Chapter 38

Cheyenne jerked free from Richie and a guilty blush crept up her face.

Why in the hell does he always walk in on a time like this? SHIT

Jon was standing in the doorway, his face was void of any emotion, and that scared Cheyenne to death. He looked like a panther ready to pounce on its prey. Her hair stood on end.

Cheyenne looked up at Richie and wished him luck for tonight. He saluted her and she turned around walking to Jon dressing room.

She opened the door and just stood there waiting for the bomb to explode.

Jon was sitting in his chair, his feet up on the dressing table and his hands folded in his lap. He had a calculated look on his face and it made Cheyenne feel like a mouse been trapped in a corner with no way to get out.   

Even angry he looked sexy as hell…Gosh I love that pants with the strings. The brown shirt only allowed a glimpse of his chest.

‘Do you like to make a fucking fool of me Cheyenne?”

His voice was so low and without emotion it gave her goosebumps.

“Jon, I just went to Richie to wish him good luck, for tonight’s show. You walked in when he hugged me to say thanx!”

“Honey, I may be a lot of things, but I ain’t no fool. You two were standing like that for a while. I saw the look on Richie’s face,  that was no  friendly hug. Cheyenne I am going to tell you this for the last time. I’m paying you for 3 days, I can do whatever I want with you . If I ever catch you with Richie alone again within these 3 days, I cancel the contract and you can go back to your miserable life with Mark. I won’t give a fuck, but for now you are mine and you will do as I tell you. I don’t think Mark would like to find out his girl wasn’t only fucking the lead singer but the guitarist as well?”

Cheyenne face lost all colour, Oh God just not Mark. What is wrong with Jon, can’t he see I adore him? Why is he treating me like this?

Jon could see that the mention of Mark had the impact he was hoping for, he knew he was treating her like shit and hurting her with his words. But fuck ,everytime he sees her smile at Richie or see him kiss her or hug her he wants to rip his fucking throat out. This afternoon when he saw Richie’s hands on her bare back he nearly killed them both. She is turning him in a crazed, jealous beast. He wanted her all to himself, and if he had to scare the living shit out of her that’s exactly what he’s gonna do!

“Jon this is a misunderstanding , but I will stay away from Richie. Just don’t say anything to Mark, please I’m begging you.”

Jon stood up and walked towards her, his eyes still held the fire she saw in it earlier..

He took her face in her hands and  jerked her forward..Cheyenne gasped at the violent way he treated her, but felt an excitement in her stomach…

“As long as we understand each other, everything will be just fine.”

He took her mouth with his in a frenzied kiss. His tongue plunged into her mouth and when she touched her tongue with his he gripped her tongue between his teeth and nipped at it. Pain and pleasure made her gasped into his mouth and her eyes flew open. Jon’s eyes were open all the time and she could read the hunger burning in his brilliant blue eye. His hands were holding her head steady and he had his hands in her hair, massaging her scalp. No one has ever kissed her so sensually before and she felt the familiar warmth in the pit of her stomach.

Jon suddenly jerked her hair in his hands forcing her to expose her neck. She felt his warm lips on her throat and she felt her knees buckled under her weight. He was licking and nipping at her skin. A little moan escaped from her and she felt Jon getting more desperate and out of control…He was pushing her towards the dressing table when there was a knock on the door..

Jon the show is starting in 5 mintues!

“Oooh fuck! Yeah I’m coming.”

His eyes were black and Cheyenne could only stare at his perfect features. She was still stunned from the steamy kiss they just shared.

“Baby, I have to go now. But if the show is over you better be here, waiting for me.”

He lifted her face towards him and gave her a slow drugging kiss.

He withdrew from her, turned around and walked out the door without looking back.