Chapter 8

“Now this is a penthouse,” Claire said, completely awestruck as she walked into Jon’s place. Two entire walls of the living room were made up of floor-to-ceiling windows that led out onto a large terrace that looked out over New York City. A gargantuan kitchen lay ahead of her across the room and she spotted a stairway leading upwards. This guy has got money.. she thought to herself, gazing around at the luxurious room.

Jon chuckled “Its not bad , don’t get to spend too much time here though. Always traveling” Be careful Jonny don’t give her too much info , its nice - very nice she doesn’t know who you are . “Here let me take your coat “ He helped her slide it off then placed it next to his in the coat closet.”Make yourself comfortable while I get that wine we came here for “ He winked and strolled into the kitchen .

Claire flopped on the plush couch, crossing her legs and readjusting her dress.I’m at his apartment, she thought to herself, here’s no turning back now! She watched him walk into the kitchen and reach up to grab the bottle, and sighed, resisting the urge to fan herself.Damn. I did say I wanted a honey with a nice ass, she giggled softly.

After popping the cork, and pouring two glasses , he walked into the living room then handed her a glass and joined her on the couch. “ So Claire tell me ‘bout yourself ? “ Jon asked as he took a sip .

She shrugged, “Not much to tell. Grew up in Boston like I mentioned earlier, then moved to Charleston when I was eighteen. Went to school, and now I counsel young girls with depression issues.”

“Really that sounds like a very rewarding job “ Jon smiled , Beautiful and smart, he thought too himself .

Claire nodded, “Depends on the day, really. Some days it’s really great to see a girl who has been so sad for so long finally smile. But other days..” she sighed. “It just takes its toll.”

“I can’t even imagine how you deal with all the sadness ? But it does feel good when you can help people that are in need “ Jon responded with a sympathetic tone. Sitting his glass down he reached for her hand intertwining his fingers with hers.  “That is one reason I started my foundation to give back to the community and help people that otherwise can’t catch a break in life “

Claire gaped, “Your foundation? That’s amazing. Good for you.” A philanthropist, she thought, that’s where the foofy apartment comes from. Family money perhaps? she wondered.

“IF we all did our part then maybe our world wouldn’t be so damned fucked up “ Jon added adamantly “Wish I could do more than I am actually “

“I feel the same way!” Claire replied excitedly. “I always try and give what I can to worthy organizations. Emphasis on worthy,” she added, “I hate seeing random celebrities just tack their name onto something and then don’t really do anything. You’ve got the right idea though, mister. I admire you for that.”Holy hell, what a catch.she thought inwardly.

Jon bit back a retort, Damn she knows how to hit below the belt, “Thank you but I don’t admiration I do it cuz these people need it . When I was down in Louisiana I saw all the damage that Katrina did , well how can you not want to do something . “ he paused for a moment “ I have the money so why not ! “ He winced , He had hoped he didn’t come off as an egotistical asshole, Shit! Jon you are an egotistical asshole, who you fooling ?

Claire nodded, noting his wince and laughing softly. “No I understand, fair enough.” she winked. “We all do what we can.” She sipped her wine, meeting his eyes. “Wow, heavy chat. Subject change?” she giggled, squeezing his hand.

He guffawed “ Yea I think we can find something a bit more happier to talk about “ then leaned forward “Like how I’m wondering how good your lips might feel against mine “

She leaned back giggling, out of his reach. “Oh are you, now?” she stood up, “Yeah I dunno if I’m comfortable disclosing that information with you. May need a little something in return.” She strolled across the room to the stereo she had spotted when they walked in, clicking it on. The room filled with music, some classic rock station, but she didn’t care what it was. “Has anyone ever told you, you have a fantastic rear end?” she winked, “I bet your moves are legendary.” She started swaying to the music, turning away from Jon, grinning.

“Oh I’ve been told that a time or two . But I do have a confession to make . I can’t fuckin’ dance worth shit “ Jon laughed then joined her , pulling her in close , his arm snaking around her waist “You sure can though”

Claire threw her head back in laughter, wrapping her arms around his neck as they moved to the music, “Nah, I think you’re faking. I bet you can shake that ass like none other.” she winked, slowly reaching down and grabbing his butt.

