Chapter 21

After her run-in with Mark, Anisa couldn't wait for Wednesday to arrive so she could go home for 2 days and not have to worry about running into or dealing with him. Mark rubbed her wrong in all ways and it irritated Anisa to no end. It would be a miracle if she made it the few weeks he was back in the company without killing him. Anisa needed a distraction and spotted Jon standing in the hallway, his eyes immediately finding her as well. Perfect, she thought, ready to leave the arena so they could spend time together at the hotel away from prying ex-husband eyes. Being with Jon felt right, deciding to enjoy every moment she could with him until they parted ways, if that happened. Even her optimism had heightened ever since she started spending time with Jon.

"I have something to ask you."

Anisa concentrated on her finger tracing patterns over his rock hard toned stomach, loving how the little wisps of hair tingled her tips. Jon arched a brow, wearing a pair of black basketball shorts, his fingers running through her beautiful honey blonde tresses. He loved it when she kept her hair down because it framed her face perfectly, creating an angelic presence. The wheels in her head were turning and Jon could only imagine what Anisa had in mind, neither stopping their caressing.

"No this isn't a dream, I'm really here and I'll pinch you if you want me to prove it." Jon chuckled as Anisa smacked his chest playfully and brought her hand up to his mouth, brushing his lips across the knuckles before entwining their fingers together. "Ask away, darlin'."

"Feel free to say no. I won't be mad." Anisa decided to start the conversation off by giving Jon an immediate out. "I know this is fast and we don't know each other well…"

"Jesus Christ woman, just ask me already!" Jon cut her off, noting the nervous tone of her voice and pulled Anisa to lay across him, kissing her nose softly. "You have no reason to be nervous with me."

Anisa loved how direct and straightforward Jon was, not afraid to speak his mind. "Fine, it would suck to spend another 2 days away from you when we're just getting to know each other." She kissed him, feeling his arms tighten around her waist slightly and pulled back only when they needed air to breathe. "Come home with me."

"Is that a request or a command?" Jon couldn't help messing with her a little and nipped her bottom lip when it poked out in a pout. "You don't play fair, Ani."

"Are you telling me you don't want to spend more time together?" Anisa retorted in a murmur against his lips and Jon rolled them over to where he hovered over her, blowing raspberries on her neck. "Jon!"

He loved hearing her squeal against him and felt her leg drape over his, their bodies molding together in the bed. "Mmm so soft…" Jon was dying to touch her and feel her naked body against his, but had to go at her pace. "You sure you wanna bring me to your place? Not too soon for you?"

"I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't want you to come home with me." She smiled, stroking his slightly stubble face gently with the back of her hand and loved the rough texture, her eyes not moving from his. "Vegas seems so lonely and I think we could have a lot of fun together if you come to Atlanta."

It was a delicious offer and Jon found it hard to deny this beautiful honey blonde beauty anything. "Fine, you talked me into it. You don't live with anyone, no roommates or parents right?" If it wasn't going to be just them alone, Jon didn't want any part of it since he wasn't a huge social butterfly.

"Just us, I promise." Anisa whispered and brought his mouth to hers, happy he accepted her offer to spend their 2 days off together.

"Nice digs."

"Thank you."

The plane ride was somewhat long due to a layover they weren't expecting in Nashville, Tennessee, but luckily the wait wasn't too long. Anisa had a simple 2 bedroom house that was all one level with no stairs, just the way she liked it along with a small backyard. She kicked her shoes off and set the luggage by the door before heading into the living room to start opening windows. It was in the 70's and fresh air would do both of them good. While she did that, Jon slowly moved down the hallway and noticed the family pictures with Phil, Coralie, Mia, Randy and Ryanne, all of them connected someway. There was no Krystal or Colby, though Jon wasn't surprised since Anisa wasn't close to either of them. Anisa noticed how deep in thought he was and kissed the middle of his t-shirt covered back, her arms wrapping around his waist.

"How about some lunch? I can run and get something." Grocery shopping was definitely on the agenda since Anisa didn't keep a lot of food in her house due to hardly being home.

