Chapter 45

At home the next week life was pretty much back to normal for Katie. She had not heard much from anyone, friends or parents, after the Soul weekend. But the minute her face was plastered on a major tabloid, the phone started ringing. Becca called her Sunday night just after Katie got home from the airport.

"Kat. Oh. My. God. I saw you in the grocery store. Right on the rack. Are you ok?" Becca inquired. "Life as you know it has just changed, sweetie."

Katie laughed, "Yeah, I'm ok. I knew it would happen. I will admit I didn't think it would be so out in the open." She admitted.

Monday morning Katie went to the grocery store and could swear she got a few puzzled looks from people trying to figure out if they recognized her from somewhere or not. As she checked out she reached for a pack of gum and saw the picture of her and Jon on the covers of three different magazines. The woman checking out her groceries kept giving her sideways glances, trying not to be obvious. Katie couldn't help but grab a couple of the magazines and stick them on the counter along with the groceries.

Back at home she was putting the groceries away and heard a knock on the front door. Opening it she saw her neighbor standing there. Katie had wondered how long it would be until she showed up. She had to chuckle, she wasn't even home 24 hours yet.

"Hi Ella, how are you? What brings you down?" Katie greeted her.

"Katie, hello. I just thought it was time I came down and saw how things were going." Ella said, looking over Katie's shoulder into the house.

Katie smiled and invited her in for coffee. Ella sat at the island while Katie put the rest of the groceries away. Forgetting the magazines were on the counter, she saw Ella looking at one when she turned.

Bracing herself for the obvious questions coming, Katie smiled.

Looking up from the magazine, Ella said, "Forgive me, dear, but this is you, isn't it?"

Figuring she might as well embrace it, she answered, "Yes, Ella. That's me."

"With that handsome singer, no?" Ella studied the picture, "He looks familiar, have I seen him around here before?"

Katie rolled her eyes as she turned away to put the last of the groceries in the cupboard. "You may have. We have been seeing each other for a few months now." She admitted.

After a few more pointed questions, just enough to get the required information, Ella said she had to be going. As she watched Ella walk down the drive, Katie had no doubt it was only a matter of time before the whole neighborhood knew, if they didn't already.

Just then she heard her cell ring. Seeing Jon's number, she answered with a smile, "Hey there." She sat down with her coffee as his smooth voice warmed her ear.

"Hey baby, how are you doing? I wanted to call because I had a feeling you might be having an interesting morning." Jon knew what it was like. Luckily he also knew it would settle down for her in time.

"Yes, to say the least. I kept getting looks at the grocery store. Then my nosy neighbor had to stop by and get the facts." Katie laughed. "It is certainly different."

"I'm sorry, Kat. It shouldn't get too bad. And believe it or not, it will eventually settle down. I doubt you will be bothered, but if anyone shows up at your house or bugs you, let me know. I have a relationship with the media and could curtail it if need be." Jon assured her.

"I'm not really worried. I actually expected it to an extent. It's just going to take some getting used to, that's all. But it's all worth it, to be with you." Katie said. "I get it. I didn't expect to be invisible." She was really touched at his call, knowing he was concerned with how all of it was affecting her.

"Let me know if it gets to be too much though, ok?" He asked.

"I will. This is who you are, and I love you." She said softly.

She got a few more calls that day from a few friends and acquaintances. Besides the fact of retelling the story of how they met more times than she cared to, everyone was very happy for her. The questions settled down over the next few days. She had a couple of regular sessions left that week to wrap up. She went out to do some holiday shopping, trying to find something for Jon. She found some first editions books she knew he liked and a watch she had engraved on the back. He had at one point asked for a portrait of her to put up in his penthouse. So Becca had done a quick shoot of Katie in the red dress she wore to the Habitat gala. Katie had it printed on a large canvas.

Jon flew in to spend the weekend before Christmas with Katie, since both of them were going to have their kids over the holiday. They went out for dinner, without too much fanfare. Jon was asked for his autograph a couple of times and responded graciously.

"I'm sorry, sweetie." He apologized to Katie.

She shook her head, "Jon, you don't have to apologize. It all takes a little getting used to. But it is who you are, and I love you. I respect how you are with your fans. That is one reason I loved you, even before I knew I loved you." She teased.

He leaned over giving her a kiss, thinking how wonderful she was. She didn't ask for this, but she was taking it all in stride.

