Chapter 17

He nodded and walked with her towards her room, standing back as she swiped her keycard through the lock. Reaching forward he twisted the knob and opened the door, his arm moving out to usher her in. "After you."

They walked in and Geena was about to get her purse when the moanin from the room beside them reached her ears. Geena looked at Jon and bit back a chuckle as she hurried back to where he was standing "Lets get out of here."

His head tilted as the obvious grumbles of his friend mixed and melded with the soft sighs of what had to have been the angel . Good to see I'm not the only one that deals with an free and easy spirit.

They quickly exited and Geena burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter "And she said I would be the first to fall "

He crowded into her from behind, his head dipping in to whisper. "First doesn't necessarily mean much, how long you fall, how long it takes you to climb back up from that moment, THAT's what matters."

Geena froze, that silky jersey accent melted her like butter on hot pancakes and she struggled to keep her composure. "Oh really now? Is that so?"

His lips slid over her neck, the memory of the heated sounds behind him lending strength to the sudden rising need. "Fuckin' A baby, and trust me when ya fall it will be slow and easy, until its not."

Geena braced herself against the wall to prevent from toppling over , her breathing going raspy as his musky scent enveloped her. Oh fuck he has me horny just from talking. She tried to form a sentence but couldn't.

He nipped at her delicate collar bone, the tightening of her body yelling at him to continue, but with a grunt he forced himself back. They were in a fuckin' hallway for fuck sakes. "Well come on, theres a laptop to visit. I want to see just how many want something other than the hits, although I may still throw those songs in just for the reward."

Damn him! How can he just get me hot and then stop Geena fought herself to regain control. " Yes, I so wanna proove you wrong mister. Lead the way."

He slid his hand from her shoulder to her arm then grasped her hand and chuckled. "You won't proove me wrong, I'm rarely wrong about the band that is. But I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy everything you try, in the end sweet mistress, it's gonna be me enjoying you." He stopped in front of a door and swiped his card, again letting her enter first. "Laptops on the table over there."

And I'm gonna enjoy watching you eat your words baby," Geena replied saucily as she sat down at the laptop. As she booted it up she arched a brow at how damn fast his laptop and connection were. Wouldn't mind having this. She quickly headed to twitter and signed in. "This is the fastest way to find what we wanna know."

She tapped out a fast message in her update box. Hey girls, If you can have any song played this tour what would it be? Clicking the submit key she leaned back and waited. This was going to be good. She glanced over at Jon and couldn't resist the smirk. " Be prepared darlin."

He leaned over her shoulder and watched the tweets fall in line. Get Ready, Roulette, Bitter Wine, Dry Country, Wild is the Wind, even a stray Joey and If I was Your Mother popped up. He stood there eyes getting wider as those who were obviously hard core fans begged the retiring of certain songs, of hearing Richie do some of his own rares, hell anything rare as long as it wasn't I'll Be there for you. Well fuck!

He straightened and shook his head, and considered his next words carefully. "That's just a few of the millions who come to see us."

Geena turned to face him "You want me to post it else where baby cause I can I know of lots of places , facebook , myspace other bon jovi sites?" The dare was in her voice and she knew it, but she needed him to see that the ones paying that big money for tickets were the hardcore fans, and they were tired of the same old same old.

He knew as a businessman that a trend was a trend. If 10 out of a 100 felt that way then 100 out of a thousand felt that way, but to be called on it by a woman who had just met him had his stubborn rising. "I'll grant you there are a few out there that want to hear the old stuff, but our hits were hits for a reason. Oh smooth Jonny, you're the one that said you'de quit when you started reliving the glory days and she's proving to you in spades how you are doing just that, becoming what you swore you wouldn't, and YOU'RE arguing for it.

He turned and moved to the phone, lifting it quickly as he smiled her way. "I say we get something to eat. I bet you haven't eaten since the plane right?"

