Chapter 6

The night seemed to drag on for Jecina.

She was anxious to leave the arena, drop the leftovers off at the local shelter and go back to the hotel to be with Jon. Throughout the 2 weeks being away from him, Jecina barely slept because she was used to being in his arms at night. It happened every time he went overseas for a tour with WWE. She even tried having a few drinks to relax her, but it didn't slow her racing mind down any, just subdued her anxiety. More than likely, her lack of sleep stemmed from worry since a lot of bad situations happened overseas in this day and age. All Jecina wanted was for him to come home to her in one piece, which he had. The moment he walked into the cafeteria and she laid eyes on him, Jecina couldn't stop launching herself in his arms, not wanting to let him go. Glancing up at the clock, she smiled as the clock struck 10 PM and knew they would be wrapping Raw up in the next 10 minutes. There would be a dark match afterwards, but Jon wasn't part of it since he was in the tag team scene and they weren't required to stay at the arena for it. Only until Raw finished, then it was fair game to leave to go back to the hotel.

Electric blues watched her from the doorway as Jon leaned against the frame with his arms folded in front of his chest, not making a sound. Maybe it was creepy of him, but he enjoyed watching her work and move around gathering everything. How she moved and breathed – everything about Jecina Shaw captivated him in ways no other woman had. 2 years…had it really been that long since Jecina took him back to Chicago and nursed him back to health? Since he finally let his guard down and admitted how he felt for her? It wasn't all wine and roses, but what relationship was? Everyone had their problems and their personalities were strong, clashing together several times especially during the first year. Jon was sure they wouldn't make it past a year or he would get bored of her, like every other woman he'd been with, and drop her like a bad habit. No, if anything he fell more in love with Jecina as each day passed by and it helped their sex life was better than ever.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Jon noticed she was struggling lifting a salver of half-eaten lasagna from the table and decided to make his presence known. "Need help with that?" He offered, catching the tray when she jumped and chuckled, setting it on the rolling tray.

"How long have you been standing there?" Jecina was lost in her own thoughts she hadn't noticed Jon until he spoke, feeling foolish. "Thanks…"

"Anytime." He kissed the top of her head, noticing how tired she was and placed a hand on the small of her back. "Let me help you so we can get outta here." Jon was running on fumes, though he wouldn't let either of them sleep until properly reuniting with his woman.

"You don't have to…" Jecina smiled against his finger pressing against her lips to stop her from protesting. "Fine, grab the rest and put them on the tray while I wipe down the kitchen." She'd already covered all the food and put it in containers for transport, so all they had to do was load it in the car.

Jon did as he was told, willing to do whatever it took to help Jecina finish up as quickly as possible. While she finished up in the kitchen cleaning up, he rolled the tray out to the rental to load everything in it and remembered how their first date started. She'd explained to him what she did with the leftovers every night and Jon couldn't generate a single smartass comeback. Her heart of gold was one of the many reasons he fell in love with her, even after 2 years. Opening the hatch, Jon loaded one platter after another and started thinking about their upcoming 2-year anniversary.

What the hell was he supposed to do for her? He thought about asking her to move in with him in Cincinnati, but didn't know if that's what Jecina wanted. All of this was new to Jon and he wished there was some kind of manual on how to ask a woman to move in with him. Hell, a guidebook on relationships would be even better. Jon was clueless, flying by the seat of his pants and doing everything with Jecina on pure instinct. All they did was sex it up for their one-year anniversary and, as glorious as it was, Jon wanted to do something more for her for their 2 years together.

It was a huge accomplishment for him personally.

The more he thought about asking her to move in with him, the more he convinced himself it was a good idea. On their days off, they spent them together either in Cincinnati or Chicago, taking turns so they each could be home at least a couple times a month. So in a way, they already lived together; it was just a matter of moving her things into his place and making her a permanent resident of Cincinnati. If she didn't want to leave Chicago, Jon wouldn't have a problem making the move to the windy city as long as they shared a home together. Wow, now he sounded like a needy chick! Jon shook himself mentally, finishing loading everything in the car and slammed the hatch down just as Jecina walked out of the arena, taking her hand to pull her against him to give her a kiss full of promise, longing and need.

