Chapter 17

Jon reached for Katie, enveloping her in his arms. There was no urgency, no words. Just the feeling that Jon wanted to wrap her up and pull her inside of himself, keeping her safe and close forever. And Katie, letting him welcome her into his warm embrace, putting her guard down, and letting him see her vulnerability. Something she hardly did with anybody. Maybe Becca, who knew her better than anyone. And maybe Jason. He met her lips with his, slowly caressing them. Her lips were soft, yielding to his touch. They held on tightly to each other, finally parting. The sun was descending, causing the clouds to turn brilliant shades of pink and red.

Jon moved around settling her between his legs, she leaned back against his chest. They watched the sun as it went lower in the sky. Jon stood up and reached for Katie's hand. They still did not speak. Katie picked up the blanket and he carried his guitar, slinging it around his neck, resting it on his back.

Back at the car, they deposited the blanket and guitar in the car. Jon was getting hungry and he knew Katie must be. Dutifully warned about how cranky she got when she was hungry, he asked, "How about we go back to the room and get a pizza delivered?"

Katie agreed, "That sounds like the best idea all day. Well, after the nap, that is." They drove back to the Inn, and went up the stairs. Both runners, Katie and Jon preferred the stairs to waiting for the elevator. Once inside their rooms, Katie rummaged around for a phone book. She could see the last streaks of pink over the ocean as the sun made it's final descent. "Jon, what kind of pizza do you like?" She called over to his room. He came out of the bathroom, "I'm easy." He teased.

"Well, I know that." She shot back, "But what kind of pizza do you want?" Jon laughed, "Ok, how is sausage and mushroom?" Katie realized that was her favorite kind. "Perfect!" She ordered the pizza and cold drinks.

Jon removed the flowers from the round table in his room and moved two chairs over so they could sit comfortably. Katie yelled over to him, "I'm just going to change into something more comfortable. Then I'll be right over."

Jon smiled to himself, wondering what something "more comfortable" might look like. Though, even he had to admit, tonight he didn't feel the urge to attack her. He was as attracted to her as much as ever. But he felt like he had seen into her depths tonight. Into her very soul. He wanted to experience that more so. For this evening, he thought, he was just happy gazing upon her, watching her, drinking in her beauty. He decided to follow suit and put on a pair of gym shorts and a faded t-shirt. He heard the joining door move, and turned around to see Katie standing there in a pale pink tank top and matching plaid pj shorts. On one hand he had to laugh because he so pictured her in something more, well, risque. But considering the evening, he found her totally adorable.

Just then there was a knock on the door. The pizza had arrived. Jon got the pizza, tipping the unsuspecting guy $100. "Sir, are you sure?" Jon nodded and thanked him. Katie was oblivious to the whole exchange, thinking maybe he tipped $10. After the pizza was devoured, Katie stood up and reached for Jon's hand, leading him out onto the balcony. It was dark, there were no lights except what could be seen from other rooms. The breeze was cool, but the sound of the ocean was so peaceful. Katie sat in one of the white painted rocking chairs as Jon followed suit. Off in the distance music could be heard. A simple piano melody, perhaps from another room. Jon stood up and took Katie's hand bringing her in tight against his chest, swaying to the rhythm. They danced in the moonlight until the music stopped. By this time, Katie was quickly fading, trying not to let the yawns escape. Jon noticed how tired she looked, and led her by her hand into her room. He had so many thoughts swirling in his head. He opened her bed for her, and said,"Lie down, sweet Kate. Tomorrow will bring only smiles." She laid down and he pulled the covers over her, placing them under her chin. He kissed her on the forehead and turned out the lights. "Sweet dreams, baby." He whispered in her ear and quietly made his exit. He closed the adjoining door leaving it open just a crack.

