jon had been hanging the last picture on the wall when the kids came to investigate.

"It's like a cozy....den. No! A lair!" Stephanie continued. "Maybe once you get all your stuff settled we can talk about redoing my room."

Brianna tried to stifle a grin, but failed when she saw Jon close his eyes and rest his forehead on the wall. Patting his back consolingly, she winked at Stephanie. "We'll talk."

With a sigh, Jon raised his head, hit the nail one last time, and stepped back to survey his work. "There. Done."

Jesse pursed his lips and nodded. "Looks good Dad."

"Yes, nice job honey." Brianna slid her arm around his waist and squeezed.

Romeo popped up from the bed. "I hungy."

"Me too!" Jake raised his hand from where he was still sprawled on the bed.

Brianna glanced at her watch and nodded. "Okay, let's go get a snack. I guess I'd better start thinking about dinner too."

Following Brianna into the kitchen to help, Stephanie's brows rose at the pile of boxes stacked in the corner. "What are you going to do with all this stuff?"

"Well, I'll go through it to see what can be used here, in the Inn, and the guest house and the rest will go to Habitat I guess." That much she could part with. The rest of her possessions piled in the room beside Jon's office was another story.

But she would think about that another day.

"What do you think of steak for dinner?"

"Mmm. Think Dad will barbecue?"

"Only if you ask him, nicely." Jon answered as he entered the room. He reached behind Brianna to snag a cookie out of the jar on the counter. Taking a bite, he gestured towards the boxes. "Need help with those?"

She eyed him thoughtfully. "Hmmm. Do you know what a sifter is? Or a colander?"

"Ummm....no?"

"Then you're excused from kitchen sorting duty." She almost laughed at his relieved expression. Looking at the boxes again, she sighed.

"Leave them for tomorrow." Jon suggested. "You've had a busy day today already. Just relax tonight."

As much as she wanted to get it done, he was right. She was too tired to do any more today. "Okay. That sounds good."

When bedtime arrived, Jon slid under the covers and waited for his fiancée to join him. He watched her flit back and forth between the closet and the bathroom, with a few furtive glances towards the door. "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Hmmm? Nothing." Smoothing lotion over her face and neck, she turned off the bathroom light and moved to the empty side of the bed.

Jon held up the covers while she climbed in. When she settled, he slid his arm around her and pulled her against him, disappointed at the feel of cotton rather than silk or lace. "What's with the boring night gown?"

"I think the others are a bit much - or too little - for the kids' sensibilities."

"That's what robes are for."

"And if they come in here?"

"Blankets." He grinned.

Brianna snorted. "You're such a......man."

Masculine chuckles ruffled her hair. "Can't argue with that." He hugged her closer and sighed. "Have I told you how much I love having you here?"

She knew he wasn't referring to just her being in his house. "Not that I recall."

"Mmm." He nuzzled her neck. "Well I do. I love being able to hold you and kiss you and...." His voice drifted off as his hands began to roam.

Unfortunately for him, his fiancée wasn't exactly on the same wavelength and stopped his hands before they could remove the unappreciated nightgown. "Jon, no. Not tonight."

The frown was evident in his voice. "What's wrong?"

"The kids..."

"Are all asleep."

"But they might hear."

"So you'll have to keep the volume down on the moans." His hot breath in her ear and his lips on her earlobe made her shiver. "I'll muffle your screams."

It was a good try, but he didn't get the laugh - or even a smile - that he was aiming for. "I'm sorry Jon, I just don't feel comfortable yet."

He sighed at what was becoming a familiar refrain. This was the third night she'd slept in this room.....and the third night she'd turned him down. They were going to have to find a way to sort this out. He wasn't about to be celibate until his kids were grown and moved out. Luckily, he knew she wouldn't be able to wait that long either. "Want to sneak out to the Pleasure Palace?"

Brianna turned to face him and cuddled closer. "It's raining. I just want to stay snuggled up in here....with you."

With no other option available to him, Jon had no choice but to give in. "Okay." He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

The next day, Brianna finished cleaning up the breakfast dishes and decided to spend some time in the gym. The three oldest kids were at school and Romeo was hanging out with Jon in the office.

When Romeo was ready for his nap, Jon tucked him in, then went to investigate the footsteps he'd heard in the hallway. The sound of the shower running in their bathroom, brought carnal thoughts to his mind......and a slow grin to his lips.

He opened the bathroom door, slipped inside and quietly closed it behind him. The air was already thick with steam and the scent of her shampoo. The glass of the shower was frosted, so he couldn't see her clearly, but he didn't need to. He was well acquainted with the curves revealed only in silhouette. His rapidly hardening cock signalled its recognition and eagerness to get closer. Flipping the lock on the door, he quickly stripped off his clothes and stepped forward.

The cool air reached her before the sound of the door opening. Turning to look at him, she raised a brow. "Coming to wash my hair?"

"I will after if you want. My dad taught me how."

"After?"

"Mmmm." He cupped her head with both hands and lifted her chin with his thumbs under her jaw. "After I show you one of the benefits of us living together."

His lips covering hers muffled her chuckle and his exploring tongue quickly turned it into a moan. Her hands slid up the damp planes of his chest to wind around his neck. She started to press closer, then stopped. "Romeo?"

"Sleeping." Jon replied without lifting his head. "And I locked the door."

"Mmm." Concerns relieved, Brianna relaxed and let him have his way.

Sensing her capitulation in the softening of her body, Jon ran his hands down her back to grip hips. With gentle nudges he pressed her against the wall out of the spray of the shower. He kept their mouths fused together as his hands roamed - one moved up to caress and play with her breast, the other down to grasp her thigh and raise it until her knee hooked over his hip. Reaching between them, his fingers stroked the damp, sensitive flesh that never failed to bring him pleasure.

As always, her body responded instantly to his touch.....and craved more. The feel of two fingers penetrating her aching core, instead of easing her yearning, just added fuel to her inner fire. Her nails bit into his neck and she broke the kiss enough to suck in a breath......and exhale a plea. "I need you inside me. Now. Please."

While his mind was all for drawing out the teasing, his body sided with hers.  As the saying went: happy wife means happy life. "Yes dear."

Her eyes closed and she moaned softly as he filled her with a slow thrust of his hips.

He nipped her lower lip, then soothed the sting with his tongue. "Fast or slow?" He just hoped his control was up to her answer.

With her libido in overdrive thanks to their recent abstinence, slow wasn't an option. "Fast."

Jon pressed closer, using his body and his hands to hold her steady as he complied, his hips churning against hers. Their mouths touched again, but the need for oxygen didn't allow for more than a brief kiss.

"Oh! Mmmm. Yes!" Brianna gasped as the friction created by their joined bodies ignited her nerve endings, sending tingles throughout her body. All she could do was cling to him and ride out the storm.

When their climaxes hit, he barely felt the bite of her nails in his back or her teeth in his shoulder. He was too focused on keeping them both upright while their bodies shuddered with release.

Brianna was brought back to an awareness of her surroundings by strong fingers massaging her scalp and working lather through her hair. "Mmmm. God that feels good. Your dad taught you this?"

"Mmhmmm."

"As a punishment?"

Jon chuckled. "No. He said if I got good at it, the women in my life would be putty in my hands."

She would have liked to challenge that assertion, but she didn't have the energy.