Chapter 84

Jon was walking down the corridor to get to his hotel room. They had just finished their show here in Atlanta. The show was great, but nevertheless he was pissed. He just couldn’t stand it anymore. She couldn’t make it to D.C. He wanted to be with her or better wanted her to be here with him. If they wouldn’t be able to see each other soon he knew he would complete lose it.

Already nobody from the crew dared to talk to him and when he barked out his orders everybody rushed away immediately. His friends tried to keep him in check. They told him to suck it up. She had to work after all. It was not that she didn’t wanna come out for a visit.

It didn’t help. And the fact that their girlfriends and wives would  fly in to meet them in Miami tomorrow before they would play Tampa didn’t help either. Kim couldn’t make. She had a night shift. He would be all alone with three love sick couples and hundreds of women screaming at him and showing of their best parts every night.

Maybe it was just him imaging things, but he could swear those women were getting more and more provocative. There was one in the front row tonight that showed everything she got. He nearly missed the beat and was truly shocked that he was turned on by it. Maybe it was just because he was horny as hell.

He sighed frustrated and ramped the key card into the lock.

Red!

“Fuck, dammit!” he cursed and tried it with a little bit more feeling again.

Green!

“That’s what I thought.” He mumbled and opened the door.

Jon threw the card on the table and let his jacket and a towel dropping to the floor. All he wanted was a long shower and a bottle of wine to wind down.

When he pushed the door to his bedroom open, he stopped dead.

The room was lighted with hundreds of flicking candles. Soft soothing music played and there was a heavy sweet aroma in the air.

On his bed lay a naked woman. Her body was covered partly by dark red and gold nearly see through satin, shining golden as her hair. Her deep red sparkling lips were smiling at him when she spotted him in the doorframe.

Some blonde gave me nightmares,

I think that she is still in my bed

“Hi.” Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

“How did you get in here?” his voice was thick and husky. She grinned.

“I have connection’s Mr. Bongiovi.” She slowly sat up and let the drapes glide down her well-toned body. Jon groaned when her perfect breast became now visible and were no longer a vague form under the satin.

“Why don’t you come over and let me help you with your clothes?” she asked softly and stretched out her hand inviting. He gulped.

“Come on…don’t you want this?” she laid back gracefully and pushed the satin from her body. Her long legs parted widely and didn’t let anything for his imagination.

“Sweet Jesus!” he muttered under his breath and walked over to the bed on shaking legs and ready to explode any minute. She chuckled softly and slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

Her hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and raised it over his head. Tiny kisses were placed on his heavy moving chest. He tried not to move, not to lose his control. Her tongue circled his nipples and licked at them gently.

“Mmmh…salty…” her voice was sending shivers through his body.

Her hands found the bottom of his jeans and opened it with a soft thud. Jon groaned when his erection jumped free while she pulled down his pants.

“I knew it. You go commando for a show.”

Before he could reply anything, her sweet mouth was down on his hard cock.

“Oh, GOD!” he hissed and grabbed a fistful of her golden hair to guide her.

Her tongue danced around him and paid special attention to his velvet head every time she let him glide out of her mouth again. He urged her to go faster, needing the release so damn much.

Her head started to move faster and he could feel his balls tighten. He couldn’t take it anymore. It had been way too long.

“GOD….YESSSSSS!” he groaned when she sucked hard and he exploded forcefully in her mouth.

She hummed appreciative and took everything he could give her. When she leaned back and looked at him, he had a satisfied smile on his face and let himself fall down on the bed. His legs simply wouldn’t support him anymore.

She grinned and turned him on his back before moving on top of him, strangling him at his hips. His hands automatically moved to her hips and up her back.

She smiled at his touch and leaned down to kiss him deeply. Jon moaned when he tasted himself while kissing her. He was getting aroused again. The fact that he was feeling her damp wet pressed to his skin wasn’t helping either.

When her lips started to leave a trail of wet, red lipstick kisses on his chest, he flipped them over.

“My turn!” he said and lashed down on her gorgeous breasts. She moaned loudly and looped her hands into his hair. His mouth was lethal and set her whole body on fire. When he reached her hot and soaked pussy, he couldn’t resist and leaned down for a long swirl of his tongue.

“Oh, my God!” she moaned and raised her hips urgently. He chuckled and tasted her again. This time sucking her hard little knop gently into his mouth.

“JON!” her hands clenched down into the sheets. She was close to explode.

“Are you ready for me? Do you want me inside of you?” his voice was a low growl next to her left ear.

“Yes. God. Yes.” She was barely able to answer.

He positioned himself on top of her and entered her in one deep stroke. They both groaned at the intensity of their connection. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked against him to get him even deeper.

Jon grunted when he felt her walls squeezing him strongly and started to penetrate her slowly.

