I still had some paperwork and E-mails to deal with tonight and I was kind of hoping Jon would drift off, just for a little bit before I gave him a massage or he came after me and made me forget my work. I got lucky and he dozed off after his climax. I slid carefully out of bed and grabbing up his t-shirt and covered myself up. I quickly ran through my e-mails and his, checked messages and then finally tomorrow's schedule. I just barely got everything done when I saw Jon beginning to move slowly, signs he was about to wake up. Crap! I remembered his statement of plans he had for me and fully expected him to carry them out. Thank goodness I had hurried.
"Mmm, hey beautiful, why are you over there working and not in bed beside me?" The sleepy voice attached to the pouting man made me set aside my work and turn off the light, leaving only a nightlight I insisted on using glowing softly across from the bed. (So many bedrooms, so many hotels, I didn't want to kill myself or hurt Jon with my clumsiness in the dark!) Walking towards the bed I saw the arms that reached for me and slid carefully into them for a tight hug. "I like seeing you in my shirts, but um, didn't I leave you with only your panties on?" Laughing I said yes, but I wasn't so comfortable running around the hotel room with only my panties.
"Then you should have taken them off!" He sounded so evil then! I gave in to his hands as they pulled his shirt off and flung it away from the bed.
"Riiiight, I don't think so Lover!" Once the shirt was off I was pretty sure he was going to take off my undies, and in record time, I was right. Those too were tossed away. A hot mouth covered mine as a big hand splayed across my skin by my shoulder and trailed down my body, weaving back and forth to slide down my left thigh. Plunging his tongue into my mouth, moaning softly, he pinned me for several minutes as he plundered my mouth so sweetly. Up and down my body that hand wandered, only stopping to tease my nipples on the third round.
Once he began to play with my breasts, Jon broke away from my lips and began to nibble and kiss his way down my body licking and sucking at my nipples, pulling on them gently as he sucked.
"Mmmm, you know I love your tits baby, but you know what I love more?" I could see the smirk on his face and I'm pretty sure the set of horns holding up his occasional halo as well.
"Let me guess, three guesses, first two don't count!" I couldn't resist that line. Laughing out in delight, my wicked lover slid his hand between my thighs and boldly put his hand to gently cup my pussy, his fingertips grazing my damp lower lips, his thumb landing on my clit.
"You're funny baby." Nuzzling my neck as his thumb began to circle my most sensitive spot, Jon reiterated that he wanted to eat me. No, Really? I thought as he rose up. Even if he had never done this to me, I just knew what he was up to from his body language. Licking his lips, pulling back the sheet he'd pulled me under, Jon slid down by my knees and climbed over my leg to push my thighs apart and settle between them.
"Jon, you don't have to do this right now." I ran my fingers through his ginger blond curls as he rested his chin on my lower belly. He looked so mischievous.
"I told you I wanted to eat you and I meant it. I love your pussy, love the taste, love the way it feels when I'm buried in it. You're not gonna tell me no are you?" I almost laughed outright at his exaggerated pout.
"And just when have I told you no to any form of sex Mister? But what if I wasn't in the mood, huh?" I managed with a straight enough face. Poking his shoulder for emphasis. With a wicked look, he moved down, and I damn near yelped as I felt a long swipe of his tongue. Plunging into me without warning he licked his way up to my clit, that wicked tongue circled it a couple times and he repeated his actions a couple times more. Looking super smug, he smirked at me.
"If you weren't in the mood baby girl, those sweet pussy juices wouldn't be soaking my tongue like they are. Now, behave and let me play!" Oh God! I paid for being a smart ass, but it was a damn fair price to pay. Diving in wildly, plunging his tongue in deeply, f**king me with it several times before switching to long teasing strokes and little nibbles or kisses back and forth. Using his long fingers to stroke and tease as well, I just lay back and let him do as he would.
Why he loved to go down on me was a mystery to me, but he always gave me a damn good time. Moaning softly as he sucked gently on my clit while rubbing my g-spot with those wicked fingers, I allowed him to position my legs over his shoulders. God he was just so damned good! Lapping up the wetness that was already there and all that he had just created, Jon was moaning softly himself. My hips moved against him, the heat rising so damned fast. Jon knew how to drive me crazy and went for it.
Suddenly sucking hard on my clit and rubbing hard on my g-spot, Jon made an incredible explosion happen at warp speed. With a rush of heat and ripples of intensity I felt the shaking start and loudly moaned his name as I exploded. My thighs clamped down on him but I swear he loved that, he always put himself in the position to have it happen! Moaning his name and thanking him for the pleasure, I felt a light slap to my thigh.
