Chapter 235

“It wont hurt to smile a little Jon.”

They walked passed him.

“Could you make us some coffee please. And Cheyenne I would really appreciate it if you will stop distracting them. You can have your little parties after the work is done.”

“When are you going to stop lashing out at me about nothing? Why don’t you just scream and shout or even hit me . Just talk to me for God sake Jon. If you don’t talk to me how are we supposed to work this out?”

“Who said I want to work this out?” He turned and walked away.

Jon swallowed hard as he walked away. He wanted to bite his tongue after the words spilled from his mouth. He had this perverse enjoyment of seeing her face every time he hurt her. Then there were times he wanted to grab her kiss the life out of her and make love to her until they both cant think straight.

Cheyenne sagged down on her knees as Jon’s words sunk in.

He doesn’t love me any more. There is no hope for us. What the hell am I doing here? Well for one I’m done kissing his ass, he can go to hell for all I care.

She brought the coffee in making sure she doesn’t make eye contact with Jon.

Jon thanked her and she totally ignored him, walking past him as if he didn’t even exist.

They guys sighed, this has got to stop. Now that they knew Cheyenne were pregnant they worried even more.

Cheyenne went on with the administration. Listening to the songs they were putting together.

She was so deep in her own thoughts she didn’t hear Jon, a cry escaped her lips as she turned and hit a hard chest, her hands gripping his shirt to steady her.

Jon just stood there, his arms at his sides, his eyes a brilliant blue. Cheyenne looked up at his gorgeous face. Her heart thudded uncontrollably.

Her eyes moved down towards his open shirt , staring at his chest, remembering how she loved pressing her face into it.

His smell drifted towards her and she closed her eyes breathing him in, unconsciously leaning her head back.

Jon was transfixed by her reaction. He could see in her eyes she wanted to touch him her throat called to him as she leaned back exposing it to him.

Warm, wet tongue touched her throat and she gasped slightly, holding still not wanting the magic to end.

Her sweet taste filled his mouth, and he pushed into her. His body was screaming for release and his hands cupped her breasts. His thumbs flicked over her aching breast bringing her nipples to life.

Her hands moved into his shirt, her fingers tucking at his nipples. Jon moved his head away and she took her chance, pushing her face into his hair, smelling him, licking his nipples.

Jon groaned against her as she felt his shaft pushing against her hip.

His hands gripped her hips, his mouth searching for hers.

His mouth moved towards her jaw, nipping and licking as he moved down.

“I love you..”

His golden head jerked up at her words, the passion in his eyes turning into a calculated coldness.

“Don’t tell me that Cheyenne and expect me to believe it. I thought we had a good thing going there for a minute. You wanted me and I wanted you. But love? Sorry baby I’m fresh out…”

Cheyenne let him go. The coldness creeping into her eyes made him shiver.

“Listen to me and listen carefully. Don’t you ever touch me again. I’m not just a warm body you fuck your brains out with. Don’t ever treat me like a whore again, so you understand me?! Take what you came here for and get the hell out of my office! “

Jon fumbled through a pile of papers.

Just as he walked out the door she called back at him.

“Consider this my resignation. I really don’t see the need to be here, and I really don’t have the time or patience to be treated like shit all day long.”