"Or we can order, relax for the day and then worry about shopping tomorrow?" Jon suggested, turning around to stare down in her midnight blue orbs and brushed his mouth against hers. "No offense, darlin', but grocery shopping is the last thing I wanna do after that flight." He had a small case of jetlag, so a nap with Anisa and a greasy cheeseburger sounded heavenly.

Anisa frowned at the paleness in Jon's cheeks and checked his forehead with the back of her hand to make sure he wasn't feverish. "Why don't you go lay down while I figure out where to order from? What do you want to eat?" She would do anything to make him feel at home and saw the glimmer erupt in his pale blues.

"Cheeseburger and fries." Jon wouldn't lie to her, kissing her lips again and eyeballed the luggage, grabbing it in his strong hands. "I'll take these to the room. Which one is yours?" He safely assumed Anisa would be sharing her bed with him.

Pointing to the left, it was the only other hallway in the small house and Jon was afraid he'd end up cracking his head on the ceiling because of his height. "Last door on the left. Just set them by the bed and I'll unpack my things later on." She winked at him and walked into the living room with her laptop in tow, firing it up to figure out which place would be best to order from.

The bedroom was definitely Anisa's style, was Jon's first thought, as he stepped through the door, setting the luggage against the wall. The room had a deep rich gold and red swirl design for the paint on the walls. It reminded Jon of auburn or a golden maroon. The carpet was a dark gold beige and the queen sized four poster bed was black and gold. There was a long black dresser against the wall in front of the bed with a huge 50" flat screen television mounted to the wall above it. Another black armoire stood a little ways from the dresser and a black DVD/Blu-ray stand stood on the far left wall by the huge bay window that had matching gold and black curtains draped around it. There was a small black nightstand on the right side of the bed by the door with one drawer. Jon also noticed a door connected to the room and pushed it open, flipping the light on. The bathroom was black shiny tile with a rich dark gold marble counter that had 2 sinks in it, a see-through shower in the far corner in front of the toilet and a huge garden tub near the door right across from the counter. Jon planned on having a lot of fun with Anisa in that, especially since the mirror was in front of the garden tub as well. Just picturing her bent over the tub, water splashing all over while screwing her and letting her see the reflection of their screwing made Jon instantly harden in his jeans. Turning the light off, Jon walked back into the bedroom and stopped when he stepped on something, tilting his head at the object staring up at him.

"What the fuck?" He mumbled, squatting down and picked the blue object up, quickly realizing what it was. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me?"

A devious smirk curved his lips as Jon slid his tongue over his top lip, wondering if Anisa was in the mood for some fun that night. He decided to tuck it away under the pillow for the time being and removed his jeans just as a knock sounded at the door. Why was she knocking on her own bedroom door? This woman would never cease to surprise him, though he wouldn't give her a hard time…yet. They had to get to know each other a little better before Jon showed her his full personality.

"Yeah?"

Anisa pushed the door open, smiling at how comfortable Jon was and handed him a glass of water. "The food should be here in about an hour." Something had been bothering her ever since she made amends with Phil and Anisa couldn't ignore it, try as she might. "So while we wait, we can take a nap or something."

Not missing the 'something', he was curious what Anisa meant by that, especially after finding her special friend that spilled out of her luggage bag. Jon reached up to pull the t-shirt over his head, muscles rippling and flexing with every movement he made and tossed it behind her on top of his luggage bag. He then pulled Anisa to stand between his legs, massaging her outer thighs and she could feel the heat of his hands through the material of her jeans.

"What kind of something, darlin'? Gotta be more specific." Jon rumbled, purposely dropping his voice an octave and Anisa instinctively buried her fingers in his dry curls while Jon slid her short sleeved top up enough to reveal smooth soft skin. "Because if you have no ideas about that 'something', I can think of a few things."

Anisa couldn't push him away, getting lost at the feeling of his mouth brushing against her stomach while his hands slid up the back of her top. "Like what?" She managed to ask in a breathy moan, gasping at the feeling of Jon's tongue dipping into her navel.

