Chapter Twenty-Eight – Just a Way to Thank You
Angelina looks over when the door opens, frowning when she sees more than just Jon walking in. How could he be bringing people here after they'd talked before he left? With her final exams coming up on Monday, she needs to study. They'd talked about it and Jon agreed that it would be a quiet weekend here. She shifts, pulling her leg up and resting her chin on her knee. Jon walks over.
"Hey, Babe," he says. He leans down and kisses the top of her head.
"Hi," she responds.
"We're gonna be quiet. You won't even know we're here."
"I have to get this studying done. If you want me to go tomorrow…"
"I know." He sits down on the bench beside her. "You'll get your studying done. We're just gonna hang out and watch the race."
She frowns at him. "Race?"
"They're into it."
She nods. "Okay. Just keep it down."
"I will. I have pizza on its way too." He kisses her softly. "I'm leaving you alone now."
"Thank you."
Jon walks over to the fridge and grabs several beers for him and the guys, along with a can of pop for Angelina. As he passes the table, he sets in down. "I'm not here."
Angelina smiles at him as she watches him walk into the living room. She settles in once again and pulls her notebook closer. Maybe it won't be so bad with them here; even if there is some noise. She would have turned music on at some point anyways.
It's nearly twenty minutes later when Jon walks over with a pizza box. Angelina looks up at him as he sets it down. "Thank you," she says.
"You're welcome." He walks over to the fridge to grab more drinks. "How's the studying going?"
"Good." She flips the lid up and takes a piece out. "Still having issues with the one section that I had issues with on the regular test."
He nods. "Need any help? Not that I can do a whole lot."
"You're a lot smarter than you think you are, Jon. But I'm getting there with it."
He sets a can of pop down. "Let me know if you want some help."
"I will."
"Need anything else?"
"No, I'm good."
He leans down and gives her a quick kiss. "Okay. Don't stress yourself out." He winks at her before heading back to the living room.
Angelina stands up a short while later. She stretches before walking into the living room. Jon looks over and smiles at her as she sits down beside him. He shifts enough to wrap an arm around her.
"Done?" he asks.
"For now," she answers. "I'll look it over again tomorrow night." She looks over at the one guy she doesn't know. "You're new."
"Oh, sorry! That's Drake Younger. Drake, this is my girlfriend, Angelina Montgomery."
"Angelina, nice to finally meet you."
"You too."
Jon grabs his beer from the table. "Drake's with another company, CZW. Been trying to get me to join up there."
"Oh?" She looks at Jon. "Are you?"
"It's something to think about." He shrugs. "We'll talk later."
"Okay."
Jon sits down beside Angelina again after locking the door behind everyone. He lets out a heavy breath as he lets his head fall back. "What a night," he mumbles.
"How'd the show go?" Angelina asks.
"It was good. Nothing too exciting."
She shifts and straddles Jon's lap. "So tell me about CZW." Leaning down, she presses a soft kiss to his exposed neck.
He smiles as he slides his hands up her thighs. "You really want to talk?"
She nips at his neck. "Is it something you want to do?"
"The talking? Not with you doing that."
She pulls back and looks down at him. "I meant CZW."
"I don't know." He rubs her thighs. "Maybe." He watches her. "Angie…" He licks his lips. "I've been thinking about it." He shrugs. "I wouldn't do anything without talking to you about it first though. Robert's just been talking to me about it."
She rests her hands over Jon's. "Have you ever been to a CZW show?"
"No, I've seen them though. They do some pretty fucked up shit." He watches as Angelina pulls his hand between them and starts trailing her fingertips over his palm. "It's something to look into. But it's not something I'll jump into without talking to you."
"Okay." She smiles at him. "Thank you for tonight."
He raises an eyebrow. "For what? I didn't do anything."
"When I saw you walk in with them, I thought it was going to be like every other time we've had people over." She leans down and kisses him softly. "But you kept it quiet."
"Told you I would."
"I know." She bites down on his bottom lip. "But I had my doubts, especially when you started drinking."
"Can't say I blame you." He drops his head back once again when she licks at his neck. "Angie…"
"I think I should thank you a different way." She bites down gently on the sensitive skin causing him to buck up and growl. "After all, you have been a very good boy. What do you think?"