Back in his room he cleaned up the pizza box and cups. He left the French doors open, and laid in his bed with his hands behind he head. Jon could not make sense of all of the thoughts in his head. All he knew is he wanted Katie. The raw emotion he was feeling was not only a bit foreign to him, but was all consuming. Sure, he had been in love before with Dot. And he was sure it was real love. But people change and sometimes grow apart. Katie was similar in the fact she was stubborn and independent. But she had a depth to her that seemed bottomless. Jon thought, all he wanted to do was keep digging deeper and deeper, learning everything about her. She was like a drug. He couldn't get enough. After seeing a part of she didn't show to many people, Jon decided he wanted to get to know another part of her tomorrow. He wanted to express to her how he felt, not in song, but in the only way a man and woman can. With thoughts of how he would go about this, he drifted off....


Katie awoke to the sound of seagulls. At first she didn't remember going to bed. But slowly as the sleep haze lifted, she remember hearing Jon whisper in her ear, "Sweet dreams, baby." She smiled to herself and stretched. Truth be told she didn't remember dreaming about anything. She had slept like a baby all night. She looked over at the clock, 8:42, then looked toward the door that connected Jon's room. Just as she was about to sit up the door opened slowly and Jon walked in with a mug of steaming coffee. He could tell she had just woken up. "Hey, how are you this morning, sweetness?" he smiled and came over to sit on the edge of her bed. She sat up as he leaned over giving her a light kiss on her temple. "Mmm, I am good now. Do I smell coffee?" she peeked at the contents in the cup.

"Yep, and it is all yours." He handed the mug to her, looking at her while she took a long slow sip. Her hair was tousled and face slightly flushed from sleep. Jon had thoughts of taking her cup and curling up with her under the covers. But he knew that would be a very bad idea at the moment. Thoughts of Katie could get him going any time of the day or night, but the morning was an especially arousing time for Jon. It always had been. And seeing her all tousled and sleepy was almost more than he could bear.

"Mmmm, thank you. You really know how to pamper a girl." She realized that mother nature was calling. "Excuse me for one minute, I have to use the little girl's room" She padded to the bathroom, feeling Jon's gaze on her. After using the bathroom, she washed her face and hands, and quickly brushed her teeth followed by a swish of mouthwash. She went back to the bed and noticed Jon had made himself right at home. He was occupying the side she had slept on and grinning like the Cheshire cat. He had brought in his cup of coffee as well. She picked up her coffee and he moved over making room for her. She sat against the headboard enjoying the aromatic smell of the coffee. She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. She noticed he tasted like the hotel mouthwash as well. Feeling bold, she couldn't help but check him out. He still had on his faded tee and gym shorts. She noticed his tanned, tone legs, how easily the tee draped over his toned abs and the fact that it appeared he was commando under those shorts. He had a growth of stubble and morning bed head. Dang, he looked so fucking sexy, she thought. Katie could not deny that she had dirty thoughts about him running through her mind. But then her thoughts had taken that path many times in the past few days. The morning silence was broken by the rumble of Jon's stomach. He looked at her and laughed.

Katie couldn't help but lean over and rub his stomach, "Sounds like we better feed that savage beast." Jon let out a slight groan at her touch. Yes we better, or I will be asking you to touch more than my stomach, he thought. He set down his coffee and sat up, "That would make this boy very happy." Not as happy as diving under those covers with you, sweet Kate, the voice in his head said. Stop it, Jon, he told himself.

He picked up the phone and ordered room service, "Can you bring up a little bit of everything? But bring it to room 307, please." After putting the phone back in the cradle he leaned over and playfully nibbled on her ear. Katie giggle, almost dumping her coffee.

"Ok, there cowboy, I am going to catch a quick shower until the food arrives."

Jon gave her that one sided smirk asking, "Want some company?"

Katie pretended to swat his arm, "Not if you want to eat any time soon."