"While I'm glad you liked that baby, I do recall saying you were gonna scream my name. That was NOT a scream! It was very sexy moan, but we need to keep this up until I hear that scream! Now, lets' do this again!" Oh God! I was going to hurt that man! After the championship match...
Lowering his head to begin lapping up all my dampness, Jon began to make more noise than I had ever heard him make when he was going down on me. What the Hell was he up to?
"You're gonna wipe me out you sex crazed fiend!" Jon chortled in delight. Damn! I thought that would maybe slow him down, I should have known! Oh god! Arching up as he began to suck on my clit and tease me with his fingers, I pushed my heels into his back as the waves of heat started again. Moaning his name a couple of times, I felt such sweet heat rising, oh damn! Moving against me to make that heat rise so fast he moaned against me, making me shiver. Oh that was so damned good!
"Don't you dare hold back Rose! This is mine! Give it to me!" He nipped my thigh making me yelp and went on the attack again. Oh God! I felt as if I was imploding as my body shuddered. Sweet heat tore through me and left every single inch of me tingling wildly for several minutes.
"Jon! Son of a.. Oh God! Oh...GOD...JON!" I have no freaking idea how loud I yelled but he was looking way too damned satisfied when he rose up a few minutes later after gently licking up every drop of my fluid he could get. For a few minutes I could barely catch my breath after the intensity that about made me black out. I was soaking wet with sweat and completely mind blown! Damn, double damn and triple damn! Sliding up beside me Jon pulled me into his arms and nuzzled my neck.
"Now THAT was an impressive scream baby." Oh god! Forget that championship match! He wasn't gonna make it!
"You deliberately made me yell like that!" Grinning and nodding he was proud of himself. Kissing my cheek he let me off the hook before my embarrassment did me in.
"I doubt anybody from our group heard you, they all were going to this funky party across town, it won't even end for another few hours or so at the least." He looked at my face for a moment while he ran his hand up and down my body.
"I'm in trouble right?" I managed a small glare. The fact I may not have been heard saved his ass.
"You really ask for it sometimes buddy!" Laughing and kissing me gently, Jon snuggled me as I calmed, then helped me set up so I could give him his massage. Although neither up us were really wide awake during the process, it satisfied and he wrapped his strong arms around me after and held me snugly against him until the alarm went off the next morning. Both of us slept soundly and dreaming that he would leave that championship match wearing the belt.
** The next morning Jon was in a lethargic mood and didn't want to get out of bed. I brought coffee and Gatorade. Chugging the Gatorade, he then slowly worked on the coffee. Running my fingers through the curls that fell in his face, pushing them to the side so I could see his eyes a couple times, I loved that it made him smile. He looked so tired. I offered him breakfast in bed, the thought made him smile even more. He actually gave in to me bringing him in a nice breakfast which he ate, sprawled out happily beside me while I worked on my computer and read various amusing things to him to perk him up.
Hunger sated, the big ginger blond happily accepted a massage afterward. Moaning happily and stretching he looked at me with a seriously when I offered it and asked if this was going to mean he wouldn't have a bedtime massage later. Stroking the curls out of his face again I assured him it would NOT interfere with his bedtime massage. A happy smile in place, he rolled onto his belly for a long and slow massage with a new oil I had just bought. It was a wonderful success in my books.
After an almost mandatory nap after his massage, Jon had a small workout with his weights and other stuff here then we went out for a drive. His mood had greatly improved throughout the day for which I was very grateful. We were ready to take back off for his work week tomorrow and could do now with nothing negative from his time off dragging him down. We just got back jut barely with five minutes to spare for the appointment I had made to change the locks.
Jon called Colby and kept busy on the phone while I dealt with the locks and giving the new key to a woman from the management company. Jon had told her who I was and I finally met her. Her advice was to change Jon's gate code as well, he wasn't happy about it but we got that sorted. After rummaging through his bags twice and making sure he had everything he wanted and needed, Jon was finally ready to let me feed him.
Happily eating steak and potatoes for dinner Jon was talking a mile a minute about the things he and Colby were supposed to be up to for the week. Animated as all get out, he was absolutely adorable and very funny. I told Jon about some offers for promotional items and such, what emails he had, then I let him know how early we had to be up tomorrow. After some chocolate cake and ice cream for desert, I sent him to shower before his early massage. Tomorrow unfortunately was going to be a long day, he was going to need plenty of sleep.
Laying relaxed as I massaged that wonderful body head to toe, Jon watched me sleepily as I worked on the front of his body. Blue eyes watching through half open lids, surprisingly quiet except for soft moans of happiness. When I signaled it was time for him to climb up and tuck in, he silently complied. Tapping his puckering lips with his finger, he grinned when I kissed his lips gently. Kissing his forehead and covering him, I cleaned up and made sure everything was tidy before getting in bed beside him. Jon had been asleep already but quickly rolled to wrap his arms around me. I felt a nuzzle at my neck and a soft sigh, and I was quickly asleep my self.