Katie and the kids had put up a small tree since they weren't going to be home for the holiday. Saturday night, while sitting by the fire, Jon excused himself for a minute. He came back downstairs with a few gift wrapped boxes in his arms. Katie took a sip of her wine and then brought out the gifts she had for Jon from behind the tree.

His eyes widened at the package the canvas was in. "Wow, what could that be?" He said, looking like a little kid.

"Open it!" She said, anxious for him to see it. She got almost more excited watching people open gifts she gave them, than opening her own.

He took off the ribbon and paper, revealing the back of the canvas. After all the paper was removed he turned it over. He let out low whistle as he saw it.

"Oh, baby. I love it! You are so beautiful and I loved that dress on you." He said, putting it down to give her a hug.

"Are you sure it isn't too much? I'm not good about having my own picture taken, so I left all of it up Becca to pick the best one." She admitted.

"It's perfect!" He said, kissing her deeply.

Pulling back after a moment, she said, "You're not done yet." gesturing to the other gifts.

Opening the rest, he loved everything. Then it was Katie's turn to open hers. He handed her a small black box with a red ribbon around it. She opened it slowly, finding the necklace and earrings that matched the bracelet he had given her before the party.

She let out a gasp and looked at him. "Jon, wow. They are beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He said, handing her another box. Inside was a beautiful gold watch. Three more gifts came after that. A pair of custom made leather riding boots with intricate stitching, a matching leather jacket and lastly, a new camera and two lenses. Katie let out a screech when she opened the camera equipment.

Knowing that it had must have cost more than the jewelry combined, she looked at him in shock. "Oh my God, Jon. This is too much. You shouldn't do this. I don't know what to say." She said. "How did you even know what brand?"

He chuckled, "I have my sources." silently thanking Becca, he said, "Just give me a kiss, baby. The look on your face is more than worth it. I just want to see you smile."

She thanked him just as he requested, softly pressing her lips against his. She put her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her, her tongue teasing his. He laid her back on the floor returning her kiss, pressing his body against hers.

He pulled back for a minute, "Kat, you are the best present I have ever gotten." He said, smiling down at her. "Can I unwrap you?"

She responded by pulling his mouth back to hers, her longing for him intensified as she felt him grow hard against her leg. Thinking of a way to thank him properly, she put her hands on his chest pushing him back. He was weak enough with desire that he lost his balance and landed on the floor next to her. Laughing, she quickly sat up and straddled him before he could protest.

Looking down at him, mischief dancing in her eyes, she said, "Hey, cowboy. Remember those little fantasies we played out for each other a while ago."

"Mm hmmmm." He answered, holding her gaze, curious as to where this might lead.

"Ok, well I have one more. And it really doesn't require you to do much of anything." A sly smile spread across her full lips.

"Hell, baby, I will do anything you ask." He chuckled.

"Anything? Are you sure?" She asked, running her finger tip over his lower lip.

"Mmmm, now you have my interest peaked." He said, his mind going wild with the possibilities. "I am your love slave." He said, winking at her.

"Ok, then wait right here." She said as she jumped up, going up stairs. After a moment he heard her footsteps on the stairs.

Before entering the living room, she said, "Ok, close your eyes and don't open them."

He closed them thinking perhaps she would appear in front of him in some sexy little outfit. Instead he found himself being blindfolded with a silk scarf. Willing to play along, he smiled as he felt her tie the scarf behind his head, knotting it securely.

"What are you going to do to me, baby?" He smiled, trying to find where she was. She didn't say a word but took his hand pulling him to a stand. She then steered him slowly up the stairs, sitting him on the edge of the bed once they were in her bedroom. She unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off over his muscled biceps. He tried to grab her around her waist but she was too quick, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him back on the bed.

"Ok, cowboy, move up this way." She directed. After he pushed himself up to the head of the bed, she took one of his hands lightly kissing his palm. She then put his arm above his head and tied his hand to one of the bed posts with another silk scarf.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He laughed, feigning nervousness. Hmm, he thought, two could play this game. He let her take his other hand and secure it to the other bed post, silently plotting a way to get his revenge, not realizing that shortly he would be begging for more.

Katie surveyed the scene before her. Jon, shirtless, in snug blue jeans, his erection very obvious, blindfolded and tied to her bed. She smiled, remembering how many times she had this fantasy before ever meeting him. Maybe wishes do come true, she thought. She removed her sweater and jeans quickly, wanting to focus all of her attention on him.

