Part Five

They ordered a bottle of wine and a sampler of appetizers. DeeDee didn’t think she’d be able to eat anything, for being so nervous, but once the food arrived, she was famished. Partway through the mozzarella fonduta, she relaxed and started to enjoy the conversation. She found they had lots in common, from favorite books and authors to movies and sports teams. They agreed to disagree on politics, but talked companionably about everything else.

The time passed quickly, and soon, DeeDee forgot she was out with ‘Jon Bon Jovi’ and settled in to dinner with ‘John’. They laughed and chatted, and all too soon, the wait staff started cleaning up around them. The maitre d’ apologetically brought over the bill. “Sorry, Mr. Bongiovi,” he said. “But we do need to close now.”

“That’s alright, Marco,” Jon said. “I apologize for keeping you so long.” He winked at DeeDee. “But can you blame me for wanting to stay in this enchanting creature’s company as long as humanly possible?”

Marco smiled. “No, sir, I surely can’t.”

Jon paid the bill and led DeeDee back out into the night. It had grown cool, and DeeDee shivered a little. “Chilly, darlin’?” he asked her.

“A little,” she answered. Jon shrugged off his jacket and slung it around her shoulders, keeping his arm across them. They walked to the car and the driver got out to open the door.

“Where to?” he asked Jon.

“We need to take the lady home,” he answered.

In the car, DeeDee was unsure if they would pick up where they left off earlier. She sat in her seat, hands folded in her lap, not sure what to do. Jon slid closer to her and put his arm around her again. She rested her head on his shoulder, and dropped a hand onto his thigh.

“I had a wonderful time tonight,” DeeDee said.

“It doesn’t have to be over,” Jon whispered, tracing circles on her shoulder.

DeeDee gulped. “What do you have in mind?” She was squirming in her panties just thinking of the possibilities.

“Well, I don’t think it’s any big secret I’m attracted to you, and I think you’re attracted to me,
Jon began. DeeDee smiled. Jon dropped a light kiss on the top of her head and continued. “I’d like very much to continue our conversation. Or our earlier activities. Or both.”

DeeDee looked up into Jon’s face, and reached up to stroke his cheek. “I’d like that very much,” she said softly.

“Which one?” Jon asked.

By way of answer, DeeDee slid a hand inside Jon’s shirt. She slid her fingers over the soft fur on his chest and up to his shoulder, enjoying the warm softness of his skin. Jon leaned forward to tap the glass twice, and he settled back into his seat. He slid the jacket from her shoulders, and pulled DeeDee onto his lap. She could feel his arousal pressed against her ass, and she wiggled against him a little.

Jon groaned and pulled DeeDee closer, pressing his mouth to hers. He slid his tongue between her lips and fucked her mouth. DeeDee mewed and threaded her fingers into his hair, groaning at the feel of it. Jon pulled on the straps of her dress, lowering the bodice to set her breasts free. She shifted to straddle his lap, and her skirt rode up to bunch at her hips. DeeDee unbuttoned Jon’s shirt and pressed her breasts against his chest.

DeeDee broke the kiss to look at him. Jon searched her face and pulled her in for another kiss. He pushed his hands into her hair, and she scooted forward in his lap so she could grind against his erection. Jon deepened the kiss, then grabbed DeeDee’s hips, encouraging her movements. She smiled against his lips and ground harder. The pressure of his arousal on her clit had her panting, and that coupled with the feel of Jon’s chest hair against her nipples; well, she was helpless to stop the orgasm from coming. She moaned into Jon’s mouth and shuddered in his arms. She stopped moving, and was a little embarrassed. She broke the kiss pulled back to cuddle against Jon’s chest.

“Sorry about that,” she said, sheepishly.

