**Okay, here it is, my fellow readers! Here is the whole reason I decided to do this sequel in the first place! Enjoy!**

Chapter 57

The next three weeks crawled by for Jecina and it drove her a little crazy, especially since she still hadn't talked to Jon on the phone. Texting only. She had stuck to her plan, as much as it killed her not to hear his voice or see him. So far, Lilianna had reported nothing except good things regarding Jon's attitude and demeanor. He mostly kept to himself, though Seth also kept him company whenever they worked out together. Jon didn't notice anything out of the ordinary happening as far as Lilianna keeping an eye on him, which was a blessing. She wasn't sure she could pull this spy job off, but when the man had a routine he followed every single day he was on the road, it wasn't hard.

However, the only time Lilianna couldn't keep an eye on Jon for Jecina was when he went home for his days off.

Jecina understood not every single second, minute, hour, of every day would be covered and accepted it. She was more concerned while he was on the road around the other women in WWE than anything. It also helped they texted each other back and forth vigorously, even while he was on the road working. An hour didn't tick by where they didn't text each other. That told her Jon missed her as much as she did him. He had asked every night if he could call just to hear her voice, but Jecina was steadfast in keeping their communication to text messages only.

Just one week to go and Jecina would be back in his arms, engaged and happy. One month without sex was a huge accomplishment for Jon because he hadn't gone that long without it since being in a coma in the hospital. Jecina wanted to see if he had the resolve to go without for a straight month, without her, because this was their life now. They would only be able to see each other on their days off now due to the draft splitting them up. Jecina still didn't understand why she couldn't be on the same show as him since she wasn't on the show. It didn't make sense to her and she had even called Stephanie to inquire about it.

"My Dad made the choice and there's nothing I can do to change it, Jecina. If I could, you know I would in a heartbeat. I'm sorry."

Tonight, they were Bakersfield, California for Smackdown! Live while Raw was, unfortunately, on their way overseas to New Zealand. Jon wouldn't be texting her for the rest of the night due to how long the flight was. He had taken a sedative prior to takeoff, just like every time he had to go overseas for shows. Jecina smiled sadly, reading his last text message about the MP3 player and pressed her phone to her chest, feeling tears sting her eyes. It happened every time she received a new text from him reminding her of the past, of all the amazing times they shared together. She would never forget the way Jon's face lit up when she gave that MP3 player to him, shutting her eyes at the memory of the incredible lovemaking that followed that night.

Sniffling, Jecina packed up her belongings, along with the food to drop off at the local shelter and headed out of the arena. This job felt emptier without Jon being with her. Maybe it was time to look for a different job; at least she was guaranteed to see Jon whenever he came home from the road. Granted, she had a lot of friends in WWE, but at the same time, none of them compared to Jon Moxley and they never would be able to replace him. It was as if a hole was deep-rooted in her heart permanently and the only way to fill it was being with Jon again. Opening the hatch, Jecina managed to pack all the food in it and shut it, slipping behind the wheel moments later to pull out of the parking lot.

It took an hour to drop off the food to the local shelter before Jecina drove to the hotel. The moment she was inside her room, she pressed her back against the door and let the tears flow, clutching her stomach. Every night since she'd left Jon, she broke down whenever she was completely alone, unable to do it at the arena in front of others. It physically hurt to be away from Jon and she had to let her pain out somehow, someway, while still moving forward with her life. Stumbling to the bed, Jecina managed to drop her keys and purse on the dresser before collapsing on the soft comforter, covering her face with her hands.

Insomnia had also become an issue for her and Jecina could already feel her body shutting down from all the emotional turmoil she'd endured lately.

Sometime later that night, or maybe it was early morning, he didn't know or care and slipped into her room. It was dark except for the half shaped moon shining outside into the room…directly on her. She looked like a beautiful tragedy the way she slept, her face streaked with tears. It was obvious she had cried herself to sleep. He sighed, lowering himself to be eyelevel with her and brushed a strand of hair away from her face, admiring her for a minute. It'd been a while since he was this close to her, even longer since he touched her.

Jecina moved slightly, letting out a shaky breath and didn't awaken, her chest still rising and falling steadily. He smiled, walking around the bed to draw the shades to make the room completely pitch black. The last thing he wanted was them waking up in the morning to sunlight hitting them in the face. They would be sleeping in very late since he knew her flight didn't leave until afternoon sometime to go to Chicago. If he had it his way, maybe he'd convince her to finally come home with him, where she belonged.