Oh he IS stubborn! That was okay though, so was she and she wasn't giving this up not yet . Not until she proved to him she was right. But right now her stomach agreed with him as it growled in protest. " Yes actually I competely forgotten about food."

"Anything in particular you'd like?"

"Whatever you order is fine, I'm easy " Geena grinned at the double inneundo.

His brows waggled as he ordered. He settled the phone back into its cradle and sauntered closer to her. "So how about you tell me a little more about how easy you can be."

Geena licked her lips , her eyes taking in this man before her "Oh when it comes to something I want , I am really easy." God Geena sound like a whore why don't you She scolded herself mentally as his brows waggled again, but couldn't help the tendril of heat that started threading through her as his eye's darked a bit with desire.

He moved closer, one brow lifting as his lips brushed over the shell of her ear. "And just how much of that story have you actually tried before?"

"You read my story? " Geena swallowed hard, he had said he hadn't read anything.

He had tried to fight the sudden easy flare of desire that wrapped his brain in since the first moment he'd seen her but found it impossible to do. "That and a bit more. Not so stupid to tell you that before I met ya, you may not have come then."

"I'm no virgin I will say that, and I had a shady past in the early 90s. Some of that might have come from experience and others? Well fantasies like that come from this gutterish mind when I watch you dance or press your lips near that mic like you are making love to it. "

He chuckled into her ear, his hands sliding to grasp her waist as he pulled her into his chest. "I just pretend its a woman's lips." He blew against her ear and growled, "Both sets of 'em."

"Well you have a set right here. Care to test them out? " She felt divinely wicked as she uttered the words, but really, he was standing right there and she just had to know. She'd spent too many years wondering about him, his lips and his moves. Now she could find out.

He needed no further urging as he turned her quickly, his lips finding hers as he tugged her in, hands quickly shuffling her til her heat was pressed against his zipper. She was sweet like candy, yet firey. Her taste was something he could get used too, all too easily. Before his mind could get caught up with thoughts, her little tongue was flicking against his, derailing anything that had to do with brain power. Goddamn but she could kiss.

Geena could die a very happy woman right now. This was her dream; for him to hold her like this just inches away from her mouth. Her body instinctively reacted to the heat that resonated between them as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She eagerly returning the kiss with the passion she always knew she'd feel given this exact situation. God can he kiss.

He tugged her closer, his hands dipping to cup her ass as he deepened the kiss. His tongue flashed along the pretty lil divot on her top lip, then in as she opened for him. As his tongue met hers in a fiery duel he groaned. This first taste of her had teased his curiosity since he'd set this in motion. He broke the kiss for the briefest second, caught a second deep breath and zoomed in to taste her again,

This was better than she could ever dream of writing , her hands reached up and took off his cap giving it a toss backwards before running her fingers through his shaggy mane of his.

He walked her backwards, grinning slightly as she tumbled to the couch, eyes wide. Setting his knees on the cushion he leaned over her, intent on the feast her lips offered, the dessert those wiggling thighs promised.

She reached up tugging on the shirt she wanted more of his kissing and she wanted it now as she pulled him back to her lips . her hands slipping underneath his shirt oh the fur it was as soft as she had imagined it would be she ached to take off the shirt and bury her face in it

He damn near groaned as her clever fingers slipped up along his chest only to tweak and play with his nipples. He felt his jeans tighten, the urge to grind her into the couch rising withe a ruthlessness he hadn't felt in many a month, and as he felt his zipper slipping he heard the knock at the door. "Fuck!"

If Geena had a gun she would have shot whomever was at the door right then . She thru her head back in frustration , her body was on fire and only Jon could extinguish the flames, but no the damn door just had to get busy.

He pushed up and glanced down, she was beauty in all its wanton forms and he hadn't even gotten her clothes off yet. "Hold that thought, don't budge an inch."

He stalked to the door and flung it open, hair in disarray, eyes wild only to find the hotel clerk with his food tray. Signing quickly he pushed the tray in, slammed the door and started back to he couch. "Now where were we?"