And by the number of empty bottles on the table, not to mention the few the busboys already cleared, they all seemed to have enjoyed them. Well, not Ari, she was content with her bottle of sparkling water and lemon. Of course, there were the jokes about why she wasn’t partaking, she played right along and told them that she had seen enough wine on her recent trip to Toronto with Cara that she had given up drinking wine forever.
This was the first time she had been in such an intimate setting with all of them. The other times had been in a hospitality room or an after party and even then, there was usually the rest of the crew around. As the night went on, she watched them kibitzing back and forth. Each one trying to one up the other. The more they drank the more their tongues loosened.
Another first was Jon’s openness to show his affection towards her, not that she had a problem with it. Other than Petit Soho this was the first time that they were out in public like this. At Petit Soho, they were surrounded by friends and neighborhood folk who kept to themselves. Tonight, she found herself glancing around the room every now and then wondering if anyone recognized them.
Noticing her nervously looking around the room again Jon curled his hand under her chin “Hey,” bringing her eyes to his, giving her a drunk cock-eye smile that melted her heart. “having fun?”
“Mm huh.
Before she could say anything else Constantino appeared to ask if anyone would like dessert and coffee. Richie took it upon himself to order two of everything and coffees all around then went back to telling his story without missing a beat. She enjoyed listening to him, he was quite the storyteller. The way his hands moved emphatically and the devious smile that curled his lips when he got to the good parts.
Ari was half listening and half trying not to get distracted by Jon’s hand that was under the table, playing with the hem of her dress. Nonchalantly she slipped her hand under the long white linen tablecloth to stop him. Not happy that she did, Jon leaned over and dropped a small kiss on the side of her cheek. “Is it wrong that I want you right here?” he whispered before drawing back.
Ariana arched an elegant eyebrow. “Stop.” She teasingly scolded so only he could hear. He grinned at her and couldn’t resist laying another kiss on her sweet lips. No matter how staunchly she tried to keep herself unaffected he always managed to ignite intense feelings with such little effort. No other man had ever done that to her.
Fortunately for Ari, Constantino arrived carrying their desserts along with the maître d’ who was carrying a single martini glass with what appeared to be Zabaglione.
“Complements of the Chef, Signora.” He placed the heavenly dessert in front of Ariana. A shiny crimson strawberry garnished the glass.
“That looks delectable!” David shouted across the table.
Richie reached for his spoon. “Wonder if it tastes as good as it looks.”
Jon slapped Richie’s spoon away with his own. “Back off Sambora. This is for us.” He dipped his spoon into the warm custard making sure to get some of the ice cream and strawberries he knew were on the bottom
Ari stopped Jon’s hand halfway to his mouth, “I believe he said it was mine.” giving him an impish grin before curling her lips around the spoon.
Jon flushed slightly as he watched his spoon disappear into her mouth.
“He was mistaken. Was it not for me you’d be sharing with those schmucks.”
“Who you calling schmucks, dickhead.” Ignoring the stink eye, he was sure Jon was giving him David twirled his spoon at Ariana. “So, A.M. you sharing or what?
“Yeah Bella.” Richie chimed in while stabbing a piece of his cheesecake. “I’ll share mine if you share yours.”
“Give it a rest you three and you let the lady enjoy her special dessert in peace.” Tico winked at her.
“Thanks T, I don’t mind sharing.” Her fingers pushed the glass to the center of the table.
As their spoons delved into her dessert, Jon looked at Ari with a sad pouty face. “There. There.” She placed her hand over his and leaned in until their breaths mingled. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
“You bet your ass you will.” He stole a kiss before she turned her attention back to the conversation.
For the rest of the evening Jon kept his hand on her thigh and an arm wrapped around her shoulder.
Every now and again she placed her hand on top of his and gave a loving squeeze. The evening finally came to an end when a sultry red-haired vixen sitting at the bar caught Richie’s eye and went to join her.
As they stepped out into the cool night air Jon pressed his body close to hers wrapping his hands around her waist and nuzzled her neck.
“I could fuck you right here.”
Ari’s breath hitched, it wasn’t a surprise his filthy words were turning her on. He was elegantly wasted and had given her some of her best orgasms when they were both like that. The difference now…she wasn’t drunk and the anticipation of what she knew came next was killing her. She was grateful the ride back to the hotel was short and Tico and Dave were along for the ride, it kept him at bay for a little while longer.
♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱
Together they all stepped off the elevator when it reached the fifteenth floor.
“We’re this way.” Tico and Dave pointed towards the right.
“This way.” Jon pointed left. They said their goodbyes agreeing to meet for a late lunch the next day.
The moment she stepped into the room Jon’s tongue invaded her mouth viciously eagerly lapping up the taste of her that he had been denied for most of the night. He walked her backwards until she hit the door that separated the two rooms. The entire length of their bodies pressed deliciously close. His breath hot against her neck as he trailed wet kisses down her throat as she ground her hips into the prominent erection in his pants. Ari curled her leg about his waist exposing her hot center thinly covered by a pair of flimsy satin panties.
“God, baby,” he groaned as he felt the heat of her through his clothes.
Ari grinned wickedly and unexpectedly shoved him away turning them so Jon was now pressed against the wall.
“Ssshh.” she said in a sultry tone making his dick jump. Without warning she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Just enjoy.”
She pulled him out of his pants and gently closed her hand around his length. The veins that trailed up the sides were pulsing darkly with desire. Her piercing green eyes locked firmly with his, she slowly leaned forward and traced the tip of her tongue up the side of his cock dipping into the slit where he was beginning to drip.
The wet sensation made him want to cum. Again, her tongue circled around his head and traced its way down to where the base met his testicles. Teasing gently before moving back up to suckle the tip into her mouth. Jon’s knees buckled as she began to swallow down his shaft feeling the tip of him hitting the back of her throat. The brush of Ari ruffling the hairs there as she breathed evenly through her nose. It was unbelievable, knowing that the lips he had watched earlier as she put on her lip gloss were now sliding down his cock. She sucked at him enthusiastically until she felt his sack tighten like he was moments away from exploding.
“Jesus Christ” he muttered as he dragged her up to his lips. His fingers skimming under her black dress and tearing at the scrap of satin, drenched with her arousal. She gasped when he suddenly gripped her thighs lifting her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around him and her naked sex sliding wetly against his own.
It was Jon who had the upper hand now as he pinned her against the wall once again. Low groans escaped from her throat as her heated naked ass hit the cold wall. Using one hand he pushed up her dress. His mouth immediately moved down to her breast nuzzling her supple cleavage and sucking her hardened nipples through her satin bra.
With one hand she reached down and lined him up with her entrance. The head of his cock against her saturated lips teased.
“Jon” she whispered in a bated breath. “Take me.”
He made the first thrust into her body and Ari’s fingers tightened in his hair. The thickness of his shaft spreading her in a way that sent pleasure surging to her every nerve.
“Yes! Oh God! Yessss!” She screamed.
Gripping her ass tightly, he began to thrust into her. Pulling out and pushing in, her wet walls sucking against him until he had settled into a steady rhythm. This was exactly what both craved all night. Not just the pure satisfaction of a physical connection, but the emotional one.
Jon pulled back, her green eyes now dilated and excited. “God, you’re so beautiful when you're like this.” He thrusted back into her. “The way we fit when I’m buried deep inside you.” And another. “Tell me you feel it too.” And another.
Ari let out a breathy gasp. “Jon!!!”
“Tell me.” His eyes darkened.
“Yes!!” She moaned into his mouth. “I feel it.” Her tongue lapped at the sweat along his neck. “Can you do something for me?” She panted as her teeth scraped along his pulse point.
“Anything.” He hissed.
“Make! Me! Cum!” She arched her hips.
Wasting no time, Jon withdrew quickly and slammed into her. His hips pistoned back and forth in a frenzy. Ari melted into the moment, allowing his deep thrusts to bring her to that plateau. His name falling from her lips. The feel of her wet muscles rippling around him sent him headlong over the edge.
When their bodies finally calmed, Ari lowered her legs to the floor, moaning lightly at the loss of him. If he could stay buried inside her for the rest of his life, he would.
“We are so gonna pay for this tomorrow.” Ari said as she gently tugged her dress back down over her hips.
Jon gave her a low, breathy laugh. “Don’t I know it.”
A sated smile began to melt onto her face. “I’m beat. Let’s go to bed.”
Oh my!!
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