She grabbed her book and curled herself into a big chair in the study. Shelby was lying at her feet snoring away.
She was so intrigued by the storyline that she lost track of time.
She heard a car door and sat up to see who it was.
2 in the morning! She recognised the limo and sat back, waiting for the guys to come crashing in.
There was no crashing, just one pair of footsteps. Slow footsteps..then they stopped.
She looked up only to find Jon leaning against the doorframe. His hair dishevelled, and a look in his blue eyes she haven’t seen before. His shirt was open, more than usually and she caught a glimpse of his gorgeous chest, a pair of sinfully tight jeans hugging his hips and a pair of black boots . He just stood there quietly, devouring her with his eyes.
There was something different about Jon…
“Hello, Jon..”
“Hello, yourself…”
Oh my God he is drunk!
He had a relaxed look about himself, and his eyes appeared smaller, his eyelids drooping a bit. The lopsided smile made her heart skip a beat.
“You are drunk!”
“Yeah, and whatcha gonna do about it?”
I didn’t think he could more be sexy when he is all sweaty and seducing the crowds, but I was wrong…God he’s smoking HOT….AND he’s drunk!
She giggled , he pushed himself away from the doorframe with his shoulder and walked towards her.
“Where’s the guys, Jon?”
“Oh, here, there…....”
“You are quite evasive when you’re drunk …”
He reminded her of a panther stalking his prey, and Cheyenne felt fear and excitement rushing through her.
“ We are all alone in this big place, what are we going to do? ” Lifting his hands upwards to get his point across.
“ Uuuum I think you should go to bed.”
“Nope, sorry wrong answer.. honey”
She liked him like this.
“Ok, Mr.Bon Jovi. You tell me what you have in mind then..”
“Well, it involves your legs wrapped around my hips ….. getting all sweaty….do you catch my drift?”
“Yeah, I guess I do.”
His hands were gripping the arms of the couch, trapping her. His face was so close to hers that she could smell the wine and see the little flecks in his eyes.
Jon stared at her full lips, she licked them to rid them of the dryness. Or was it nervousness?
He leaned forward and licked her lips with his tongue, she lifted her mouth but he backed away, just out of reach.
She moved suddenly and nipped him on his chin, making him gasp..she ignored his reaction and continued with her mission…tracing his jaw line with her tongue, enjoying the prickly feeling his day old growth left on her tongue. He lifted his chin and she moved down to his throat, sucking and nipping. Jon’s breathing was changing and she saw the way his hands clutched the armrests.
He suddenly stepped back. His eyes were on fire and his face flushed.
“I’m not in the mood for slow and tender tonight, so baby don’t expect any mercy or tenderness from me…tonight I want you hard and fast…I want you to scream my name…so are you ready for me, cause I’m burning up…”
Cheyenne sat there , blinking her eyes…this was a Jon she didn’t know…what the hell has he been drinking? Warmth spread through her body…
She met his heated gaze “ Bring it on rockstar…”
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