"Finding it very hard to think about anything right now."
Angelina pulls back and smiles at him. "Good." She slips down to kneel in front of him. Reaching up, she unbuttons and unzips his jeans.
"I'm liking this aggressive side of you." He licks his lips as he watches her pull his cock free, gasping when she licks at the tip.
"Want more?"
"Fuck, Babe, yes." He bites down on his lip when she wraps her mouth around him. "Holy shit." His hips buck slightly when she hums as she starts bobbing her head. "That's it, Angie." He curls his fingers into her hair. He moans when she holds herself down on him for a moment. "Oh my… fuck, that's good."
Angelina hums as she continues to suck him. She loves the noises he makes. Not as much as she loves the way he grips her hair. It makes her feel like she actually knows what she's doing. When she feels his grip in her hair tighten, she knows he's close. She wraps her fingers around the base of his cock before pulling up so just the tip is still in her mouth. She swirls her tongue around the tip.
"Yes," Jon moans. "Oh God." He licks his lips. "Angie…" He moans out as he reaches his release.
She pulls off after another moment and licks her lips. She shifts to sit back on her heels, smiling up at Jon. He sits up and cups her face, pulling her close enough to kiss her hungrily. She squeaks when he pulls her back up onto his lap but settles in quickly. He moves his hands down before wraps his arms around her waist, tugging her even closer. She pulls back enough to smile down at him.
"What are you smiling about?" Jon asks. "That smile always makes me worry."
Angelina giggles at that as she slides off Jon's lap; she's not surprised by his groaning protest. She takes a step back when he reaches for her. She pulls her shirt off and tosses it at Jon before turning and walking toward the bedroom.
"Oh come on!" Jon runs after her, spinning her around, and pushing her against the wall. He smirks at her shriek. "You're mine now."
"Oh yeah?" She licks her lips. "Says who?" She shrieks again when he lifts her over his shoulder with ease and walks to the bedroom. "Jon!"
"I say." He smacks her butt before dropping her gently onto the bed. He reaches back and pulls his shirt off.
"Yeah? You gonna show me?"
"Oh yeah." He gestures to her jeans. "Lose the jeans." He steps out of his own jeans as he watches her. "And the bra and underwear." He walks over to the nightstand and grabs a condom. "God, you're beautiful." He leans down and kisses her as he rips the small package open. "Turn over."
She smiles at him. "Anything for you." She turns over and scoots up to give him enough room behind her.
He rolls the condom over his cock before climbing onto the bed. He slides a hand between Angelina's legs and slips a finger into her. "Fuck…"
She looks over her shoulder at him. "Something wrong?" She smirks at him.
"Who are you and what have you done with my Angie?" He smacks her butt cheek with his free hand. He adds a second finger, smiling at her. "Ready for me?"
She nods. "Yes." She whimpers when he pulls his fingers from her. Licking her lips, she watches as he moves closer to her. With one hand he's gripping her hip and the other guiding his cock into her, which makes her moans softly.
"Okay?"
"Yeah."
He runs his hand up her back and back down again. Gripping her hips, he starts to thrust slowly. He watches as she drops down to her elbows, allowing him a better angle. She whimpers, curling her fingers around the sheet.
"That's it, Angie, moan for me." He slides a hand up her back and holds onto her shoulder as he quickens his thrusts slightly.
"Oh God." Angelina flips her hair back before pushing herself up. She reaches back and tangles her fingers into Jon's hair. She turns her head, allowing him to kiss her.
"So good, Angie. Tighten on me. Scream for me." He nips at her bottom lip and slides his left arm around her waist, holding her back against him. "Let go."
She whimpers, loving the feel of him holding her like this. "Close."
He pushes her back down to the bed, following suit. He's careful not to hurt her as he continues to thrust. He kisses the side of her neck. "Come for me."
She gasps at the low rasp, crying out as she lets go. She shudders when Jon thrusts in hard. He moans as he reaches his own peak and bites down gently on her neck. After another moment, he shifts and slips out of her.
"Oh wow," Angelina says softly. She looks over at him as he falls to the bed beside her. "I love you."
Jon leans over and kisses her. "Love you too."