He rolled over, "Ahhhhhh, you're killing me." He said with a fake moan. She started to stand up, and felt a little tug on the hem of her tank top. She looked around and saw he had caught it in his teeth. God, that man was a tease. If I wasn't so hungry, she thought, I might just give him what he is asking for. She ran her fingers through his hair, "You better be good, or I may have to spank you." She warned.

"Darlin' that is not a very good deterrent." He growled at her. She dashed into the bathroom laughing. She closed the door and turned on the water. After stepping in the shower, she sighed as the hot water ran down her neck and back. As she finished up and stepped out of the bathroom, she heard voices in Jon's room. "Thank you, Mr. Bon Jovi." Ah, she thought, he had been discovered. At least by the hotel staff. She was sure he was recognized just now by the waiter, as the inn keeper would not have shared the info that he was here. She knew much of their business was people getting away and wanting privacy. She had thrown on the bathrobe that was hanging behind the door. The food smelled so good. She didn't bother doing anything with her wet hair, and went over to Jon's room.

"MMMM, that smells good." The platters of food were sitting on the table. Jon turned around and let out a slow breath. She looked so incredibly sexy with wet hair, her face flushed from the shower. Jon realized he had better figure out a way to get her out of the hotel room today so he could move forward with his plans. The realization of what would follow just about did him in. Instead of letting himself dwell on the thought, he pulled out her chair for her. They munched on pastries, eggs, bacon, fresh fruit and more coffee. As he watched her devour her breakfast, he formed a plan. He would tell her had a business call to make and ask her to run out and get lunch.

"Katie, I forgot all about a business call I have to make in a few hours. I am sorry. I hope you don't mind. They just won't leave me completely alone."

"No worries. What time is your call?" She asked. She didn't seem phased by it in the least.

"1p.m. Again, I am sorry." He tried to look sorry, at least. "Alright, how about this? I will run out and get us something for lunch while you are taking your call. Then we can have a nice, quiet lunch back here." she suggested.

Bingo, she took the bait, he chuckled to himself. That was almost too easy. "That would be awesome. Thanks for understanding." She really was good that way, he thought.

After breakfast Jon said, "I want to catch a quick workout in the fitness room, if its ok with you."

"Sure. I know I should, too. But I am just too lazy this morning. I think I will sit on the balcony and do some reading." She had to admit it sounded preferable to running on the treadmill.

After his workout, Jon came back to his room, and hopped in the shower. Afterward he went out to the balcony and gave Katie a kiss on the top of her head. She was so engrossed in her book that she didn't hear him come up behind her. "Hey, hi there" she smiled up at him. "How was the workout?"

"Very good. It keeps me feeling alive, you know?" He had dressed in a pair of faded jeans, another faded blue t-shirr and bare feet. She loved the fact that he was so laid back about clothing. Of course he looked amazing in everything. She looked at her watch and noticed it said 12:30. "Looks like you are about due for your meeting. I am going to change and I will run out and get lunch?"

"That sounds good. Again, thanks. I feel bad." Not really, he thought.

"Like I said, no worries. Get it done and then we can relax." Uh huh, he thought, that is just what we are going to do. He smiled sheepishly at her. She took the smile to mean he really did feel bad. She went back to the room and changed into a sundress and sandals. She grabbed her pocketbook, kissed him quickly, "I will be back in a bit." He returned the kiss and handed her his keys. From behind the open French door he waited until he saw her drive away.

