Chapter 25
After Raw ended, Jecina and Jon left the arena with containers of food, dropping it off at the local shelter as usual. It amazed her every time he helped, never once complaining. She just hated seeing food go to waste and knew he respected her wishes to feed the less fortunate. The ride from the shelter to the hotel was made in silence with the radio playing soft classic rock. Jecina enjoyed all variations of music, but Jon was dead-set on classic rock and, often times, they would argue over what kind to listen to during road trips. The only reason they'd flown was due to the distance from Tampa, Florida to St. Louis, Missouri. Silence reigned between them, each in their own deep thoughts about the bombshell announcements that were dropped during the meeting.
The only thing Jecina kept thinking about was what if her and Jon were split up and they were separated to two different shows. Her trust issue with Jon wasn't that great and now the WWE had thrown a huge wrench into everything, making her more anxious. Jecina already knew, if they were split up, the relationship was over because she couldn't trust him to be in a different town than her. Stephanie even apologized ahead of time, which Jecina considered a bad omen for the couples in WWE. It wasn't fair splitting people up this way, toying with their relationships all for the sake of the almighty dollar. There were more important things in life than work such as love, but unfortunately, a lot of the Superstars, man and woman, along with the other employees that helped make WWE run like a well-oiled machine made those sacrifices. It was the primary reason why dating within the company, even marrying, was better than trying to have a relationship with a normal person one only saw 2 days out of the week…if they were lucky.
Jon could tell the meeting had hit his woman hard and wanted to force her to talk about it, but instead kept to himself. Something else was bothering her. Their fight earlier that day on the way to the arena about Ambrose, for example. She had blown her stack and nearly wrecked their vehicle when he wouldn't pull over on the side of the road. She'd been screaming at him at the top of her lungs and, normally, he would find that amusing as hell, but not this time. He couldn't believe she had actually asked him if he loved her. No matter how hard he tried, Jon couldn't get that moment out of his head. Why would Jecina think he didn't love her? Why did she feel the need to ask him that? Just because he'd accused her of still having feelings for Ambrose wouldn't make him love her any less. There was more to this issue and Jon planned on finding out what it was, trying to figure out the best way to approach her with the sore subject.
Once they arrived at the hotel and checked into their room, Jon peeled his shirt off tossing it to the side. He could see Jecina struggling, seeing the different emotions flash across her beautiful face while she pulled out clothes to change into for the night. There would be no need for clothes, not if he had his way and Jon usually did. Unfastening his belt and jeans, Jon walked over to stand directly behind her and gripped her hips, feeling her body tense against him. Was she afraid of him after their blowup? Jon didn't like the possibility of Jecina being scared, whether it was of him or anyone. There was no reason for her to be. Jon would never hurt her physically, knowing he'd already done it emotionally and mentally over 2 years ago.
"Are you hungry?" Jecina finally broke the silence, not pulling away from him and felt her eyes drift shut as his mouth sealed to the side of her neck. "Jon…"
"Not for food." He growled in her ear, reaching around with his long arms to unfasten the buttons of the blouse she had on and peeled it off. Her bra went next. "What is it, Jina? What do you want, precious?"
His low raspy voice still affected her the same way it did the first day they met, sending shivers throughout her body. "You." Her head lulled back, feeling him increase the pressure on her neck with his lips and tongue, working his magic on her sweet spot. "Always you, Jon…"
Normally, he would've spun her around and taken her hard and fast, but not tonight. Jon had a goal in mind, a purpose for doing this and continued teasing her neck while his hands removed the lower half of her clothing. This woman had an amazing body, the softest skin and he could never get enough seeing her nude, wanting to feel her flesh against his. Jecina felt him slowly turn her around, their eyes locking as she stepped out of her clothes that pooled at her feet and accepted the searing kiss from her boyfriend. He guided her down on the bed slowly and her heart began to thunder against her chest, the kiss full of so many different emotions. Jecina moaned softly, sliding her hands up his bare chest to his shoulders and down his arms before finally wrapping hers around his neck to deepen the kiss further.