Hell, had she been playing me ? Does she know who I am after all?  But the moment her hands grasp a hold of his backside , all coherent thoughts escaped him only ones that involved with her beneath him remained “ You are I take it a ass woman “ he winked then dipped down , dropping a kiss onto her lips.

She kissed back, then pulled away, feigning anger. “I didn’t say you could do that..”

He flicked up an eyebrow “ And did I say you could grab my ass ? “

Claire grinned, “Touche, my friend.” Then she kissed him again. “And what was the verdict on my lips?”

“The verdict is still out “ he retorted “Need to investigate further “ pulling her in tightly and placed a passionate kiss on her lips.

She felt her panties become wet as she let his tongue in, and her hands left his ass, fingers tangling themselves in his perfectly styled hair. Oh hell.

He slipped his tongue between her luscious lips , while his hands slid down to her behind then gently lifted her , her legs automatically wrapped around his waist . “Damn Claire “ He muttered huskily as he carried her into his bedroom.

Claire grinned impishly as he set her down on his bed, her hands moving to unbutton his shirt, exposing his tanned torso. She ran her fingers through the silvery hair on his chest, kissing his muscular pecs and up to his shoulders.

He reached for the ziipper on the back of her dress, sliding it down then slowly removed her dress,. He rocked back on his heels to gaze over her near naked body with appreciation then leaned in to nibble on her breasts . “Been waiting to do this all evening “ he growled , his eyes locked with hers.

“Right back at you,” she stuttered, mesmerized by his eyes which had changed to an impossible shade of dark blue. She reached for his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them as they slid down, exposing the vee made by the muscles on his stomach and hips. She leaned down and kissed along his happy trail, glancing up and winking devilishly as she licked just above the top of his waistline.

He paused for a moment , his body’s reaction to her kisses was an immediate hardness if she kept it up he would explode in his pants, a first in how many years.  He fought to gain control as his hands slid down to her tights , and with a quick tug they lay on the floor next to her dress. He left a trail of kisses from her breasts to her panty line.  His fingers played with the elastic band before sliding beneath the cotton material .

Claire shivered as his soft lips ran the length of her torso, fuck it’s been too long, she thought for a brief moment before she slid his jeans down all the way and gently took his erect length in her hands.

He pinched his eyes shut , praying he didn’t lose control before he had a chance to sink himself deep into her.  “God Baby! “ he called out then ripped off her panties and grinned “Sorry “ he parted her legs with his knee as he readied himself to enter her warmth.  He captured her mouth with wild abandonment , his hands grasping hers above her head just as he entered her.

Her hips shot upward and she immediately felt a first wave of release as he plunged himself deep inside of her. “Fuck!” she gasped, her hands squeezing his as she threw her head back, closing her eyes.

He felt her walls  clench around him , he bit his bottom lip the urge to come was so strong, Fuck! It had been too damned long ! but he refused to give in to his own release til she had a few dozen of her own. He slid in slow , rotating his hips then sliding almost all the way out .   “Jesus! “ he said through gritted teeth.

Claire moaned as he slid out teasingly, dumbfounded as to how he could move that slowly as yet another wave crashed over her. She pulled his face to hers and kissed along his jawline, “I need you, John,” she gasped, wrapping her arms around him.

“I’m all yours Claire baby “ He grunted softly in her ear. His movements became faster and harder as he reached his peak.  “Fuck ! “ he spilled himself into her warmth , then collapsed breathing heavily into her ear.

She ran a hand along his shoulder, working to catch her own breath as she felt his hot breath on her neck. She closed her eyes, sighing deeply as she turned her head and kissed his forehead softly. “Tell me you came to a verdict,” she whispered, laughing softly.

A burst of laughter escaped his lips “ infuckingcredible ! I know that ain’t in the dictionary but hell we can make up our own words after all I’m -- ‘ he shut his mouth quickly , Dumb ass don’t tell her who you are ?

 “Amazing? Gorgeous? Fucking fantastic?” she giggled. “Honey you can make up whatever the hell words you want.”

He gently rolled off her, and with a tug he pulled her in closely and laughed “ Yea well it was infuckingcredible then . Who knew going to to the theatre would give me such pleasure afterwards. “

Claire laid her head on his chest  as she gazed up at him then nodded in agreement. "Remind me to thank Lily for suggesting this vacation. "