He knew time was of the essence, so he picked up the phone calling the front desk. He needed candles and fresh red roses, they were happy to deliver. He also ordered a bottle of their best champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. Once it all arrived, he set the candles up all around his room, and took his time spreading rose petals all over the floor and the bed. Once that was done, he went to the closet thinking it might help the mood if he wore something a bit nicer than the old ratty t-shirt he had on. He picked out a thin gauzy red shirt. The same shirt that had gotten quite a reception during the last tour. He figured it could only help his cause. Besides, it was her favorite color. He checked his watch realizing she was due back any minute. He lit all the candles, located his guitar and seated himself next to the balcony watching for her. After a few moments he saw the black convertible drive into the parking lot. He realized he was a nervous as hell. What the fuck is wrong with you? he scolded himself. Get a grip, man! He went over near the door waiting as he heard her turning the key. Katie tried to be quiet in case he was still on his call. When she opened the door she was greeted by candlelight and Jon standing next to the door. He took the food and stuck it in the room fridge, then took her hand leading her over to the bed. She couldn't find her voice. She could only look into his eyes. Once seated on the bed she noticed rose petals everywhere. She looked up at him, noticing he had on the red shirt. He picked up his guitar, and sat on the bed next to her. It was the most beautiful sight she thought she had ever seen. She tried to find her voice, but Jon just put his finger on her lips saying, "shhhhh."

He started to strum the guitar. The realization of the song he was about to sing to her caused her to tear up. All she could do was look at him, she couldn't have spoken if she tried.


Sitting here wasted and wounded
at this old piano
Trying hard to capture
the moment this morning I don't know
'Cause a bottle of vodka
is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
I think she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies
they won't make of me when I'm dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

Well I'm so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I've given each night
Just to see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it's hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes and whisper,
baby blind love is true

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked
And she's giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died

When you close your eyes
Know I'll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonite I won't be alone
But you know that don't
Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove
For it's you that I'd die to defend

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

As he picked the last few cords of the song, he looked at her, noticing the emotion in her eyes. He could feel his heart begin to beat faster as he put the guitar down. He stood up and took her hands in his, pulling her up into his embrace. He brought her mouth up to his, slowly tasting her, letting his tongue slowly dance with hers. Katie couldn't think. She was overcome with emotion and wanted nothing more than to feel his arms around her, his mouth on hers. In the back of her mind she knew what was about to happen, and realized she had never wanted anything more in her life.

She returned his kiss, slowly at first, pressing her body as close to his as she could. She felt like she could not get close enough. Their kiss became more powerful and demanding. Jon finally tore his mouth from hers and kissed her neck, trailing with his tongue down to her shoulder. Katie leaned her head back as a moan escaped her lips. Jon watched her face as he gently pushed the strap of her dress down her shoulder, making gentle circles with his tongue down her neck to the edge of her dress.

Her expression just about did him in, but he wanted to take this slow. He gently backed her up to the bed, and knelt down in front of her. He place his hands on her side and gently brought them up while kissing her, cupping her breasts in his hands. Katie's mind was reeling under his touch. She felt the moisture growing between her legs as he brushed his hands over her nipples. He pulled back from her mouth, looking her in the eyes, whispering to her, "Baby, I want you." Like the roses need the rain, she thought.

She looked into his eyes as her breathing increased. "Oh God, yes." That was the only answer he needed. He gently eased down the straps of her dress over her shoulders, over her breasts. She didn't have a bra on under the dress, and he let out a sharp breath as his eyes took in her beauty. Her breasts were full and firm, the nipples erect from his touch. He lowered his mouth to one, slowly sucking on it, running his tongue around the nipple in slow circles. He pulled back looking at Katie. Her head was back and her eyes closes. He could hear her breathing fast and felt her heart pounding under his hand. "Oh God, Jon, Oh GOD! Please...." She looked down at him with heavy desire in her eyes. She put her hands in his hair and pulled him towards her, invading his mouth with her demanding kiss. He slowly guided her backwards on to the bed, laying over her. She put her hands on his chest, fumbling for the buttons on his shirt. "I want to feel your skin." She pleaded. He sat up for a moment and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, then pulling it off over his toned chest and arms, the whole time looking her in the eyes. Katie held his gaze, but pulled it away as her eyes traveled over his body.