"Goddamn I fucking missed you, Jina." He rumbled in a low gritty voice, feeling her nose rub against his and tightened his arms around her, squeezing her firm backside. "Ready to get the hell out of here?"

"Absolutely."

Even with how tired she was, Jecina would not go to sleep until they were both naked and sexually satisfied. It was their way of reacquainting with each other every time he did a long overseas tour and had to leave her behind. Jecina reluctantly pulled away from him after another soft kiss and slid in the passenger seat, knowing Jon preferred to drive. She smiled as he immediately took her hand to lace their fingers together once he was behind the wheel and kept her eyes on him while he drove to the nearest shelter.

Neither saw the pair of sad pale blue orbs watching them leave from the shadows.

Once the food was dropped off at the shelter and they pulled into the hotel parking lot, the couple headed inside to check into their room. No sooner did they step on the elevator, Jon immediately pushed Jecina against the wall and captured her mouth, massaging her breasts through the thin material of her top. Jecina purred, letting Jon do whatever he wanted and didn't care where they were as long as he kept touching her. Jon lifted her up, feeling her legs wrap around his waist and kept her pinned while the elevator rode up to their floor. The ding signaled they arrived and he walked off with her, his mouth devouring every inch of her neck he could reach.

"S-Set me down so I can unlock the door." Jecina stammered out, unable to keep her voice steady and couldn't believe how intense her body burned for this man.

Jon ignored her request, plucking the keycard out of her hand and slid it in the slot, opening the door to push it open. He turned and pressed her against the door, effectively closing it and continued his administrations, starving for her. She was his oasis and he was dying of thirst, his body also ignited in conflagrations. His hand slid down from her breast to her side, reaching beneath the skort to stroke her through the layers of material she had on. Soon, they would be gone, but for now all Jon wanted to do was making her as scorched as he was.

She was already there. "J-Jon…" Jecina was on shaky ground, melting against the door and could only bury her fingers in his dry unruly curls. "Bed…Take me to the bed now."

Smirking at her demand, Jon pulled her from the door and carted her to the bed, guiding her down on it once again suckling her soft flesh. She was just as eager and needy as he was. A woman that had the same insatiable sexual appetite as him was a major turn-on. Jecina seemed like the type that wasn't a wildcat in bed, but looks were VERY deceiving because she'd surprised Jon a time or two with what she did. Pulling away from her addictive neck, Jon leaned back on his haunches while she sat up to remove her top. His electric blues darkened at the site of the white cotton bra she had on beneath the matching top. Indeed, she was an angel – his evil angel. Surely she knew what wearing white did to him! Jon growled from low in his throat, hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her skort and pulled it down to expose the matching white cotton panties. Jecina was breathtaking in all colors, but there was something about white that completely obliterated Jon's senses and his hunger for her intensified.

"Nuh-uh, if I have to lose my clothes, so do you, Moxley." Jecina shook her finger while playfully chastising him and pushed him back enough to sit on her knees, tugging at the black A&M t-shirt he had on. "This has to go."

Jon obliged, reaching behind to pull his t-shirt off over his head and tossed it to the side, his eyes drifting shut at the first touch of her lips against his skin. She loved exploring his chest, having dreamt about it whenever she could fall asleep while he was away. However, her favorite part of Jon's anatomy was his muscular back. There was something about it that completely turned her on and Jecina would often give him back massages for that very reason. Of course, 9 times out of 10 they ended up naked and had sex, but there were moments where Jon would completely melt against her hands and endure the sweet torture of the massage. After placing sporadic kisses across the expanse of his smooth chest, Jecina finally reached up to bring Jon's mouth down on hers, falling back on the bed again with him hovering over her.

