Falling Down
Chapter 25
Disclaimer: None of the below writing is true. It is a work of fiction.
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The next morning, Jon woke up first. He watched Al, still asleep in his arms. He was happy that things were finally back on track with them. He was all-too happy to have her in his arms again, as he planned on having her there every morning. He knew that this was shaky ground for him. Jon could feel that he was quickly falling for Al. Every moment that he spent with her was everything that mattered to him. It didn't matter, to him, what her problems were, Al was still the most incredible woman that he had ever met, in his entire life. Everything about her just pulled him in. And while he wasn't a fan of hers, initially, he had quickly changed his tune.
Jon had been so focused on his career that he didn't care to consider a relationship with anyone. But when Al came into his life, everything had completely changed. He wanted nothing more than to be with her. She made him happy. She made him feel things that he had never felt before…things that he honestly believed he'd never feel.
He was completely addicted to her. Watching her sleep gave him some peace. Al made him want to be a better man…to be a better person. Even with all that she had been through, she still tried to be a positive and happy person. Jon truly admired that about her. She tried to move forward with her life. She was trying to be a better person.
Knowing full well that Al was far from innocent, while watching her sleep, Jon saw nothing but innocence. To be fair, it wasn't her fault. Her problems began before she ever had a choice in the matter. But there was just something about her…she was sweet and clearly a genuinely well-meaning person. That's what mattered to him. Sure, he had seen her as nothing but an over-privileged, spoiled drug addict. Now, he saw her as anything but that.
Jon gently brushed a few strands of hair out of her face. She didn't look like the out of control celebrity that he had seen on TV and on the cover of countless magazines. She looked like plain, old Al…a regular twenty-something woman. Even without makeup on, she was still, by far, the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen in his life. It made him so happy to have her there with him. It made him feel even better to have slept with her. Mostly because she was sleeping with him because of the feelings that they had developed for each other. And the fact that she had feelings for him made him confident that even though they had encountered some speed bumps, things between them would continue to progress.
Al slowly opened her eyes and smiled upon seeing Jon's face. "Good morning, handsome," she greeted, stretching her arms up in the air.
Jon gave her a smile. "Good morning, babe."
"I like waking up to that face…and that sexy naked body."
"Oh yeah?" he asked with a smirk.
She nodded, bringing her hand onto his bare chest. "I love having you naked in bed with me," she replied.
Jon wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him.
"You look amazing naked," he told her.
"Oh yeah?" Jon nodded slowly and brought his hand onto her lower back. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his chest. She pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top of him. His hands rested on her thighs.
"I love it when you're on top of me," he said.
"Me, too."
Jon's cell phone began ringing. Al sighed and reached over. She grabbed his phone and handed it to him. He took it and looked at the screen.
"Seriously?" he groaned. "It's Renee."
"Answer it," she told him with a smirk. "Besides, if you don't, she'll probably show up here, and…I'll have to put clothes on. And I don't feel like putting clothes on yet."
"Ugh." Jon rolled his eyes and answered the call. "Yes, Renee?"
Al leaned down and began kissing his chest. He gave her a look, wanting her to fool around with him, but knowing that he wouldn't be able to focus on the phone call, if she did so. She glanced up at him. He could see the seductive look in her eyes. She ran her hands down his body. She ran her mouth over his chest, while he tried to focus on the phone call that he had no interest in being on.
Al sat back up. She wrapped her hand around his quickly hardening penis. And began stroking him. His eyes rolled back in his head. Once Al was satisfied with how hard he was, Al gently lowered herself onto him.
"Oh my God," he breathed aloud.
He quickly made up an excuse as to why he said that. Al was enjoying being the distraction. She began slowly riding him. Jon brought his hand that wasn't holding onto his phone, onto her hip. He no longer even heard anything that Renee was saying to him.
Jon's eyes were glued to her, as she continued riding him, trying to focus on both the phone call and having sex with Al. But he quickly gave up.
"Renee, I have to go," he finally spoke, before hanging up on her. "Oh my God, you feel so fucking good." He tossed his phone aside, not caring where it landed.
His hands were grasping her hips. "I love having sex with you, Jon," she spoke closing her eyes and throwing her head back. Jon sat up, his face in line with her breasts. He wrapped his arms around her. Al opened her eyes and smiled at him, leaning down and pressing her forehead to his. Her hands rested on his shoulders, while she continued her movements.
"You make me feel so good," he whispered.
Al leaned in and pressed her lips against his. She swiped her tongue across his lower lip, before pulling back. "You're the greatest sex of my life," she groaned.
"I want to fuck the shit out of you every single day of my life."
"Mmm I'd love that."
Jon pulled her head to his, and the two engaged in a passionate kiss. He turned them around so that he was on top of her. Jon brought her leg up over his shoulder, and he began thrusting in and out of her vigorously. She let out a series of moans, as she was becoming more and more pleasured by his strokes.
"You made it hard for me to last very long," he told her.
Al smirked at him. "You make it hard for me to keep my legs shut."
"I can't complain about that." He began increasing the speed of his thrusts. She bit her bottom lip, her hands resting on his arms, as he continued to hammer away at her.
"I want to feel you come," Al spoke, her lust-filled eyes gazing into his.
"I'm so close," he told her.
"Yeah? Good. Come on, baby. Come for me."
"Oh shit," he breathed, before he finally reached his release. His body laid on top of hers. Al wrapped her arms around him, as he had temporarily found himself unable to hold his own body up. He finished his climax and remained still on top of her. She gently ran her hands across his back. She placed small kisses on his shoulders.
After a couple of minutes, Jon rolled off of Al and pulled her into his arms. She gladly cuddled up against him, resting her hand on his chest.
"I seriously can not get enough of you," he breathed.
Al looked up at him and smiled. "Good. I hope you can't ever get enough of me," she replied.
Jon gently captured her lips with his own. "Trust me, I doubt I'll ever be able to," he replied, when their kiss ended.
"I love being this way with you, Jon," she softly admitted. "And I love how you make me feel."
"Oh? And how do I make you feel?" he asked her.
She smiled. "Safe. Cared for. Understood. Protected from the outside world…my demons…my past. Being with you makes me happy. I just...it feels like this is…what falling for someone is supposed to feel like," she admitted shyly. She knew that they were in a weird place, with no labels and some issues, but she meant it. Al genuinely cared about him.
"I promise you that I'll take care of you. I won't hurt you. I only want you to be happy and healthy. I'll do anything to protect you. I'll do whatever I have to for you," Jon told her.
"For some reason, this is the first time that I truly believe that the man who's saying this to me, really means it," she admitted.
"I do mean it. More than anything."
Al gave him a smile before cuddling back up against him, while they laid in bed, with him holding her.
