Chapter 79

Katie slept in on Saturday, since the kids were at their dad's house that weekend. After a long, hot bath she descended the stairs and was welcomed by the smooth hum of a car engine pulling in. She had received Jon's voicemail that he would be arriving in the morning rather than Friday night. True his word, there was a sporty convertible rental sitting in her driveway. Smiling, Katie watched Jon as he got out of the sexy car. Not a collector by any means, Jon did enjoy nice cars, even if he was just driving it for the weekend. The door opened and he got out with a panther like grace, reaching into the backseat to grab hisduffel bag and swung it on his shoulder with ease. He looked the mix of rock star and highway cowboy in his old, faded jeans and worn boots, topped with a snug, black t-shirt. Black was obviously his favorite color. But then he looked so good in it, Katie thought, noticing his arm flex under the weight of theduffel bag. Holding her cup of coffee in one had, she opened the door for him with the other as he came up the front stairs. She greeted him wearing a swingy little sundress and a smile. His face lit up when he saw her. Without saying a word, he tossed the duffel in the hall and grabbed her around the waist pulling her in close. Katie set her cup down on the hall table just in time for his lips to posses hers in a long deep kiss. Her body melted into his, curve for curve, pressing against him, her hands reaching up around his neck, pulling his head to her.

"Mmmmmmm, baby..." Jon moaned against her lips. "God, I have missed you so much, it drives me crazy!" He whispered, pulling his lips away and burying his face in her hair.

Katie leaned her forehead against his chest, breathing in his scent, a mixture of a musky, warmth and his aftershave. Letting out a sigh, she raised her head, her eyes locking into his. "We really need to do something about this, cowboy. I can't take these occasional weekend flings." She teased, tracing his lips with her fingertip. "I have a great idea."

"Oohh, really." He inquired, his lips curved in a slight smirk, that he did so well.

"Really. I think you should marry me." She growled, "Then I could have my way with you any time I liked." she teased as she ran her hand down his chest to his firm stomach and around to his sculpted ass. She put her hands deep in his back pockets and pulled him tightly against her. "What do you think about that?" She said saucily.

She could feel him pressed against her stomach and felt stirrings in the snug jeans he was wearing. She pulled him into the room, then taking her hands out of his pockets, closed the door and tip toed backward, crooked her finger at him and motioned for him to follow her, then she bounded up the stairs. Not taking his eyes off her, he followed, though not as quickly. Walking up stairs was not an easy task when one went commando and tended to favor tight Levis. He saw her turn the corner at the top of the stairs toward her room. Damn, that woman does not waste time, he though. Forgetting his discomfort down yonder he sprinted the last couple of steps and caught up to her, grabbing her waist and swinging her around to face him.

"I think, right now, I am going to have my way with you, baby." he growled into her ear, the proceeded to run his hands up her stomach to her breasts as he devoured her mouth, his tongue demanding entry. He hands cupped her full breasts, lifting them as he tasted her sweetness mixed with the taste of coffee. Her attempt at teasing long gone from her mind, she pulled his t-shirt out of his jeans, and ran her hands under it feeling his hard abs on up to his chest around to his back. With a sharp intake of breath from the feeling of her hands on his bare skin, he buried one hand in her hair and pulled her mouth harder against his, while the other wandered south to her stomach and hips, finally stopping between her legs pressing his hand hard against her, feeling how hot she was.

She let out a moan at the pressure of his hand against her, arching her body into it. He couldn't take any more and backed her into the bedroom and toward the bed, gently laying her on the bed as he crawled on top of her, continuing to assault her mouth with his. Her hands left his bare skin and flew to the waistband of his jeans where she fumbled with the button. She finally succeeded and his cock jumped free from the restraining fabric of the jeans. Katie took him in her hand, feeling how hard he was already, stroking his cock up and down, slowly as she moaned against his lips for more.

"Oh Fuck!" He growled at the touch of her warm hand. This was no time for slow and romantic. He pulled away and pushed her dress up her legs to her waist and finally over her breasts. Katie sat up to help him in his quest, pulling the dress over her head and tossing it on the floor. He had been in to much of a hurry to see her to notice she was not wearing a bra, or panties. But there she was in all her naked beauty, looking at him, her eyes clouded with need. Their eyes locked for one split second and Jon peeled his t-shirt off, it joining the dress in a crumpled pile on the floor. His hand gently pushed her back on the bed, as his body covered hers.

Her body arched towards his, as he buried his face in her neck and whispered, "Please forgive me, baby, but I need you NOW!" just as he pushed her legs apart with his knee and entered her in one swift motion, burying himself as deep inside of her as he could. Katie let out a sound that was a combination of a groan and a scream as she felt his expansive cock fill her up, deeper than she thought possible. Her body arched up higher into his as he started a fast, almost violent claim on her body.

Not sure if she was in pain or pleasure, and not caring, Katie let out scream after scream as he plummeted into her, "Oh! God! FUCK me HARD! JON! AAAHHHH OOOOHHH My GOD!"

His mind was completely gone at that point as his mouth claimed her breast and bit her nipple with his teeth, just hard enough to cause further screams from her as he found himself unable to stop. He felt the pressure building in his own loins as he picked up speed. Not sure if she was going to pass or not, Katie felt her belly tighten as she was carried away on a wave of pleasure so intense all she could do was yell. Jon felt the powerful tremors in her body as her vagina wrap tightly around his cock, her orgasm taking over. Forgetting all reality, the animal within took over as he let outguttural groan after groan as he fucked her so hard her body slid back on the bed, further with each stroke. He lifted his head and let out a yell as his cock tightened and deposited his cum deep inside of her. Finally not able to hold his body up any longer, he collapsed on top of her, their bodies sweaty from the intense exertion. Both breathing heavily, they couldn't say anything.

After what seemed like an eternity, Jon rolled off of her and lay on the bed beside her.

She let out a deep sigh and turned to look at him. "Holy hell, cowboy, what was that?"

Suddenly feeling a bit sheepish, he looked at her, "Ah damn, I am sorry, baby. I hope I didn't hurt you." He said as he brushed aside a strand of hair that was stuck to her cheek, wet with perspiration.

She let out a little chuckled, "No worries, babe. You didn't. But I sure do feel well fucked. My God!"

Jon blushed slightly as he rolled over to face Katie, taking her in his arms. "Baby, you do things to me I can't even explain. Your like a drug I can't get enough of. The more I taste, the more I want. And the need gets stronger and stronger." He admitted.

Katie smiled. He really had no idea, did he? Holy crap, she though. For years she had said those very words to Becca about HIM, Jon Bon Jovi. It was one of those moments she still had occasionally when she went back to being the old Katie, feeling like she was living in a dream.

Jon noticed her smile, knowing something was behind it. "Penny for your thoughts, baby...." he said as he propped his head up on one arm, gazing down at her.

Katie turned her head and looked up at the ceiling, her smile slowly fading. She looked back at him, her eyes open straight to her soul and said, "Jon, I have felt the same way about you since I was 15 years old." A single tear trickled down her cheek. Her words and raw emotion jolted him as he realized, even though he had spoken the words first, she indeed had love him much longer than he had loved her. Not able to speak, he wrapped her back up into his arms and pulled her close, thanking God for the gift he had been given. A gift far more precious than all the fame and money in the world.

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