He laughed as she caught up with him, his hands snaking out to catch her about the waist and twirl her around. "Have fun tonight baby? Well other than your time spent in captivity that is."
"I didn't know anything could be that exciting. I've been to concerts before but you blow me away." She slid her fingers through his damp hair. His hair was flat and fluffy, so she knew he'd taken the time to shower while she'd been...detained. His eyes sparkled under the overgrown bangs. "It was well worth the trip, though you will have to kiss my boo-boo's a bit, Sugar."
Jon twirled her one last time, the twirl ending with her facing him as his lips moved in for a sizzling kiss. "OH I'll kiss more than your boo-boos baby."
Kate felt the limo's smooth surface at her back as he caged her in. Deciding to enjoy the moment for once, she let herself drift into a long, slow kiss. The buzzy adrenaline from the show was still there like static between them, driving the kiss higher until her hands buried themselves under his jacket and into the small of his back where warm flesh met cotton. "It's been forever, Jon," she moaned into his lips. "After watching you," she punctuated with a kiss, "and seeing how you held the crowd in the palm of your hand, then the smiles when you found me in the crowd?" She slid up his back. "I don't know how you stay so even keeled. I'd probably be an ego maniac."
His hands danced over her skin teasingly. Damn he'd missed her skin. He'd missed her touch and her voice and everything else about her too. "It’s just a job baby, a damned good one. But i have you to keep me sane right?" His lips melted against her butter smooth neck and traveled along the seam of her tee shirt. "Fuck you in that shirt and jacket nearly had me jumping off stage."
"Well, I felt like a school teacher with all the freaks around us. Jesus," she tilted her head back to give him better access as he licked his way up to her ear. "Okay, you can jump me now instead."
Jon shifted her until she was reclining, his hand reaching out to push the button, raising the privacy window. "thought you'd never ask baby." He slid slowly up along her body, his lips trailing fire as he kissed from bellybutton up. "I’m so hungry, but not for food. I want you to know that."
She groaned when he flipped up her skimpy tank and bra at the same time. It had been so long since she'd last touched him, that even the semi-public nature of the limo didn't bother her. The first touch of his hot mouth on her nipple tripped a groan and a shiver through her body. "Oh god, Jon."
He nibbled his way from one breast to the other, his hands slipping between them on the way to the button of her jeans. He loved the smell of her, the taste of her skin and couldn't get enough. Undoing the button his hand slipped inside the tight denim to lightly brush against the moistness there. No other woman on the planet could make him forget his control, but Kate not only made him forget it, Kate made him actively work against it. He brushed his nose along the underside of her breast and groaned, "Katy.."
Arching her hips up against his hand she whimpered. Nothing could get her hotter faster than this man. Through all the men in her life and all the lovers she'd been with it was this man that shoved her into the stratosphere with just a breath or a smile. It was this man that made left her weak when she tried so hard to be strong. She dragged him up to her mouth to catch the scream as two fingers slipped inside of her.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue flashing like fire against hers as his fingers wiggled slightly, his thumb brushing over a hardneed tiny nub gently. He loved how she buried her screams into the kisses, it drove him insane with need every time, and made him want to make her scream even more.
He had wanted their first time in so long to be romantic, even had the scene set, but damned if she hadn’t waltzed in with that flimsy top and fire in her eyes and made him forget even that. Rearing back his hand moved to pull at her jeans then slid them from her legs before reaching for her hands, giving her the chance to do the same. "Dammit, I can't wait Katy babe." And as she slid his pants over his hips he groaned and leaned in for another kiss, his cock thrumming with the need to simply slide against her wetness.
Pushing at the denim to get one ankle free so she could get herself around him, she buried her hands into the denim until his firm ass was under her palms. "Inside me, I can't wait." she said against his mouth. "I ache, so bad." Nearly angry that she'd let that tidbit free she forgot about it a moment later when he slid home.
The clench of her walls, the tightening of her fingers on his ass nearly had him undone then and there. "Damn baby," He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply, hoping against hope that one scent could center him before he shot his load like a preschooler. Counting to ten before he moved even once he groaned internally as she started milking him.
Pulling back he thrust forward again, and knew that no matter what or when he'd found home, all within the tiny strong grasp of his very own doctor Kate. Sliding his lips from her hair to her neck he bit down gently as his hips began to move, then thrust before rotating slightly, all designed to rub against that hard little nub that would send her to the moon.
"More," she choked out as he drilled into her again. Pushing against the cotton of his t-shirt she managed to raise it enough to feel the fur of his chest against hers. The soft hair and sweat shifted against her skin bringing her nipples to aching points. Forgetting herself, she shouted out his name and curled herself around him. Release and fire took her down until there was nothing but her and Jon, the leather seats burned away, the uncomfortable situation, the driver only feet away. Nothing mattered but this man, this connection and the raging intensity between them.
His hand snaked to her thigh and pulled it higher on his waist. He wanted more, no fuck he NEEDED more, and more meant deep. Shifting her leg higher he slid to the side and deeper a soft growl in his throat. And when her nails dug into his ass he almost sobbed with the pleasure of it.
Time and place faded away as her touch, her scent, and her skin had him growing even harder, the need to feel those walls tight around him driving him past reason as he moved within her.
Shoving up with her boot she sunk into the soft leather of the door for purchase. Each stroke left her fuller, hotter and needier than the last. Raising herself to take him deeper she felt the orgasm ripping through her taking sanity and any wall she'd left standing.
So it would be a limo and this man that was her undoing, she thought distantly. "I love you, Jon," she gasped and viced around him.
The words washed over him like a spring rain, his heart expanding to near bursting point as she laid her emotions bare to him. AS her climax tightened around him he spilled deep within her, his head falling as his lips brushed over her ear, his heart his mind and his soul speaking the words to her. "I love you too Kate, I love you."
Oh, God, oh God. Her brain seized. She'd said it out loud? Her body took over blowing apart any ability to hold back. She could only pray that she wasn't making a mistake. wrapping her arms around his neck she held on as he buried himself inside of her again and again.
Even as he said the words he hardened again, a miracle in and of itself, his body beginning to move as he took her higher, and felt himself imploding. Time after time she took him, remade him, and then put him together again. Time had lost its
meaning as he buried himself deeper, wondering if he'd come out of this in one piece by trips end. As he rode the lightening of her final climax he shouted hoarsely, his voice rumbling into near non existence. "Jesus, we're gonna kill each other before the nights over, and I just don’t care."
He rubbed his crotch against hers and felt his cock nearly jump as the scent and feel of her teased his want again. "Do you?"
"What a way to go," she panted. "One way to finish out my internship. Death by sex. Now that's something to study."
He pressed a kiss that was more a smile along her cheek. "I'll willingly be the test subject."
"Trial and error. It's a study I'd be willing to lead."
He lay down on the seat beside her, pulling her into his arms. "A one man one woman test. we defy the odds babe."
Laying her head on his chest, she drew in his scent. "God, I hope so," she whispered and held him close.
He nodded lazily. "I know so."
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