Chapter 82

Becca’s plane landed late on Thursday afternoon. David was waiting for her at the baggage claim area, his curls restrained by a baseball cap and eyes shielded by sunglasses. No one seemed to take notice of him, but the couple got a few smiles as he greeted her with a big hug. David ushered her through the crowd to a car outside, then they sped off through the New York traffic.

Becca stretched out her legs in the generous back seat space, glad to be off the plane. David put his arm around her, pulling her into him as the driver expertly navigated the obstacle course of vehicles. She smiled and laid her head on his broad chest, letting out a deep sigh. It felt so good to be with him again. He had been busy writing the score for yet another musical over the past few months, and with Katie occupied by wedding plans and changing up her business, the studio had needed a bit more TLC from Becca the past couple of months. Hearing her sigh, he bent his head to give her a kiss on the top of her head, followed by a squeeze. David smiled to himself as he thought about how much he was looking forward to this weekend with her. It had been too long. He also knew Jon and Richie were writing again, so soon he would be even busier. Somehow he had to figure out a way to see her more, he thought. He had an idea bumping around in his head for a few weeks, but wanted to hole away with Becca for the weekend and reconnect before he sprung it on her. Oblivious to his thought process, Becca just enjoyed cuddling with him in the back seat as they watched the city speed by.

A soft knock on the door alerted Katie to Becca’s arrival on Friday morning. She answered the door and gave her friend a big hug in welcome. As chic as always, Becca wore a tan skirt, ballet flats and a denim shirt cinched with a wide leather belt. and the dark frames of her slim glasses perched on her nose. Katie noticed, thinking she must have run out of contacts again, which she often did.

Becca noticed her friend looked quite nervous. She rubbed Katie’s shoulder to soothe her, “Your going to do just great, you know. Let me see what you got quickly before we go.”

Katie smiled sheepishly, “I suppose. It is just all new, talking to these big promotions people and all.” She led Becca over to the table where her laptop was set up and she was gathering things for the meeting. Becca scrolled through the photos and layout ideas Katie had put together.

She let out a low whistle, “Kat, these rock. I really like what you are going for here. Granted it is up to the promo people in the end, but I think you really have the feel for this group. You really captured their essence. I am so proud of you.”

Katie couldn't help but blush, it was a big compliment coming from Becca, who did this stuff all the time. “Thanks. That really makes me feel better. I am just so unsure, you know?”

Becca smiled reassuringly, “I know, sweetie, but you can do this. I have a feeling you nailed it.”

Katie let out a sigh, glad her friend would be by her side, if for nothing more than the little confidence boost it would give her. “I hope you will chime in, I am sure I could use the input.”

Becca shook her head, “Nope, this is your gig, Kat. I will be there for support and as your “assistant” but you are at the wheel now.”

“Yikes! Ok, well I am glad you can come. Lets get going.” she said, closing up the laptop and putting on a confident smile that hid the butterflies she was really feeling.

Katie’s photos and ideas were well received by the promotions manager, leaving her feeling satisfied and proud of her work, and asked to use her for future assignments. She left the meeting on cloud nine and starving.

“See? I told you that you nailed it.” Becca confirmed. “Now lets get some lunch and celebrate.”

By the end of their lunch, Katie had two voice mails from the promoter for future clients. The two friends agreed to talk the next week when Katie was back at the studio, then hugged their goodbye. Jon was just emerging from the studio in the back of the penthouse as Katie opened the door.

“Hey, baby,” He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. He had morning scruff and tousled hair, not having even showered yet. “How did it go? Tell me all about it.” He admired how smartly she was dressed. Tan, cropped pants, wedge sandals and a ruffled sleeveless green top, her hair silky and thick as she flipped it over her shoulder. She looked every inch the talented, intelligent woman she was.

She admired his disheveled appearance then led him to the sofa, ready to fill him in. “Oh my God, Jon, it went really well. They loved the shots. And get this...I have two more calls already to schedule shoots!” She informed him, excitedly.

He smiled at her energy, giving her a big hug, “Congrats, baby! I am so thrilled for you. I told you. Your are talented, Kat. You will be in high demand. Are you ready for this?”

She looked at him closely, her eyes narrowing a bit. “Jon, you didn’t arrange these other assignments, or put a call into anyone, did you?”