Jon tilted her face up so he could look into her eyes. “Don’t ever apologize for that,” he said. “Passion and lust are nothing to be ashamed of.” He kissed her mouth. “Now, why’d you stop?” He grinned at her, and pulled her in tight against his cock again, making their eyes go identical shades of midnight. DeeDee searched his face and pulled off his lap. With shaking fingers, she undid his pants. Jon smiled, and raised his hips to let her slide them down. DeeDee gasped at the size of him. He was purple-tipped and so hard she thought it must be painful. She leaned forward to kiss the tip of him, and he nearly died.

“Wallet,” he said, and DeeDee fished it out and handed it up to him. He started to take a condom from it when her mouth engulfed him and he groaned. His hands slammed into the seat on either side of his hips, and his head fell back against the seat. He gutted out, “You don’t have to…” but DeeDee sucked him hard, and the rest of the words dried up.

She let him go with a hard pull. “I want to,” she said. “It’s only fair since I already came.”

Her words had Jon moaning, and when she took him again, she eased forward until her nose was pressed up against him. She inhaled the heady aroma of musk and arousal, and found she was more than ready for round two. But, first things first. She reached a hand up to stroke Jon’s chest, and scratched her short nails across his pecs, making sure to tease the hard little nailheads she found there.

Jon groaned and shifted in the seat, pushing himself deeper into DeeDee’s mouth. She hummed with pleasure and Jon’s eyes rolled back in his head. He gave himself over completely to the sensations he was experiencing, and his whole body tensed. His vision went red and he grunted, “God, DeeDee….” and exploded in her throat. DeeDee moaned appreciatively, and sucked him dry. She kept it up, gentling her mouth, until Jon relaxed. He reached for her and pulled her up to his lap, sliding his hand into her panties.

“God, you’re so wet,” he said, and latched on to her neck.

DeeDee groaned and started to go limp in his arms. Jon was vigorously circling her clit with his finger, his hand a blur between her legs. She tensed and Jon captured her mouth as she screamed her release. He drove his first two fingers into her roughly, and she bucked in his lap. He pumped her furiously, making her cum again. Tears leaking from her eyes, DeeDee couldn’t see. She was one great mass of quivering sensation.

DeeDee grabbed Jon’s wrist. “No!” she breathed. “Please, I can’t take anymore.”

“Yes you can,” he murmured in her ear, as he wedged a third finger in.

DeeDee let out a surprised “Oh!” as she felt herself stretch to accommodate the third digit. She purred like a cat, and Jon shifted her so she was lying on the seat, never taking his hand from her. He scooted to the floor, and draped her legs over his shoulders. “What are you – OH JON!” she said as he blew on her heated core. He latched on to her clit as he pumped, the sucking motion keeping in time with his hand. When Jon felt her walls start to clench, he withdrew his hand, and licked her.

“Damn but you taste good,” Jon said smiling, and went back for more. He licked and lapped at her until she was almost begging him to stop. The sensations were so intense she could feel herself blacking out, and she didn’t want to miss a second. Jon took pity on her and stopped, though he smiled wickedly at her. Sheathing himself in the condom he retrieved from his wallet, Jon slid slowly into DeeDee, groaning at how tight she was.

“Damn, baby,” he said, and leaned down to suck her nipple into his mouth. DeeDee moaned loudly and Jon shushed her. “Baby, you can’t let George up there hear you,” he said.

“Then you’ve gotta kiss me,” she said passionately, “because I’m going to cum again…”

Jon didn’t need to be told twice. He slammed his mouth to hers, and swallowed her screams. Her clenching and rippling triggered his own orgasm, and he growled his release deep in his throat. Collapsing on her, he cradled her head and kissed her tenderly. He looked into DeeDee’s face, and saw her sly smile.

“What are you grinning at, woman?” he asked.

“Happy Birthday to me,” she said, and winked.

“Your birthday isn’t over yet,” he said and tapped on the glass again. “C’mon, get yourself fixed up, we’ll be back to your place soon.” He leered at her and kissed her again. “Next time, we’re going to do this in your bed.”

“N-n-next time?” she stammered.

“Oh hell yeah, I’m not done with you yet.”

~~ THE END ~~