Only when they needed oxygen did Jon break the kiss, showing great resolve and enjoyed the sight of her beautiful eyes darkened over, reminding him of ferns. "I love your eyes when they change that color." His mouth softly brushed each eyelid. "I love your cheeks when they flush from what I'm doing to you." His lips brushed her each cheek. "I love your lips when they're swelled and full of color from kissing you." A brush of her lips made him continue on. "Your neck…your ears…" Each body part he named off got a soft brush. "Your jaw…your throat…" His voice kept dropping lower, becoming grittier and soon, Jon was at one of his favorite body parts of her. "Your tits, especially. I love your tits, precious. The shape, the feel of them in my hands," Pausing, he palmed one and then the other, groaning in satisfaction. "The way your nipples harden to tiny pebbles whenever I do this…" Then his mouth captured one pert nipple in his mouth, swirling it around his tongue and then released it. "Mmm yeah look at that, look at the effect I have on you…goddamn I love it."
Nuzzling her chest briefly, Jon continued traveling down the length of her body, his tongue leaving a trail down the valley of her breasts and kept going, smelling her arousal. The way she smelled every time he turned her on made him heady with need. Nipple her stomach lightly, he smirked at her slight jolt and chuckled huskily, wondering briefly what she'd look like with a round stomach carrying his baby. Jon was never one for children, but having one with Jecina made something inside of him stir, an animalistic possessiveness he couldn't explain. No wonder male lions were always protective of their lionesses.
"Mmm your stomach and the shape of your body is also loveable. Your hips…" Each one got a nip with his teeth. "Your belly button…" His tongue dipped inside of it, sending another shiver coursing through her. "The crease where your legs meet your pelvis…" His tongue slid along those creases, feeling her squirm and knew she'd be writhing against him soon enough. "Your delicious thighs…and legs…they're even more beautiful being wrapped around my waist…" His large strong hands slid up the back of her legs and thighs before encircling them around him for emphasis. "Mmm yeah…I do enjoy this position, but there's one other one that's even better than this." Unwrapping her legs, Jon's electric blues gleamed and darkened, his eyes zeroing in on the one body part that he loved almost as much as her heart. "Your wet pussy…I do love making you wet and fucking you until you see stars." Jon planned on doing it that night, but not right away. "And this ass…damn do you have a great ass, precious…" He squeezed one cheek, then the other while the front of his jeans brushed against her dripping sex, feeling her body quivering with anticipation. "So squeezable and plump, I could grab and smack this ass all day long, Jina…"
Jon had never been this vocal during one of their sessions and Jecina's mind reeled, her breathing turning intermittent. The fire within her raged on, all the nerve-endings of her body coming together to form it. Her eyes didn't leave him for a second while he proclaimed every inch of her body he loved, making her heart explode with newfound feeling and love for him. Every piece of him she loved and wanted, always. That wasn't a lie; the trust issue was still there and she didn't know what to do to make it disappear.
"My point is this: I fucking love every inch of you. You're beautiful in every way and not just physically, either. I love your big heart and how you always put others before yourself. You are damn near fucking perfect and nobody can tell me differently." Jon declared, hovering over her now and captured her mouth in another passionate kiss, his arms wrapping around her to pull her against him. "Don't ever ask me if I love you again. Because you already know the damn answer. And don't ask me to say I DON'T love you because it'll NEVER fucking happen." The intensity burning in his eyes told her the entire story, the complete truth and showed her just how much he truly loved her. "Do you understand, Jina?" The question came out in a whisper.
"Y-Yes…" She stammered in reply, the look in his eyes taking her breath away all over again and could feel tears burn in her own. "I-I'm sorry, I just-" His finger pressed against her mouth, her lips trembling against the tip of his finger and Jon licked away the tears that escaped.
Pulling back long enough to shove his jeans down his legs, Jon kicked them to the side and wrapped her legs around his waist for the second time that night. "I love you." He snapped his hips forward, knowing her body was more than stimulated enough to handle it and held her tightly, his mouth and lips finding her jaw and ears. "I love you." Each snap of his hips to bury his cock further into her tight sex those words came out of his mouth. "I love you." As the tempo increased, he began yelling out those words, losing track how many times he said it while she cried out to him how much she loved him as well. "I LOVE YOU!" He roared out, their bodies colliding together as the headboard banged against the wall during their intense session.
