Chapter 67

The trip to Jon’s place took a while and when they stopped in front of his front door, her body was letting her know just how unhappy it was about all this travelling

Jon and Richie noticed her pale face and how hard she tried to hide her discomfort.

She got out of the car and her jaw hit the gravel. Good lord but his place was huge! She saw his place in magazines before but it never gave it justice.

“Your place is stunning, Jon!”

‘Thanx, baby. Now close your mouth and come in,. I can see you need a warm bath to relax those aching muscles.”

Jon laughed when she literally close her mouth and gave him a scornful look. Richie smiled, put his arms around her and helped her inside.

An elderly lady came into view and she gasped when she saw Cheyenne. “Oh, my poor girl! What did that man do to you?”

Cheyenne looked into the woman’s face and saw genuine concern.

“Violet this is Cheyenne, Cheyenne this is Violet my housekeeper and my lifesaver. If you need anything she is the one to ask. She knows everything and she rules with an iron fist.”

‘Oh, Jon you make me sound like a wicked witch.”

Jon gave a throaty laugh and stepped forward to give Violet a warm hug.

She turned around and hugged Richie.

“My favourite boy, I missed you!”

“I missed you too Violet especially the food. Talking about food what are we eating?”

He lifted his nose and smelled into the air.

“Oh, Richie I made a nice stew, your favourite. So you all get settled and I’ll get ready to dish up.”

Violet offered to take Cheyenne to her bedroom but Jon intervened. He helped her up the stairs. Cheyenne gaped at Jon’s beautiful home. Everything was so luxurious.

Jon opened the door to the bedroom and Cheyenne gasped.

Good god, this bedroom is nearly as big as my old place!

There was a huge four poster bed in the room and everything spoke of pure luxury and good taste.

She walked over to the window and saw the dark mass, she knew would be the river. The lawn rolled on endlessly and she knew that she was going to fall in love with this beautiful place.

Jon stood there silently watching as emotions flashes across Cheyenne’s face. He felt like crushing her against his chest but he knew she would react like a frightened deer and he would die if he had to witness the fear in her eyes again. Frustration built up in him, he sighed and turned away.

Cheyenne came out of her dream world when she heard his sigh.

“Jon..”

“Yeah, baby?”

She walked up to him and lay her hand on his arm. His hair tickled her fingertips and she closed her eyes for a moment.

“Honey, what’s wrong are you feeling faint, do you wanna lay down?”

“No, no I’m fine. I just want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I don’t know what I would have done without all of you pampering and watching over me…”

She met his gaze and saw the glint in his eyes.

“I’ll always be there for you baby, I want you to know that. Nothing bad will happen to you ever again, as long as you let me look after you..”

She stepped forward and walked into his arms. Lay her head on his chest and stood there, lost in time. Jon put his arms around her, putting his hand against her head making sure she won’t move away.

Cheyenne lifted her head and Jon’s hand fell away, before he opened his eyes he felt her quivering lips touching his, tenderness overcame him and he kissed her back waiting for her to make the next move…if she felt like it. He felt her tongue tickled his lips shyly and he opened his mouth slightly giving her what she wanted letting her set the pace. Her tongue moved into his mouth, searching for his tongue.

His tongue got a life of its own , and stroked hers, nipping at her bottom lip. Cheyenne tilted her head back, enticing Jon to kiss her throat.

He groaned and stroked his tongue on her soft skin, feeling her pulse. He pulled her closer making sure not to hurt her.

Cheyenne felt dizzy and clutched at his shoulders, his tongue painted fire paths on her skin and she sucked in her breath. She could feel Jon’s erection pressing into her and it jerked her back to reality.

‘Jon, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I cannot …I can’t ..”

“Ohhh, baby I know, I just can’t control myself, God I burn everytime you touch me..”

He leaned back looking at her seeing fear and shame building up in her beautiful eyes.

“Honey, look at me. Never feel ashamed at what happened to you, it wasn’t your fault. He was a fucking bastard, for hitting and then raping you. I know your body and mind aren’t ready for me yet. I’m willing to wait…I just want to hold you and feel your lips against mine. Please baby just give me that, will you?”

She nodded and let Jon pull her closer into his rock hard body. She felt his muscles rippling and she knew he was fighting against his response, trying to set her mind at ease.

“This was a long trip for you. Take a nice long bath, I’ll ask Violet to bring your dinner to your room. I’ll check on you later, k?”

The bathroom was humungous and the bath was big enough to take a whole football team. That visual made her giggle and she grabbed at her ribs, pain flashing through her.

Oh, shit when is she going to feel better?