Chapter 10

Jon felt Cheyenne’s body stiffens.” Honey, what’s wrong?”

“My phone… , my phone is ringing”

Jon heard it then. One look in her eyes and he knew she was going to answer it. She pressed the answer button and froze when she heard Mark’s voice.

“ Hey, hon. What ya doin’? Back at the hotel already?”

Jon was occupying himself with her breasts while she was talking on the phone.

“ Hi . Mark . No I’m not back at the hotel yet, but I’m on my way…. Yeah I had a great time and the band were so nice when we met them…”

She could hear that Mark has a little too much to drink. Jon’s hands stilled when he heard the name .

.Mark so his name is Mark.

One eyebrow lifted as he asked her the silent question.

“ You met the band, you didn’t tell me you were going to meet the band!” Mark’s voice was now loud enough for Jon to hear.

” Fuck , Cheyenne you know how I feel about Jon Bon Jovi..and now you go and meet the guy behind my back? Did he touch you? I’ll break his fucking neck if he even tried to touch you, you hear!”

“ Mark, honey… please calm down…”

Cheyenne’s face was now a scarlet red and she felt close to tears. Jon was sitting there with a huge grin on his face

Ok so she has the hots for me for quite a while now and obviously bad enough to let her boyfriend feel threatened!

Cheyenne saw the light in Jon’s eyes change and knew he was up to something..

“ Cheyenne don’t you tell me to calm down.. How would you feel if I meet some woman behind your back?”

“ Mark, I know I was wrong but I knew you were going to blow a gasket if I tell you..ooohhhhh”

Jon leaned forward and started teasing her nipples with his teeth, sucking and nipping again…

“What wrong Cheyenne , where are you?” Mark’s voice sounded suspicious.

“Uuuum Mark I told you….I …I’m on my way to the hotel.” Cheyenne’s eyes were as big saucers and she tried her best not to start moaning over the telephone.

God what was Jon thinking? If Mark new she was actually sitting on top of Jon Bon Jovi her shirt of, her zipper undone , her nipple in his mouth and her hand playing with his chest hair…oh shit and not to mention Jon sitting with his zipper way open …


“ Fuck it I’ll talk to you when you come back tomorrow. Just get your ass back to the hotel immediately, you hear me?!”

with her “Yes , honey” Mark slapped the phone down in her ear. Cheyenne couldn’t face Jon, and when he tried touching her she pulled back.

“Honey, it’s ok…”

“ Don’t honey me, and everything is NOT ok, Jon. I am cheating on Mark, oh shit I’m cheating on Mark” Her voice was starting to sound a bit hysterical.

“ It’s all your fault you know that! You started touching me and keep on giving me wine. I told you I was involved with someone!” Cheyenne burst into tears.

“ Yeah , I touched you and you turned into a groupie…”

His voice was low and anger was starting to glow in his eyes. Cheyenne’s head jerked up and before he knew it she slapped him on his cheek. Jon knew it would hurt her if he said that but the dark side inside him took over, and he wanted to hurt her, he felt a jealous rage brewing inside and he didn’t want to let her go. He grabbed her hand and stared into her eyes

” Don’t ever do that again, do you understand me, cause honey you wont be able to take what comes your way if you ever do that again.”