His face darkened for a split second, but he regained his enthusiastic smile quickly, “Kat, I wouldn’t do that. I know how important this to you. This is all you. I swear.” He said, seriously.

She jumped at him, her arms wrapping around his neck, squeezing him, as a squeal escaped her lips. “I am so excited, Jon. Really excited about work again. It has been a long time.” She admitted.

He returned the embrace, pulling her close, kissing her temple and whispered in her ear, “I am a bit excited myself, darlin’..”

Not waiting for her answer, he leaned toward her, devouring her warm, sweet mouth, tasting her with his tongue. She responded by letting her tongue dance with his. She could feel his arousal growing against her leg, causing his already snug jeans to become even more taut. He pulled back after a moment and stood up, reaching for her hand. He noticed once more how well her top matched her deep green eyes, since it wouldn’t be on her much longer, he thought, as he led her to the bedroom.

“What are you smirking about now?” she inquired.

“Nothin’ much, baby. Just thinking how much fun it is going to be to unwrap this finely wrapped package.” The smirk widened as he pulled her into him, leaning in to her neck, nibbling lightly right under her ear with his teeth.

She leaned her head back with a giggle, “Damn, cowboy, that tickles!”

He remedied the situation by moving down further to the little dip where her neck and chest met, teasing with his tongue, following the line of her v-neck to the middle where the V dipped right above the swell of her breasts, lifting his hand up to cup her breasts underneath their ruffled covering. His mouth kept going making it’s way to her nipples, which were hard and plainly visible through the silky fabric despite the fact of the padded bra. His teeth bit through the light padding and fabric causing her to let out a gasp. It caused her knees to go weak as she leaned forward into him. He let her nipples escape his love bites for the time being and swooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed like the romantic hero he was in her book. He plopped her down on the comforter, and crawled on the bed over her, like a lion investigating his prey. Her toned arms reached up around his neck and pulled his face to hers, one hand resting at her side while the other supported his weight. He laid his body against her length, his cock straining against the fabric of his jeans as her she bent her knee, rubbing her leg against his groin.

His hand moved down to the waist of her pants pushing up her shirt. His slightly calloused hand caressed her smooth skin on its way up to her breast. He pushed her bra over her breast and massaged the nipple gently with his fingers, the rough callouses from playing the guitar caused friction that drove her even more mad.

“Ahhhh, Jon.” She cried, arching her body up to meet his. She moved her hands from around his neck down to his waist band, fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans. His erection did nothing to ease things for her. Her hands caused his dick to jump as it tried to escape its confines, so Jon finally sat up and did the task himself, freeing his impatient member. He shook his leg, trying to rid himself of the restricting garment. Once free, he peeled the tight black t-shirt from his torso, tossing it to the side.

Devouring Katie with his heated gaze he growled, “Your turn, baby.” And pushed her top up and over her head, her bra close behind. Katie helped him by shimmying her shapely hips out of her pants, and tossing them the way of his with her foot. He helped her by pulling the beige lace boy shorts over her hips, topping their pile of clothes with them. Finally having her just as he liked her, he laid his body on top of hers and buried her mouth, tasting her sweetness, his cock throbbing against her leg. Her hands ran up and down his back, feeling his muscled shoulders flex as they held his weight above her. Her legs automatically opened, letting him sink his cock into her hot wetness. He let out a deep guttural groan as he buried himself inside of her, her hips rising up to meet him stroke for stroke.

The room heated up with their lovemaking, wearing them both out. Once she recovered enough to speak, Katie ran her fingers gently through the wiry graying hair on his chest.

“One of these days I am going to torture you, cowboy. Sweet, hot torture. I will make you lay there and wait for me. It may take hours.” She teased as she lifted her head enough to look him in the eyes.

He raised his brow slightly, “You can torture me any time you like, baby.” he challenged “But what can I say? I am irresistible to you. You can never wait that long.” He said.

Cocky ass, she thought. Her eyes narrowed as she met his somewhat arrogant gaze. Damn man was right though, she thought. She hated that!

“Someday, cowboy, someday. I will wipe the smug grin off your face and make you beg...” She vowed.

“I look forward to it, baby....” He said with a chuckle, “You have no idea.” Thoughts of her ravaging him enough to make him beg caused the heat in his groin to rise slightly once again.

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