Shedding his clothes, he slid into bed behind her and pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck, since her hair was still up in the bun. He had to admit, her long hair was far sexier than being short. Jecina stirred slightly at the feeling of something soft and warm kissing her neck, letting out the softest of moans. Good, she was slowly waking up. His hand slid beneath the sleeveless top she had on, the silky material feeling amazing against his touch. She smelled heavenly, his eyes closing to relish this moment, this feeling, this scent and seared it to his memory. Jasmine. Jecina never went anywhere without smelling of the intoxicating flower and it always made him heady.

"Mmm Jon…" Jecina was still half-asleep, trying to wake up fully, but the exhaustion was too much for her.

She was somewhat lethargic, but nothing he couldn't work around. It didn't deter him from what he wanted to do to her either. He had to prove to her how much he loved her and he'd do anything to ensure her happiness, including being spontaneous by showing up to her hotel room late at night. She murmured again, but it was incoherent and he chuckled in her ear, nuzzling her neck this time.

"Relax, Jina, I got you." He rasped out, his voice barely above a whisper and he spoke right into her ear. "God I've missed you…"

"So tired…" Jecina mumbled, feeling a strong hand slip past the skirt she had on and panties to finger her slick folds, making her moan a little stronger. "Jon…" If this was a dream, she did not want to wake up from it and could feel her body slowly coming alive.

It had to be a dream since Jon was currently on his way to New Zealand. At least this was one way she could have him and be with him, in her subconscious. It was better than nothing and she honestly needed him in any way possible. The more he kissed and nipped her neck, the hotter her body became until she slowly sat up to face him.

"Did you miss me, Jina?" He asked, once again in that raspy whisper and felt her hand connect with his slightly scruffy face. "I missed you so much…" Jon heard her sniffle and immediately pulled her against him, his arms wrapped tightly around her. "Don't cry now, I'm here…" His mouth captured hers, kissing her breathless and felt her completely melt against him, the kiss quickly growing passionate and hungry.

Christ, she tasted better than he remembered. Their tongues danced together slowly, neither wanting to rush this reconciliation and it didn't take long for Jecina to realize he was naked. She broke the kiss, staring at him through the darkness and slid her fingers down his chiseled chest, her mind clouded in a thick passion haze. Her body was screaming at her not to second guess or question any of this as she brought his mouth against hers again, this time harder and deeper.

"I need you, Jon…" Jecina breathed against his lips, being guided back gently on the bed with his body hovered over hers and their mouths found each other again. "I love you so much…I'm so sorry…"

"Ssshhh I'm here now, no more apologizing." He ordered, his lips gliding down her jaw to her neck and slid his hands down her sides, molding her body. "Fuck, this skirt has to come off, Jina…"

Nodding, she lifted her backside and reached down to unzip it, letting him pull it off her body, along with her panties, tossing both pieces of clothing to the carpeted floor. "My top needs to go too, I want to feel you skin on skin as you claim me again…"

He had no arguments about that and pulled her up by the hand to help her pull the material over her head. Jecina unclasped her bra before pulling him back down on top of her, kissing passionately and spread her legs wide open for him. There were no qualms about what she wanted; she was a woman to get laid by the man she loved. He didn't want to rush this though, not after they'd gone so long without being together. Gritting his teeth, Jon began sliding his cock up and down her slit, the warmth enveloping them both as her moans filled the room. She was already soaking wet for him and it made him smile knowing HE was the one who had this effect.

Whimpering, Jecina writhed beneath him and slid her hands up his muscular arms to his shoulders and down his chest, feeling just a bit of hair. That was weird, but they had been through a separation and a lot of people tended to let certain things go. She couldn't believe he was here with her, wondering how he managed to get in her room and immediately dismissed that thought. Of course, he'd gone to the receptionist, told them who he was and they'd given him a key. He was the only one allowed to have one besides Gabriella for emergencies only. This was an emergency as far as she was concerned and she would not question why he was here with her instead of on a plane, flying thousands of miles away.