“I need more Jon….. Faster….” She nearly screamed and wrapped her arms around his neck when he complied her demand.

Furiously he started to pump in and out of her. Their naked with sweat covered bodies crashed together every time he ramped into her again.

He could feel her orgasm coming. Her whole body tensed up when the waves started just seconds before she milked him again.

Jon grunted and slammed forward, wrapping his arms around her and roll them over so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight.

Together they lay for several minutes before he could find the strength to slip off her and bring them in a more comfortable position. She looked at him with sleepy, but happy eyes.

“I love you Jon.” She whispered. He kissed her temple softly.

“I love you too…Kimi.”

Chapter 83

“God dammit!” Jon cursed when he entered his dressing room in Philadelphia and the door hit his beloved guitar and it crashed to the floor.

“Everything ok?” Rich had the courage to react when he heard his friend’s curse.

“Who put that fucking guitar behind that fucking door? That’s fucking irresponsible! It could have been broken! Who knows if it had cracks now!” The famous Bongiovi temper was in full swing.

“Jon…you put it there after the Matinee.” Rich told him softly. Blue eyes narrowed dangerously and stared at him, but Rich wasn’t scared. He knew Jon way too long for it.

“Fuck it!” Jon mumbled and sank to the couch, balancing his guitar carefully on his knees.

“Jon, you need to calm down and relax a bit. We got another show today and tomorrow night the next one. You need to focus.” Rich tried to talked him down. Jon rubbed his eyes.

“And she won’t be here.” He whispered.

“It’s just 100 Miles and we won’t see each other.” He continued.

“Where’s the problem?” Rich asked and sat down next to him.

“Her life is the problem!” Jon growled.

“Hey, Jon…we are the once with the odd life style not our girlfriends.”

“Yeah, I know…it just pisses me off that things ain’t working out they we planned it. The apartment isn’t finished yet, she didn’t find a replacement for her work yet ….and to top it all…she has a damn stalker! Bastard!” Jon’s voice gained more and more volume.

He could hear how scared she was when they were talking on the phone. She really tried to not let it show, but she didn’t fool him. Even though she didn’t say it, he had a pretty good idea who it could be. He totally could see a guy who nearly raped a girl once stalking her years later.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…a stalker?” Rich tried to find his way through Jon’s outburst.

“Yeah, for already a couple months she has the feeling someone is watching her when she is outside.” Jon told him.

“Pap-rats or a fan, who doesn’t like the fact that you ain’t single anymore?” Richie wondered. Jon looked at him surprised.

“I never thought of that.” He had to admit.

“Who did you think of?” Jon only looked at his best friend and sighed.

“I’m not in the position to tell you, man. Let’s just say that there was someone in her life that didn’t treat her the way a guy should treat a girl and she was just lucky that something stopped him.”

Rich stared at him for a full minute. His mind was trying to process what Jon had just told him or better what he didn’t tell him.

“And that bastard is still free?” he finally brought out.

“Yep…oh, and Fran doesn’t know about it. Kim didn’t tell anyone. She somehow blocked it out. It was rather painful for her, when the memories came back.”

“But don’t you think she needs to talk with someone about it, especially now that we ain’t home and that guy is following her?” Richie really didn’t like the idea of keeping anything from Fran.

“She talked with Dot.”

“She talked with Dot?” Rich repeated dumbfolded. Jon grinned.

“Yeah, my girlfriend and ex-wife are getting along just fine. Apparently they are doing karate three times a week together.”

“God, I wanna have your life.” Rich said sighing deeply.

“Your ex being her usually charming self?” Jon asked softly.

“Yeah, and my little princess is right in the middle of it. Heather doesn’t like it that Ava and Fran get along. She even told Fran to stay home and not come to the Show three days ago. And Ava so wanted to show her the dresses and see her walking the runway.”

“I’m surprised Fran stayed home.” Jon told him.

“Well, she was sure Heather would get all melodramatic and she didn’t wanna put Ava through that. She was already nervous enough about doing a runway show the first time.” Rich paused shortly.

“I wished I would have been there.” He whispered and swallowed hard.

“She knows you love her, man. And that you are proud of her and would have been there if possible. She doesn’t held it against you. She’s a smart one.”

“She sure is.” Richie sighed with a sad smile. Jon nodded and both were silence for a long time thinking about their kids.

“Don’t you hate it sometimes?” Rich finally asked.

“Right now…. I hate every minute of it.” Jon told him. “But we don’t have a choice. We are too stupid to do anything else for a living.” Rich snorted.

“You better only speak for yourself, man. I’m gonna be the next big star in the fashion industry.” Jon laughed dryly.

“Now you sound like one of our daughters.” Rich nodded chuckling and checked his watch.

“I think I gonna try to get a hold of my girl in LA. You good?” He asked before leaving.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Six more days then she’ll be in D.C. Thanks man.”

