Chapter 16

SIXTEEN

“No limousine, you let me down…” she said as she sat down in the backseat of the black BMW that had been waiting for them in front of the hotel. He joined her and chuckled. “You deserve better than that and hell, so do I.”

He pressed a button on the panel in the door beside him and a blinded screen separated them from the driver. Georgia had given him the address of her apartment before they stepped in to the car. She expected that it would take them up to thirty minutes at this hour on a Friday night.

“So…” she said knowing that it was really just the two of them now. “That wasn’t awkward at all.” He stretched his legs in front of him and laid one of his arms over the back of the crème leather chair. In the meantime she stayed as close to the door on her side as she could, just to keep a distance between them. But it was impossible to ignore him in this small space. He laughed and in the silence that followed he looked at her and she looked back.

“So tell me Georgia what have you been up to since I last saw you?”

 “Rehearsals mostly,” she said. She could have asked him the same question but she knew he was still on tour and was going to be for a while. She checked their schedule a few days ago, just out of curiosity and learned that they were heading for Europe early June, to stay there until the end of July. So she didn’t ask it. Instead she decided there was something else she needed to know.

“When you said you missed me…” she looked at him hopelessly and he was looking back at her with a more serious face then she expected. He did not even chuckle. “Did I mean it?” he finished her question. She nodded her head. “Yes, Georgia I meant it. Listen… this ain’t easy for me but it seems that I want you around for some reason.”

He managed to grab her hand because she was distracted by his words and she let him hold it.

“You don’t even know me,” she threw back at him. While she spoke he started caressing the back of her hand with his thumb.

“I want you to let me know you,” he replied.

She turned her body at him now, and could barely sit still. He said the words she had been dying to hear, but never thought he would say. She had never been so scared in her life.

“I’m not sure I can, Jon… because I can’t handle if you will leave me after a while and we both know you will.” 

He suddenly withdrew his hand and the glance in his eyes hardened.

“You know what’s so funny about you Georgia?” He roughly pulled a hand through his hair, she had already learned he did that when he was frustrated.

“You are so busy hiding yourself from me and the world but in the meantime you believe that you know exactly what everybody else is like. Does it even occur to you that you might be wrong? Because truth is you don’t seem to know shit about me 'cause if you did you would have seen it.” He sighed. She remained silent, all she wanted was for him to continue. Nobody had ever spoken to her like this.

“You would have seen how I struggled to keep you away but it’s safe to say that I lost and believe me, losing is not something I am good at. But if losing in this case means being with you, then I might be able to accept it but you have to let me in.”

“Are you saying… you want to be with me?” she whispered.

“I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, hell I ain’t even sure if it’s going to be a lot of fun but I do know that I don’t want to live my life knowing that you are still out there somewhere, finding yourself someone new.”

A long silence followed. Minutes passed and Georgia looked out of the window. She could hear him breathe and at first she waited for him to say something else but he didn’t He was done. It was her time to talk. She saw that they were stuck in traffic on 5^th avenue.

“I am never looking for someone, Jon…” she whispered and she forced herself to look at him. Despite that his face was mainly covered in darkness she could still see the intensity in his eyes. “I always believed that someday I would meet someone and just know... you know... that it was right, but it was not supposed to be you.”

“Right place, right time…” he mumbled. “I guess that means I did something right…”

Then she smiled and he smiled back. He reached out his hand to her again and she laid hers in it this time. He pulled her towards him and she crawled on his lap, pulling her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder. He had one of his hands on her back again and she sighed softly. There was nothing in between them anymore. They had finally said it. It took them long but they had at least used that time trying to fight it. Georgia had a feeling that somehow that would make it easier for her to accept who he was. A married man with children, more than anything else.

“You did a lot right I’m just not the kind of girl that tells you all the time,” she whispered and he tilted his head to face her, he looked amused.

“You know... It would be nice if you did every once in a while…”

“We’ll see…” At that point all that mattered to her that there was a ‘every once in a while’ for them and hopefully a whole lot in between.