This was his moment and Jon wasn't passing up the opportunity, noticing how flushed her cheeks already were. They'd barely done anything. He loved the effect he had on her and planned on exposing it thoroughly since they had some time to kill. Standing in front of her, Jon cupped her face and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss that made her toes curl, her fingers tightening in his hair. There was nothing that turned him on faster than a woman pulling his hair, just as long as she didn't try ripping it out of his skull. He had that happen before and it was an instant turn-off to say the least. Anisa's back hit the bed minutes later and felt Jon pull her top down to expose more of her neck, his mouth teasing and tormenting it.

"You have too many clothes on." Jon declared and pulled back, pushing Anisa to stay laid down when she tried sitting up, shaking his head. "These need to go." He tapped her jeans with his fingers, blue eyes burning and darkening with lust. "Any objections?"

Anisa shook her head and Jon took the button of her jeans, unsnapping them before sliding the zipper down with his teeth and tongue. Her jeans were gone moments later, but Jon kept her panties on. That didn't make sense to Anisa considering she thought he wanted to taste her. Maybe all Jon wanted was a little playtime and Anisa had no problem with it, letting this man do anything he wanted to do. However, when she saw the evil glint flash in his hazy blues, Anisa knew something was up and swallowed hard, breaking out into a full body shiver.

"So I have a confession to make, Ani." Jon slid his hand beneath the pillow as he spoke, keeping her gaze locked with his. He loved how her midnight orbs were nearly blackened with desire for him.

"Oh really?" Anisa could only imagine what it was and chewed her bottom lip nervously, hoping he'd give her some kind of sexual reprieve.

"Yeah, I have a guilty conscience and need to clear it." Jon smirked, quickly moving his hand to rest against his back while he stayed nestled between her delectable thighs. "When I brought the luggage in here earlier, something came out of your bag. I think I set it down just a little too hard…" He pressed his engorged jean covered cock against the crotch of her panties, covering her body with his as their noses practically touched. "Wanna know what it was?"

Anisa couldn't think straight, her heart rate thrumming with newfound life and her pulse quickened, every part of her body igniting in flames. "I-I don't care what it was." She felt her mouth go dry when the sound of buzzing filled the room moments later and furrowed her brows together in confusion. "Do you hear that?"

"Hear what, darlin'?" Jon acted innocent and slid off of her body to yank her until Anisa's backside dangled off the bed, his eyes never leaving her perplexed face. "I don't hear anything, but you're about to feel something quite pleasurable. So lay back and close those beautiful eyes for me."

Following orders, Anisa's body quivered with anticipation and felt Jon's mouth remove her panties without letting her fall off the bed, using his strength and 6'4 frame to his advantage. Her legs draped over his broad shoulders and Anisa once again heard the buzzing sound, frowning. Then she FELT what was behind the buzzing sound and arched her body off the bed, bowing because the vibration against her throbbing clit was sensational. HER VIBRATOR! Anisa's eyes snapped open and looked down, watching Jon pleasure her with the blue dragon, the very same object she had gotten off on only days ago because of him.

"JON!" She cried out, not bothering to keep quiet and dug her nails into the comforter.

Hot juices flowed out of her body within 2 minutes of using the vibrator and Jon had to stop momentarily to suck her off before starting all over again. It was fascinating watching how the rubber object vibrated her clit, making her wetter than all 4 of the major oceans in the world combined. Jon used his fingers and tongue to pleasure her along with the vibrator, kicking up the speed when it seemed like she may dry up on him. It wouldn't happen, not as long as he was breathing. This woman deserved to be ate out thoroughly and judging by how fast she was cumming, she hadn't been pleasured orally in quite some time. By the time he finished with her, Jon had his snack prior to their food arriving and made sure to lay Anisa on the bed while her trembling body tried calming down from the aftershocks of his foreplay. When Jon came back in the room with food, Anisa was out cold and he chuckled, setting his food on the nightstand before going to put hers in the fridge so it would be fresh for later when she woke up.

Then the torture would start all over again.