The teasing was killing him. His cock throbbed with need for her as Jon buried his face in the crook of her neck and couldn't hold back any longer. Claiming was the only thing he cared about at the moment, nothing else mattered, not even what would come after this. They still had a lot of talking to do regarding their future and whatnot. For now, in this moment in time, she belonged to him completely, wanted him and he would not let her down. His mouth captured hers in another hungry, demanding kiss as her knees bent, feet planted on the bedding. His cock probed her as Jon slid just the tip in and then back out, making both of them suffer.

Jecina was not above begging by now, her nails leaving red lines in their wake as they raked down his chest, begging him to end their torment. "Now…take me now, please!" She cried out softly, looking up at him through the darkness and could tell he was trying to maintain control with her.

It wasn't happening. Her sweet begging did not fall on deaf ears and Jon suddenly plunged inside of her, thrusting swiftly, burying himself to the hilt. They both groaned at the friction between them, the feeling of being reunited again after three very long weeks. To him, it seemed like a hell of a lot longer than that, though. Jecina sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, moaning out as he began moving in and out of her receptive body. Jecina was in pure heaven, gripping his upper arms and concentrated on the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her, each thrust a little harder, deeper than the first. Jon refused to increase the pace of this dance, wanting it to last as long as possible and to drive them both out of their minds with desire.

Rolling them over, Jecina now straddled him and his cock never left her as her nails dug into his chest slightly. "Ride me." He growled, squeezing her backside gently and felt her begin to rise and fall, his hands moving up to massage her breasts.

"Oh Jon, oh god you feel so good inside of me, baby…" Jecina moaned out, leaning back while bouncing on his cock and used his strong, muscular thighs as leverage to make this even more pleasurable.

It didn't matter how tired she was. Jecina would NEVER be tired enough not to thoroughly pleasure her man. Her breasts began moving up and down while riding him hard and fast, driving him deeper inside of her with each passing second. Jon suddenly bolted upright, wrapping her legs around his waist and crushed his mouth to hers, feeling his climax building and he knew she was close to. He was determined to do it together, to really make them one. Leaning her back, his mouth captured a nipple in his mouth with his hand pressed against her back to support her, while his other hand slid down between them. Jecina cried out softly at the feeling of his fingers stroking her bundle of nerves, bringing that much closer to the edge. She was panting heavily, along with him, their moans and groans the only sounds echoing off the walls of the room, besides the soft squeak of the bed.

"Cum with me, Jina…all over my cock…" He growled in command, increasing the pace and began slamming in and out of her as hard, fast and deep as he could, holding her close.

"I'm close…so fucking close, Jon…JON!" Jecina shouted out breathlessly, feeling as though her heart might give out and pressed her forehead to his, pressing their chests together. Her hardened nipples against his slightly hairy chest created a whole new sensation and Jecina lost herself, especially since he'd never stopped stroking her clit. "Yes – there! JON!"

Feeling her shatter against him, Jon held onto her tightly and rode out her first orgasm, demanding another one out of her. She could give him another one, possibly two, before he finally gave into her. Her body was already sensitive after the first climax, so it didn't take long before she came hard again, screaming out his name in her release. Darkened blues narrowed as he pounded her relentlessly, knowing she had one more inside of her and could feel her juices flooding the bed beneath him, along with his soaked cock. He didn't care, gritting his teeth and could feel the exhaustion from her body oozing out of her pores. Just one more…he needed to feel the warmth one more time.

"JOOOON!"

That was it. After her third, he could not hold back any longer. It was his undoing. With a roar of her name, his cock sank deep inside of her and exploded, his seed coating her back wall. Jon did not stop thrusting, not even after his cock went completely limp inside of her and soon, their bodies had settled with his body collapsing back on the bed. Jecina fell on top of him in a sweaty heap, coughing from how hard her breathing was and he stroked her back, trying to calm her down. The last thing he wanted to do was make her pass out from their intense lovemaking.

"I-I love you so much…"

He smiled upon hearing that and kissed the top of her head. "I know you do. And that's why I told you I'd make you see the truth soon enough. And tonight seemed like a good night to make do on that promise."

It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped down her back as Jecina's body went frigid, tense. That particular conversation had only been between her and one other person…one other person that could…Jecina suddenly hopped off the bed in a flash and found the light switch, flipping it on. There on the bed, staring back at her, was a grinning Dean Ambrose and Jecina felt her heart plummet to the depths of her stomach.

She just had sex with Dean Ambrose, thinking he was Jon!