"Jeans off." She mumbled against his mouth, reaching down between them to slid a fingernail up the length of his hardened jean covered cock until her fingers clasped around the button, unsnapping them. "No more waiting, I need you…"

Bypassing the foreplay almost never happened, but tonight they were both burning with too much need to prolong reuniting. All Jon wanted was to be balls deep inside of her, to feel her warmth wrap around him and Jecina wanted the same thing. So for tonight, he would do what she wanted and there was always the fun of waking her up with foreplay once they both got some sleep. Shoving his jeans down and off, Jon hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties to slide them down her soft smooth legs. Jecina unfastened her bra quickly, their bodies sliding against each other moments later and it was the most exquisite feeling in the world. That was until Jon slipped between her silky wet folds and Jecina's head spun, deciding THIS was the most exquisite feeling in the world. There was nothing better than Jon filling her body completely and connecting with him on such an intimate level.

"Goddamn, haven't I stretched you out even a little?" Jon gritted out through his teeth, not believing even after 2 years and countless sexual encounters, she remained tighter than a latex glove. "Fuck Jina…"

"J-Jon…you feel so good, baby…" She moaned in pure ecstasy, arching her body against his and gasped as he began rocking in and out of her slowly. "I missed you so much…"

He wrapped his arms around her, settling on his knees and used the power in his legs to thrust in and out of her, pulling her up by cupping the back of her neck. First, Jon kissed her and then lowered his head to capture her already hardened nipple in his mouth, not stopping his thrusts. Jecina's legs rested on his thighs draped around his waist and had a tight hold on his strong arms, lulling her head back enjoying every second – every thrust bringing her closer to her inevitable climax. After giving her nipple the same treatment as the other, Jon slid his tongue down the valley of her breasts to her belly button, dipping inside of it once before traveling back up until his mouth met hers again in another explosive kiss.

Although it was in a threesome, Jon would never forget the first time he claimed this woman for his own. In front of his twin brother, no less. It was a moment in time Jon wished he could freeze and not because of Dean either or his plan. From the second he pushed inside of her receptive body, Jon felt as though he was having an out of body experience – it was almost celestial – the greatest experience of his life. As rough as he was, the fact Jecina never once complained and enjoyed the vigor as much as he did made Jon realize that night she wasn't just an ordinary woman. Up until that point, he thought of Jecina as just a plot to execute his plan to hurt Dean, a means to an end, but that all changed the moment they came together for the first time. After that, even with his confession of screwing Layla, Jon couldn't get the raven haired beauty off his mind, which made him pursue her and obliterating his plan of simply using her.

2 years didn't change anything – it always felt the same otherworldly way every time they became intimate.

"Jon…" She moaned uncontrollably, feeling the raw power he exuded in every thrust and the tightening of his hand in her black tresses only fueled her desire for him more. "Oh fuck HARDER!"

If the bed wasn't squeaking or the headboard wasn't pasting repeatedly against the wall, neither were satisfied with the pace. Making love wasn't in their repertoire and Jon had no problem giving her a proper pounding. Every time Jon would attempt to 'make love' to her, Jecina would always demand and encourage him to go crazy; he couldn't deny anything his evil angel wanted. He increased the pace, slamming as hard, fast and deep as he could inside of her, bringing them both closer to their end. Sounds of their flesh colliding against each other resonated around the room. Mixed with his groans and her moans, it was pure music to his ears.

"T-That's it…right there…" Jecina never had a problem voicing what she liked and disliked, though there wasn't much Jon did she didn't approve of. "Yes…YES!"

Hitting her sweet spot repeatedly, it didn't take long before Jecina was sent over the edge as her climax rocketed powerfully through her body. She cried out his name, trembling and gripped his arms to the point where her nails dug into his flesh as he rode through her first orgasm. Jecina knew he would force another one out of her before being subdued and tried catching her breath, but it was impossible to do with him hammering in and out of her. His hand left her neck and hair to wrap his arm around her waist, increasing the power the faster he went. Jon gritted his teeth, barely making it through her first climax and could already feel her walls clamp around him again, ready for the second wave.

"Fuck JINA!" He roared out, unable to hold back any longer and sunk his cock as deep inside of her with one final robust thrust, his seed erupting inside of her.

"JON!" Her hoarse cry clashed with his roar, both of them stiffening and then collapsing in a sweaty heap on the bed with his head on her chest.

They barely managed to utter they loved each other before darkness took over their exhausted bodies, neither moving an inch.