Jon heard her low moan as he lowered himself to her again, finding her lips. He could feel her bare breasts swell under his chest. Katie put her hands on his back pulling him close. He pushed her dress down lower to her hips. He lowered his face to her breasts once again, teasing the nipples with his tongue, then moving lower to her rib cage, slowly trailing a wet path to her belly button. He felt her stomach muscles tense up as he tickled and teased. He took his hand and pressed it between her legs feeling her heat through the fabric of her dress. She arched up towards his hand and let out a gasp. "Uhhh, oh God, Jon, uuhhh."

He watched her reaction to his touch, feeling himself about to explode out of his jeans. "Do you like that, baby?" He asked in a deep, husky voice. She couldn't take it much longer, so she sat up reaching for the button on his jeans, unbuttoning them. He closed his eyes and moaned as he felt her hands pull down the zipper, and push his jeans down over his hips. She couldn't tear her eyes away as his cock, finally free, jumped out of the jeans. She lowered the jeans to his knees as she took in the sight of him. God, he was magnificent, she thought as she put her hands on his erection, slowly caressing its length. He threw his head forward with a gasp, "Oh, sweet Jesus, Kate."

He composed himself for a moment and removed his jeans, tossing them on the floor. "Ok, it is your turn." he said as he gently picked her up and stood her in front of him. He eased her dress over her curvy hips, noticing she had on a red lace thong. As the dress fell to her ankles, she stepped out of it. Jon sat back taking in her beauty. Fuck, he though, she was so incredibly gorgeous. He slowly ran his hands over her full breasts, down her sides, over her flat belly, lower putting one finger under the band of her thong, slowly pushing it down over her hips. Once removed, he took his fingers and put them between her legs, admiring the Brazilian wax job she had done a few days before. He slowly rubbed her clit with his finger, feeling her dripping wetness. He looked up at her reaction, seeing her eyes on his, clouded over with passion. He removed his fingers and turned her around towards the bed again, gently laying her back against the pillows. He spread her legs and tickled her inner thigh with his tongue. "Jon! Oh Please, Jon. I need you."

"Not yet sweet, Katie, not yet." He whispered.

He moved up kissing her hip, moving down further, taking his fingers and stroking her clit. Then slowly pressing his fingers into her hot wetness. He slowly moved his fingers in and out, feeling the walls of her vagina squeeze his finger. She arched up against his hand, begging. "Oh God, Please, Jon. I need to feel you."

He removed his fingers and gently spreading her legs, moving his mouth further down to her luscious lips, teasing her clit with his tongue. Katie could feel the heat building in her groin as he sucked and teased. Just as she thought she might be to the point of no return, he pulled away, moving up next to her face. He kissed her deeply, as he settled himself between her legs. She could taste her own muskiness on his lips. It drove her wild as she put her hands on his back pulling him closer.

She could feel his cock, throbbing and hard, against her leg. He backed away briefly and bent her knees up, settling in closer. He moved back up near her face, and spread the lips of her vagina with his fingers, entering her in one slow motion until he was deeply inside, feeling the walls of her vagina wrap around his cock.

He had to stop for a moment as he let out a sharp breath. He buried his head in her neck, "OH holy hell, Kate, My God." He moaned as he slowly started to move in and out. She arched up to meet him, thrust for thrust as they slowly picked up speed. Her hands moved from his back down to his tight ass, pulling him deeper inside of her. Katie could feel the tension building within her and knew she was getting close.

Jon picked up speed driving into her with a force he couldn't control. It only caused Katie to move her hips faster, driving her closer to the edge. "OH, God, Jon! Fuck me. Fuck me hard." She screamed. He drove into her deeper, and harder as she grabbed his hair in her hands, arched up moaning. He felt her vagina walls spasm, massaging his cock causing him to drive into her one more time as he groaned and filled her with his hot cum. They both grabbed onto each other, trying to get as close as they physically could. Finally the spasms calmed down and he collapsed on top of her, burying his face in her hair. She closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around his back, breathing heavily. He caught his breath and gently rolled over laying next to her. He took her hand in his and rested it on his stomach, while they both laid there, spent.

Chapter 18