Then she felt how he grabbed her dress thigh high and started to scoop it upwards with his fingers, slowly. “I can’t go home with you tonight Georgia,” he said as he revealed the skin on her legs and drew a soft line across it with his finger. She shrugged her shoulders and sat up.

“I believe I got another twenty minutes spare…” She turned and put a leg on each side of him, making her dress slide up even further. They started to kiss and she realised how much she missed his taste and those lips. She could feel him grow harder beneath her inside his tight jeans and she tugged at the buttons. He pushed one of his hands up her right leg and groaned appreciative when he discovered she wasn’t wearing panties. “I’m glad I only just discovered this…” he whispered hoarsely.

With Georgia still on top of him Jon lifted himself up and Georgia tugged at his jeans before she reached down to his erection that grew even harder in her hands. Georgia was aware of the fact that the car pulled up and that they were moving but she had a feeling they wouldn’t need long anyway.

With his hands on her hips Jon assisted her as Georgia lifted herself above him in the small space. She held her hands on his shoulders, where her fingers touched the already sweaty hairs in his neck. He positioned himself underneath her and she kept focus on his eyes as she lowered herself on and eventually around him.

He pushed the back of his head against the headrest,giving her a perfect view of his beautiful jawline, and his lips parted.

“Jesus, Georgia,” he groaned and she held still for a moment to enjoy the feeling of having him inside of her completely. Georgia felt a drop of sweat rolling down the side of her face. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her breathing was unsteady.

Then she lifted herself up again, slowly, very slowly and she shuddered. “oh my God,” she said breathlessly and she continued to move.

Sweat started to spread across their foreheads and he tightened the grip on her hips as minutes passed and they slowly build up towards a climax.
"Now..." she whispered. "You are doing it right..." He chuckled and pushed his hips up against hers. She moaned softly in his ear.

“Shit, I missed fucking you,” he groaned and it were his words that pushed her over the edge.

She leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his shoulder and she fell and fell, while he thrust himself inside of her one last time before he came as well.

They didn't move for minutes while he felt aftershocks going through her body as she pressed it against his. He held her tightly in his arms. When she sat back up she leaned with her back against the blinded window that separated them from the rest of the world. He stroke a few strings of sweaty hair away from her forehead. He was still inside of her and still hard.

After a while he smiled one of those gorgeous smiles and shook his head. As if he found it hard to believe what had just happened, and to be fair, so did she.

She never thought it could be better than the first time but he had just proven her wrong.

A sudden knock on the screen behind her then broke the spell. Georgia lifted herself and she gasped when he slid out of her. Before Jon could say or do anything she shove herself off his lap, back on the empty seat beside him and tried to put her dress back in its place. But it seemed that it was easier to pull it up than to get it back down. Jon had already pressed the button beside him again and the screen was slowly coming down. Georgia’s dress was only covering half of her legs by the time they were in full contact with the driver again but she decided to leave it that way. Her trying to tug it down would look way more suspicious.

“I think we have just arrived at miss Wilde’s apartment,” the driver whose name already slipped her mind again said. 

Georgia looked out of the window and saw that he had pulled over in front of her building. Her head was still hazy and she doubted if her legs were steady enough to carry her but she had no choice. She had to get out and he had to go home. 

With her hand already on the door handle she looked at him. Suddenly feeling as if she ended up in some bad b-movie.

“You better get out of here now or i'll never let you leave,” he said and Georgia looked at the driver. “Don’t worry about him, he doesn’t do kiss and tell.” The driver in the meantime did a pretty good job pretending he couldn’t hear or see them.

“I’ll call you” he said.

She pulled a face at him. “You better.”

“If you paid attention to anything that just happened in here you know I will, and I won’t need another month” he said smiled and irrestible smile and added: “C’mere give me a kiss.”

Half a minute later she stood on the pavement, watching as the car pulled up and disappeared. Her head was spinning and her legs felt weak. But she was smiling. Even though she should have a thousand reasons to stop this. But despite everything she had a feeling that it was all going to be worth it.

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