Hearing her movements he asked, "Whatcha doing, baby? When does my torture begin?" Said with a very sexy smirk on his lips.

He heard the rustle of clothing being removed as she giggled. "You just relax there, cowboy. I'm in charge."

Mmm, who am I to complain, he smiled to himself. He felt her warm breath on his neck as she came close, gently biting his bottom lip, her tongue darting around his as she kissed him, teasingly. The wonder of what she was going to do next intrigued him.

Feeling her lips on his cheek as she traveled to his neck, he whispered, "Just remember, darlin,' turnabout is fair play."

She moved down to his chest teasing one nipple with her finger tips while grasping the other one lightly in her teeth as she flicked her tongue over it. Her touch sent electric shock waves through his body as he felt his cock pressing against the denim, wanting out. She continued her assault as her tongue traced the trail of his hair to his navel where she lightly nipped him with her teeth. He let out a low groan, his hands straining against the scarfs, his ass muscles tightening as his body arched toward her. Katie pulled back tracing the band of his jeans with her finger, then unbuttoned and unzipped them, pulling them down his sculpted thighs and calves. His cock jumped out at her, throbbing with need. After removing his jeans she spread his legs placing herself between them, running her tongue over the inside of this thigh, getting close, but never touching, his erection.

He rose up wanting to feel her touch on his throbbing cock. Her hand, her mouth. Anything. Oh God, he thought. What is she doing to me?

"Oh baby, help me. Please..." He begged.

She leaned over lightly flicking the droplet off the tip of his cock, moaning, "Mmmm." Good God, he though. He had surely gone to hell because this was the worst of tortures. She slightly spread her legs, rubbing her clit and inserting two fingers into her dripping pussy.

She moaned, "Oh, that feels so good."

Then she ran her fingers over his lips, letting him taste her and smell her. He inhaled her scent, thinking, Oh Lord, he was surely doomed. She straddled him, teasing his lips with hers, the weight of her breasts resting against his chest. He could feel her heat against his stomach as she kissed him. She pulled back raising above him lowering herself on to his throbbing cock. She moved her hips in slow circles as she took him fully within her. Jon moaned and arched upward, not having his hands to pull her closer. She rode him, increasing the pace, feeling her own pleasure build. His ass lifted them both off the bed as he tried to bury himself deeper inside of her. She slowed the pace not wanting to let him off that easily. Trying to compose himself enough to work out his own plan, he slowly wiggled one hand out of the scarf, then the other, letting his arms lay above his head so he didn't give himself away. She squeezed him with the walls of her vagina, bringing herself even closer to release. He acted quickly, feeling that she was focused on her own pleasure for the moment. He grabbed her around the waist, as her eyes widened with surprise. Before she could act he rolled over and pinned her beneath him.

He threw off the blindfold and looked into her passion filled eyes.

He leaned down, her arms pinned under his hands, and whispered. "Now what are you gonna do, huh, baby?" He was still inside of her and he drove into her, picking up speed. He slowed down as he saw her face cloud over with desire, knowing she was close. He pulled out, still holding her wrists down against the bed.

She writhed from side to side, moaning, 'Oh, please, Jon. Please, I need to feel you. I need. you. now!"

"Uh uh, not yet, darlin'." He leaned over and took one nipple into his mouth, running his tongue around it. He sat back up looking at her, with a sly grin on his face, watching her, like a cat that just caught a mouse. The vision of her wild with desire was his undoing, her body arching up toward him. He entered her slowly, teasingly, pulling out slightly as he buried himself in her a little deeper with each movement. Not having her legs restrained she wrapped them around him pulling him all the way inside. He couldn't take it anymore and pummeled into her with a force he could not control. He let her hands go as he lay on top of her, his ass tensing with each thrust, his hot breath on her neck. She screamed as she came to her climax, the intensity blinding her. As her vagina spasmed, milking his cock, he found his own release. He bit into her shoulder as he filled her with his hot juices.

Collapsing on top of her, breathing heavily, he said, "Merry Christmas, baby." She is going to kill me one of these days, he thought. But, hell, what a way to go. He rolled over next to her, searching for the comforter. Finding it he pulled it up over them, and wrapped her in his arms. They fell asleep that way, until Jon woke to go to the bathroom. He went downstairs to make sure the fire was out, then went back to her bed, crawling in beside her and drifting off to sleep.

Chapter 46