It was possibly the most intense, earth-shattering experience Jecina ever had with a man and she'd had countless encounters with Jon. Nothing like this though. Something had come over him, snapped inside and made him feel the need to repeatedly tell her those three words. So simple and yet held so much meaning. Jecina clung to him for dear life, meeting him for every powerful thrust and surrendered everything to him. Even after they climaxed, he didn't stop thrusting, his dick growing limp inside of her and his declarations of love didn't cease either. It was only until he could no longer move that Jon finally buried his face in the crook of her neck, brushing his lips against her pulse point.
"Goddamn, I fucking love you…" He rasped out breathlessly, not letting her go for a second and hoped after tonight, she had no more doubts about his feelings for her. "Tell me you believe me, Jina…"
How could she not? "I do, Jon. I do believe you, baby." Lifting his head to meet her eyes, she softly kissed him and caressed his face with her hand, enjoying his body pressed against hers. "I love you so much…" Pressing her forehead to his, Jecina massaged the back of his neck to calm his trembling body and rained kisses on his face. "You're the only man I want in my life…"
"Do you trust me?" It was the same question he'd asked her after she came back to him from disappearing on him in Florida. Jon locked eyes with her, seeing hers widen slightly at the question and slid his finger down her jaw to her neck and arm. "Because I trust you completely, Jina. I need to know you feel the same way about me."
Oh god! How was she supposed to answer that after the incredible lovemaking they had?! "Of course I do." Her heart plummeted to the depths of her stomach the moment the lie came out of her mouth. Jecina hated lying and could feel the fresh tears brimming her eyes while staring up at Jon.
"Then why won't you tell me what's going on? What's bothering you? And why the hell are you crying?" Jon demanded in a slightly stern voice, wiping more of her tears away with his lips. "Talk to me, precious. If you trust me, you can tell me anything…"
One lie turned into another lie to cover the first one up and it was a snowball Jecina desperately didn't want to make. However, she found herself doing it, lying to him again. "I'm worried about the upcoming draft." It was the partial truth. "W-What if we're separated? What if we end up on different shows and we hardly see each other anymore?" She voiced her earlier concerns aloud, frowning at the confliction in his eyes.
He bought the lie, trusting her wholeheartedly and heaved a sigh, resting his forehead against hers. There was a big possibility he would end up on a different show than her and Jon contemplated what to do about it. He could always leave and go back to the Indies, planning on dragging her with him if that happened. Jecina could always reopen her catering business wherever they planned on living, which still hadn't been settled. Then again, WWE was the place to be career wise…
"And what happens if I end up on the same show as your brother with you far away?"
"Fuck, I don't know." Jon growled, burying his face in her neck to simmer his temper and gritted his teeth, maintaining control. "We'll make it work." He stated confidently, after a few minutes of silence, trying to find the right words to say. His head lifted to lock eyes with her again. "We WILL make it work, no matter what happens, Jina. You're mine and I'm yours, regardless of this fucking draft. Do you understand? Ambrose can be in love with you all he wants, but you belong to me and I don't think he's stupid enough to fuck with you when I'm not there."
He didn't realize how wrong he was in that assumption.
"There's no reason to worry about it right now. Let's just focus on what we planned on doing before this fucking meeting happened." At her questioning face, he chuckled softly and didn't blame her for forgetting with everything that happened. "We're gonna look for a place to live together that's not in Chicago or Cincinnati, remember?"
Her hazy brain caught up with him and Jecina nodded, remembering that conversation vividly. They were also naked during it too like now. "I didn't forget." Another lie. "You make me forget a lot of things when we're in this position."
Jon smirked, not doubting it and kissed her softly, tenderly. "When we have our next days off, let's look for a place. I wanna move in with you as soon as possible." Excitement actually shone in his electric blues at the thought of sharing his life with this woman. "Sound good?"
"Sounds perfect."
No other words had be said as they made love again, neither worried about sustenance until hours later.