Chapter 22

Jon opened the door. His chest was bare and his shoes were off.

If I wasn’t so fucking mad right now, I would have reached out and touch that rock hard chest..

“Well, well, well so you are here to give me the good news in person honey?"

He asked her if she would like to sit down. Feeling a bit shaky she accepted.

“ No I was send here to apologise for hitting you.”

“Yeah well I have to admit that did fucking hurt”

He had that blinding smile on his face again. His white teeth flashing in the light.

His cheek was still red from that slap.

“ Well you deserved it for treating me like a whore.”

Jon suddenly stood up and trapped Cheyenne in her seat. His face was so close she could feel his breath and smell the wine.

“ I never treated you like a whore and I never will. It was my way to get you a ticket out of that relationship. Mark is not right for you , he is a fucking asshole.”

“ Oh and you are prince charming on a white horse. You offer to pay to sleep with me Jon. That makes me a whore for saying yes and that makes you a son of a bitch for offering it. Oh yeah and let’s not forget Mark the pimp.!”

“So you did come here to give me the good news after all!”

His voice was now barely a whisper and his eyes turned into black pools.

“ I’m going to treat you so good your head will spin, baby.”

“ Oh aren’t we the modest Jon Bon Jovi! You are so vain. I think you have been a rock star for too long. How do you know if you could please me, and how do you know you have pleased all the woman before me?”

“ Well, I think I could figure it out by the way they were screaming my name..”

His face was a dead blank…she couldn’t read a thing in his eyes. He was actually looking dangerous like that and fear was building up in Cheyenne.

“ I could give you a taste of what’s to come...”

The way Jon said it made her shiver and she had to think quickly, anything to get him away from her.

“Jon could I please have a glass of water?”


“ Sure baby help yourself, there’s the kitchen”

Cheyenne almost jumped up the moment Jon moved away. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She took her time to drink it cause she needed time to pull herself together. Jon walked in and stood behind her without her noticing. She jumped when he spoke behind her.


“ Running away again? You know there will be no running away when you sign that contract.”

He put his arms around her and started caressing her breasts…

Oh shit

“Oooooh no bra…I can work with that”

The zipper of her top was off before she could stop him. He took her top off in one movement, turned her around and just stood there, his arms folded, looking at her.

She tried to cover herself up but he stepped forward taking her hands folding her arms behind her back, making her breasts move upwards.

“Oh God Cheyenne you have beautiful breasts, you’re nipples are the rosiest pink I’ve ever seen. You could drive a man crazy…”

He lowered his head and played with each nipple until they were so hard it almost started to hurt. Cheyenne sucked in her breath a little, a moan escaped her lips. Jon heard that sound and it drove him crazy..

“ Oh baby I love that little groan you just made, I want to you ….I want you now!”

Jon let her hands go and pulled her closer, her nipples came in contact with his hairy chest. His necklace was pressing into her skin , but neither one of them noticed.

Oh God I’ve dreamed about this for so long, feeling his hair rubbing against my nipples.

Jon was sucking at her lips, his tongue forcing his way into her soft mouth.

Cheyenne was lost in time..her tongue playing with Jon’s.

“Oh baby , your mouth is so soft and wet, I’m sure your pussy feels the same way…Oh I want you, I want to fuck you now!”

Cheyenne went rigid..