Chapter 82

Kim slowly entered the big open room in which nearly the whole floor was covered by martial arts mats. When she realized she was already in the dojo and not just an entrance area, Kim immediately took off her shoes. She could see Dot nodding approving from the corner of her eye.

A dojo was considered something special and something to keep clean. It wasn’t uncommon that before and after a training session the students would clean the dojo.

Kim sat down on one of the chairs that were placed against the wall for the parents to watch their children’s training. She turned her attention to the children in the white clothing who were completely focused on Dorothea and her explanations of the right movement for the next step in their training.

Kim smiled when she recognized the movements and remembered her first time executing them. When Dot moved through the lines of students and corrected the movements of the children, she felt as nervous as she was as a kid. She always thought she was doing everything wrong. It took her trainer years to convince her that she actually had a great talent for martial arts and was one of his best students.

Kim sighed. Hopefully she would remember some things and not make a total fool out of herself in front of Dot.

After the training was over and all the students and their parents had left, Dot smiling walked over to Kim.

“Hi Kim. How are you doing?”

“Hi Dot. Honestly…I had better days.” The brunette looked at her surprised.

“What’s wrong?” she wanted to know, while opening a bottle of water.

“Well, you mean besides the fact that the man I love is hundreds of miles away and I work more than I sleep?” She looked at Dot a little shocked.

“I’m sorry.” She said. How could she say that to his ex-wife?

“Don’t worry.” Dot said and patted her arm encouraging. She really didn’t seem to mind her words.

“So, what’s really wrong?”

“I think I have a stalker.” Kim said.

“Do you know who it is?” Dot asked concerned.

“No. I’m not even sure there really is someone.” Kim got to her feet and started to pace around unsettled. “I never saw someone…it’s…it’s just this feeling that someone is watching me.” She finally said frustrated.

“It’s crazy, isn’t it?” she looked at Dot unsure.

“I don’t think it’s crazy, Kim. I think you should trust your instincts. They are very important, especially for women in my opinion. They are the reason we have the car key already in our hand when walking to our car during the night. They exist for already Millions of years and I doubt that your instinct was ever wrong.”

Kim nodded. “Yeah, normally I’m right when I’m listening to my gut.”

“That’s what I thought. When did it start?” Dot wanted to know.

“Shortly after Jon and I went public with our relationship.”

“Wow, that was over six months ago. That’s a little scary.” Dot said worried.

“Yeah.” Kim only said and bit her bottom lip. She was unsure if she should tell Dot about the incident with Nigel.

“Is that the only reason why you wanna start with karate again.” The brunette asked casual. Kim snorted lightly.

“You are good.”

“Well, I have to deal with four kids and an ex-husband who is not known for always saying immediately what is bothering him.” She said dryly. Kim sighed and sat down again. A little hesitantly she shared what happened in the Boat House six months ago and when she was sixteen.

“And you never pressed charges.”

“No, I simply left for college….what really scares me though is the fact that I didn’t use karate. Six months ago I couldn’t move, I was so shocked that I didn’t have any control of my legs.” Kim told her shivering lightly. Dot supportingly put her arm around her shoulder.

“Well, that were exceptional circumstances. He was your friend. You trusted him. You would have never expected him to do something like that. It takes a lot to develop so much anger against someone you love and trust to attack. It’s not easy.”

Kim only nodded. “Do you think I can learn it?”

“Yes. I was able to teach Steph, I think I’m able to teach you.”

“Steph is still doing karate?” Kim asked surprised.

“Yes, and I’m very happy about it. I know she can defend herself. Maybe not for long that sure depends on the other person, but she will probably surprise him and cause enough trouble so someone else will notice.” Dot told her when they walked to the locker rooms so Kim could change.

“Ok, why don’t you change and we start with some simple combinations to see if you still remember everything.” Dot suggested.

“I don’t think remember will be the problem, but my body not doing what my mind wants him to do.” Kim said grinning.

“Well, it’s been a while. You need to be patient.” Kim only gave her a long look.

“Great. Jon and you sure will drive everyone crazy.” Kim laughed at her comment.

“But seriously Kim. It will take some time. If we can start with the special training in three weeks that would be really good.”

“You’ll kick my ass, right?” Kim asked already knowing the answer.

“Yeah, I will try to switch from frozen to the spot to aggressive bitch when someone is threating you. But better me than someone else right?”

“Right. Maybe Fran should do this training too. She could sure use it in LA.” Kim said and pulled her karate suit from her bag.

“Heather being her normal charming self?” Dot asked sarcastically.

“How do you know?” Kim turned around surprised. Dot laughed grim.

“I know that woman. She may look cute and naïve, but she will do everything to keep her good image in the public. And she wants to make a star out of Ava. She would sell her own grandmother to get what she wants. You gotta be careful around her Kim…and Fran too.”