Waking as my alarm gave it's first chirp, I was up and heading to set up coffee and breakfast sandwiches to go. I let Jon stay in bed as long as I could before gently kissing his forehead and rousting him. Stretching sleepily as I coaxed him up with a coffee by the bed, I knew as soon as he realized he was developing his morning 'situation', he would jump up and sail into the shower. I was in the closet when he hurried by mumbling good morning and that he needed a shower 'to wake him up'.
I made the bed to discourage him from jumping back in. When he was done showering, (Moaning my name, making me blush as he did) he made a face at the made up bed and pulled the blanket at the foot up over himself while he rested for a few minutes, slowly drinking his coffee until I gently prompted him to get going. He was cooperative, it only took one request, then he was up and getting dressed. Six minutes early with breakfast in hand, we headed for the taxi, carting our luggage.
From the taxi, to the airport, at the plane, on the plane and in a new city we were off to a new week. I didn't have to encourage Jon to take a nap on the plane, even after some extra coffee from the attendants, he leaned back and was snoozing for a couple hours. Then with the 'off the plane, find the luggage, get the rental and off to the venue' with me driving, we finally began to talk about the day. An early meet and greet with children from a 'wish foundation' and an interview ringside by a local station. I assured Jon he'd get a break before the WWE interview for some time to walk about and think for a bit.
Jon played his part as the 'Lunatic Fringe' with a very endearing sweetness with the children, making me feel all warm and fuzzy as I watched. I snuck a couple pictures to show him later, for posting should he agree. Helping get him sorted for the ringside interview, I combed his hair with my fingers and fished out the leather jacket he was going to wear and stood to the side watching him smiling, enjoying the interview.
Finally with his few minutes to 'think' Jon and I walked around the arena, his laminate dangling from my hand. Quiet for the most part as he looked around, did his mental pictures of what he wanted, planned things out or whatever, and occasionally commented on something of interest to him. Jon and Colby were going to be maniacs all over the arena again, I was glad he warned me. My phone buzzed signaling 15 minutes until his second interview, we headed on back to the staging area, Jon bumping into me 'accidentally' several times.
I was off to the side looking through E-mail and such while I watched Jon answering questions about what he was going to do with 'Seth Rollins', for stomping his head into a cinder block pile. He was focused and looked real good. Everyone was telling him how great it looked, he seemed confused by the attention. Heading towards me, starting to rub his stomach he asked if I had a protein bar or something.
"Suddenly there is a Grizzly Bear in my belly tearing me apart demanding food!" I laughed and patted his shoulder nodding and understanding.
"Come on Jon, let's get you to catering and get something to fix that!" He flashed a look at me, a slight pout on his lips.
"You gonna tell me I should have had something more than the protein shake for lunch and you told me so?"
"Nope," I tried not to laugh. "You're a big boy, you don't need me telling you what you need to eat." He looked down as we headed through the door of the dining area.
" 'K', um, maybe next time you could suggest it though." He looked a little shy as he looked at me. Nodding, I promised (with a straight face), that I would.
Jon ate a large dinner to compensate for the liquid lunch. Piling on the protein and carbs, he ate almost all of it before talking again. Bringing him a coffee and a piece of apple pie for desert, I sat beside him.
"Mmmm, you take such good care of me!" He smiled then the smile faded a little, he lowered his voice. "Is it because it's your job?" Oh shit, not good! Not her in public! Leaning close to speak so only he could hear, I shook my head.
"No, it isn't. I was hired to help you not need to worry about social media, help make sure you could get your busy schedule done with less stress to you, and yes make sure that when you made certain appearances you came dressed in a way the WWE wanted to see for all the Wrestlers and Divas. Other than that, everything else I do, is something I choose to do freely." Touching his shoulder gently I felt that he was relaxed, and accepted the touch as he always did.
"My cooking, making sure you have your coffee, the massages, driving, shopping, being there for whatever you need or want, that is my choice to do it, no one told me or asked me to do it." Blue eyes locked with mine, they had the slightest bit of water forming, Jon nodded solemnly then looked at his plate, a slow smile that grew huge formed, showing his dimples well enough they could be seen across the room, his whole demeanor picked up.
"Thank you." He went back to his desert. By the door, I could see Joe, Colby and Paul watching us. Varying looks of apprehension fading, nods and thumbs up followed with smiles and relieved looks. An hour later Jon and Colby were running amok all over the arena while I stood with Joe watching a monitor, shaking my head and laughing. Man was this ever a wild ride! I wondered whatever could happen next... With Jon, it literally could be anything or anywhere. It was an awesome life!
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