As the car approached the hotel Jon was happy there wasn’t a crowd waiting outside. The driver rounded the car and opened the door stepping onto the curb, Jon thanked him and made his way through the opened door of the hotel. This was one time he wished Matt was waiting to greet him with his room keys. All he wanted to do was to check-in and climb into a warm bed and curl up with Ari. Instead he made his way to the check-in counter grateful it was late and there was only one person ahead of him.
Jon was lost in his thoughts when he felt someone tap his shoulder alerting him he was next. As he approached the counter he was greeted by a raven-haired woman.
"Good evening Sir. Welcome to the Mandarin Oriental. Are you checking in or checking out?” She greeted him with a smile.
“Checking-in.”
“Your last name please?” she asked.
"Thyme. T-H-Y-M-E"
"Justin?" She couldn’t help but grin as she looked up.
'Yup. That's me." Jon gave her a quick wink, he was aware she knew who he really was.
She slid the plastic card into the right-side pocket of the portfolio. "We have you in one of our Hyde Park rooms. You can take those elevators." She pointed to her left as she handed him his portfolio. “Will there be anything else this evening Sir?’’
Jon accepted the portfolio "No. I'm all set."
"You have a good evening and enjoy your stay with us."
"Thank you." He tapped his hand on the counter and left.
Luggage in one hand, he slid the card in and pushed open the door with his foot. He expected Ari to be waiting for him, but instead he found the room dimly lit and the king-sized bed empty. When he asked Jeanie to make the reservations, Ari thought it be best if they had separate rooms as not to draw attention to the already delicate situation. He dropped his bag on the floor as he slid his jacket down his arms and tossed it along with the portfolio on the desk. Making his way over to the slightly ajar door that connected the two rooms he found her lying in the middle of the bed on her stomach with her laptop and papers scattered around her. She looked peaceful and sexy as hell at the same time.
His eyes followed her toned bare legs all the way up to where the crease of her cheeks peeked out from under her t-shirt. Quietly, he toed off his boots before climbing onto the bed. Ari stirred as the bed dipped giving him a small glimpse of her pair of white boy-shorts.
Pinching the hem of her shirt between his thumb and forefinger he slowly and gently lifted her shirt exposing her perfectly round cheeks.
Damn he loved her ass!
Sticking out of the top of her shorts were the markings of what looked to be a new tattoo. One that wasn’t there when he made his surprise visit to her in the middle of the night. Curious to see the rest of it, he peeled back the elastic band revealing musical notes in the shape of a heart with the words ‘Avere Fede’ written under it. He couldn’t make out what it read, but if he wasn’t mistaken it was Italian and knowing Ari, it had to have some significant meaning to her.
The calloused pad of his finger traced along the fresh black ink startling her awake. Seeing his beautiful blue eyes smiling down at her she rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes as she tried to turn over.
“Nuh-uh. Not yet.” Up on his knees Jon crawled between her legs, bending, he peppered the small of her back with soft whispery kisses. Moving across her back from hip bone to hip bone and back to her tattoo. “I’ve missed you.” He worked his way over her right cheek, pausing to take a little nibble before working his way over to the left one. “Did you miss me?” He ran his finger along the drenched cotton between her legs. “Ah, yes. It looks like you have missed me.” He palmed her buttocks with his left hand and squeezed hard.
Ariana tried to turn over again but he shook his head ‘no’. Resting her head down in the crook of her folded arms, “I’m too weak to fight you.” her voice was raspy. “And yes, I’ve missed you, but you can feel that.”
His lips brushed her delicate skin, down her left leg, up her right stopping to lick that sensitive area behind her knee. Goosebumps rose in unison with her soft mews, causing his cock to press against the zipper of his jeans. A few more kisses and his nose was nuzzled against her sex. With a sharp intake of air, he sniffed.
“Mmm. Candied apples mixed with you. Good enough to eat.” His warm breath mingling with her own body heat had her moaning his name.
“Jon”
Falling back on his heels he helped her turn over, her face flushed with a pink hue.
He couldn’t hold back his laugh as he read her shirt. ‘Lick Me, I’m Delicious ‘
“You so are.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” She wiggled her hips.
Nose to nose he hovered over her. “I’ll get to those lips soon enough, first I wanna taste these.” Wasting no time, he pressed his lips to hers invading her mouth with his tongue. There was no sweetness to his kiss, it was full of need and desire. His need and desire. Pulling away he sucked her lower lip releasing it with a pop. His blue eyes smoldering down at her. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.” She wrapped her leg around his waist.
“I’ve missed you.” He groaned, gently rocking back and forth.
“So, you said. Now why don’t you show -” arching her back she brought him closer “me how much.”
Jon curled his fingers behind her knee and gently unwrapped her legs from around his waist. Crawling backwards off the bed he slowly removed his shirt, her eye captivated by the toned chest underneath the fabric.
Ari smiled up at him as she lifted her hips off the bed sliding her panties over her hips, kicking them away when they reached her ankles. Pushing herself up on her knees, she pulled her shirt over her head as she crawled to the edge of the bed. Wrapping her shirt around his neck she leaned forward, bright green eyes locking with cerulean blue ones.
She nipped his whisker covered chin as his hands slowly trailed down her body, stopping at her hips. He planted a kiss on her lips releasing her long enough to unzip and shed his jeans. Jon stood naked at the foot of the bed as she laid her delicate hands upon his shoulders while he pecked at her neckline, sucking, kissing, biting enticing her need for him.
In a low husky voice, he growled into her ear “Scoot back and turn around.”
Ariana inched back until she felt her heels hit the pillows, doing what he asked she turned around and waited. The dip in the mattress as he climbed on the bed caught her off balance, leaning forward she grabbed the headboard. One strong arm wrapped around her waist, she leaned into him, the musky scent of his body intertwining with her own. He smelled her dark hair, breathing in the faint scent of apples, he cupped her breast, his hand kneaded the soft mound while his fingers pinched her nipple.
“I like that.” She moaned in satisfaction as she ground her ass against his rigid cock.
“Is this what you like too, Crash?” His breath tickled her throat as he bent them forward and reached for her clit.
Ari gasped at his erotic words and delighted in the feel of his thumb plucking her swollen nub.
“Answer me.” He demanded as he licked his way down her collarbone.
“Jonnn...” She moaned and placed a second hand on the headboard.
“Answer me.” He asked again before sinking his teeth into her shoulder.
“Yesssss.”
“God, you taste so good.” He licked his way down her back, taking his time to explore every inch until he reached the cleft of her ass.
His fingers clenched her inner thighs pulling her back and spread her legs further apart.
“Are you ready for me?” He ran his palm over her ass.
“Mmpf!” She groaned.
The head of his shaft slid against her slick lips “Jesus, you’re so wet for me” before lunging forward and filling her in one motion, stretching her to her limits.
“Hold on.” Was the last thing she heard as he pounded into her sweet heat. She ground her center against his every thrust.
“Ahhh...oh...yes...” She cried as he increased his speed.
His fingers grasped her hips as he plummeted off the edge, her body rocking in violent spasms as she was met with her own splintering climax.
Collapsing into her body, but never leaving her, he could still feel her trembling with the aftershocks.
“Crash?” Jon whispered. “Are you okay?”
“Better than okay.” Ari chuckled as she pulled him down for a kiss.
Lowering himself to her side, Jon ran his hand over her hip and back up her side, only to intertwine their fingers together. Sighing, he looked over at Ari’s face, still slightly flushed, only to find her eyes had drifted shut. Chuckling against her cheek, he pulled her closer in his arms and whispered, “Night sweetheart.”
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