184 - Crazy Love

Drawing the short stick this time, it was Matt who had to tell Jon that Nicole and Ari left shortly after the circle set, and though he assured Jon a hundred times over that everything was okay; he wanted out of the arena like yesterday. Hopping into one of the waiting vans right as he came offstage, they headed back to the hotel. Even now, as they walked down the familiar hallway they'd called home for the last month, Matt was having a hard time keeping up with his brother.  

 

“Is she okay?” Jon burst into the room, letting the door close on Matt, who was two steps behind him.

 

“Relax." Nicole stood, meeting his worrisome stare. "She is fine. Your dressing room couch isn’t exactly comfortable, so we came back here.”

 

“And that’s it? Nothing else?”

 

“Yes.” Moving around the room, she collected her things and met them by the door. “Jon, all this is normal as her due date nears.”

 

“I know. I just worry about her.” Rubbing the back of his neck, Jon opened the door for them. “Thanks again for everything, Nicole. And no gym tomorrow, Matty."

 

“Got it, bro.” Matt laid a reassuring grip on his shoulder. “Try to get some rest, will ya, one to go, then it’s home sweet home.”  

 

Nodding in agreement, Jon waved them goodnight, then locked up. Not wanting to disturb her if she was sleeping, he toed off his boots and the rest of his clothing, leaving them in a messy trail as he made his way to the bedroom. Quietly, he pushed open the bedroom door. The light from the television was just enough for him to see her lying partially on her left side, which wasn’t good, and her full body pillow snugged under her for support. Her back was to him, so he couldn’t see if she was sleeping or not. Slipping under the covers, his nose met her hand as she rolled over.

 

“Oww.”

 

“Sorry.” she mumbled sleepily as she fumbled to push the pillow out of the way. “What time is it?”

 

“Not too late. How are ya feeling?”

 

Ari let her hand dart over his toned chest, her fingers tracing the contours of each of his nipples before wrapping them around his flaccid muscle. “With my hands.”

 

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

 

“Feels pretty good to me.” The little life they had created was like an island between them and hindered her attempts at getting closer to him. Instructing him to lie on his back as she attempted to sit up, but failed. “Don’t you be laughing at me, Bongiovi.”  

 

"Not at you, darlin’, with you."

 

"Don't see me laughing, do you?" 

 

Frustrated by the encumberment of her belly, Ari gave herself another push. Finally, in a semi-upright position, she scooted her ass to the edge of the bed, her inner voice chanting a triumphant cheer as she stood, dragging the bedding with her. 

 

“Now what?” Jon asked, lying there naked, tucking his arms under his head.

 

Determined to prove she could do this, she scowled down at him and set one knee on top of the mattress first, then placed one hand on the headboard for some extra leverage. She used the superior upper body strength she had from hauling equipment trunks all those years to haul the other knee up. Once steady, she shuffled on her knees across the bed over to him.

 

“Gonna just lay there or you going to help me.”

 

Deciding it would be more beneficial to him to help, he gave her a helping hand, but couldn’t resist just a little more teasing. 

 

“Heave ho.” he joked, as she swung her left leg up and over his torso, sitting and missing her target by a few inches. 

 

“So, you’re in that kinda mood?” his hips thrusted, pressing the head of his cock against the crack of her ass. “I’m down with that.” 

 

“Don’t you wish?” Ari laughed, lifting her hips and shifted backwards until she found the desired spot she was looking for; his length was tucked snugly between her slick folds, the tip pressed firmly against her sensitive clit. Moving her lower body slowly back and forth as if she was riding a horse, she rocked until the rhythm created the perfect friction she longed for all night. “Mm. Now that’s more like it.”  

 

“Oh, no you don’t.” 

 

“Just let me….”

 

“Uh-uh, if you’re gonna rub one out, I might as well be able to enjoy it too.” he said, simply running his fingers between her thighs, drawing small circles there.

 

Changing her routine, Ari began grinding small, slow circles against him. “Aww, baby, please.” She said breathlessly, “Almost there.”

 

There was no denying so was he, watching her, her head slightly tilted back, her hands kneading her breasts, her eyes growing darker. How could he not be? She was beautiful. Sliding his rough hands over her hips, he squeezed her ass, pulling her harder down against him, causing pleasure to course through them both.

 

“Yesss!” she cried as the beginnings of her orgasm washed over her. At this moment it didn’t matter that Jon wasn’t insider her, all that mattered was that she was almost there, that after the show he’d put on she was enjoying what she’d been wanting all night.

 

“Fuck, Crash!” he hissed. “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna blow my load.”

 

“Don’t let me stop you,” she rasped out, adjusting her angle, the feel of his erection pressing insistently against her clit. Increasing her speed, their bodies convulsed, their moans filled the room louder than ever before as their orgasms took them sailing over the edge together.   

 

“Jesus Fucking Christ.”

 

“Ari’s, just fine.” She said with a lopsided smirk as she climbed off him. 

 

They laid there panting for a few moments, Ari’s head tucked into his shoulder, his hand running up and down her arm, loving her soft little mewls as he did. He pulled her in tighter.

 

“That was friggin’ amazing.”

 

“No complaints from me.” Ari laughed softly against his chest.

 

“There never is.” he teased, earning him a nudge from her knee as she draped her leg over his. When he felt her breathing even out, he looked down to see her sleeping. Kissing the top of her head, he closed his eyes and drifted off himself. 

 

♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱

 

Nicole rubbed her eyes, squinted into the sunlit room, and trying to figure out her surroundings.

 

How much did she drink last night?

 

What was she drinking?

 

Her memory was a little fuzzy, to say the least. She examined her surroundings once again, realizing the unfamiliar bedroom and the person it belonged to.

 

After leaving Jon and Ari's room, they met Tico and David coming down the hall. They were heading down to the hotel bar for an impromptu mid-tour break, imbibing with some of the crew. Passing on the invite, claiming she should stay close by, she was faced with the relentless teasing from Lema. She caved when he told her she was only an elevator’s ride away and that Superman’s brother, Wonder Boy, would see that she’d get to Ari if need be. And somewhere between an enjoyable dinner with Jeanie, Dawn, and Abby and a few rounds of twenty questions, she ended up here.

 

“Afternoon, Doc.” Matt entered the room wearing a towel and toothbrush in hand.

 

“Shit! It’s afternoon.” Grabbing her phone from the nightstand, Nicole sat crisscross on the bed. “You rock stars are bad influences.” she said, checking to see if she had any messages.

 

“Oh-kay, Sister Mary Francis.” Matt moved around the room dressing. “You can calm your panties. Ari’s fine. I spoke with Jon twenty minutes ago. They were heading downstairs for something to eat.”

 

“You told him I was here?” She lowered her eyes when he pulled the towel from around his waist.

 

“Actually, I took an ad out in the local paper this morning, full page too. The hotel guests and half of London should have read it about now.” Zipping his trousers, he left them unbuttoned, so he could sit to put his shoes on.

 

“You’re such an ass, you know that.”

 

“I’ve been called worse.” Matt slipped on his jacket. “I gotta go meet the boss. You have about an hour before they come to collect the luggage and about another hour after that before we have to leave for the arena. You are welcome to shower here if you want, but I know from a reliable source that this end of the corridor is empty at the moment.” With that, he gave her a smile and wink and was out the door.