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Jon took June’s head with both his hands and looked silently into her eyes, trying to erase the slight flicker of defiance still present in them, though she had set her features into the expression of quiet optimism which was advisable to wear when doing something highly risky, but highly rewarding at the same time.

He wanted her, whatever she was willing to give and whatever he could take. As little or as much as there was, he wanted it, for as long as he could. He first brushed his lips against hers, letting his desire burn every cell of his skin, then their lips collapsed in a passionate kiss, with the same hunger and desire of the first one. Jon could feel by her response that she was as anxious as he was to discover where this would lead them to.

His hands then moved from her neck down along her arms, capturing her wrists and crossing them behind her back as he deepened the kiss. June instinctively arched her back as she savored the lips she had thought about kissing every single morning of the past month.

When they parted the kiss, Jon released his grip and took her hand, repeating the operation of leading her to his bedroom.

Once inside, he closed the door behind him and leaned back against it, with his hands pressed between his hips and the door. "It’s just you and me now", he teased with a velvety whisper and a sideways smirk, "what are you gonna do now?". He spoke as he handled the dimmer dial until the room was filled with a warm, soft light, and waited for her reply. June didn’t speak, however. Instead, she approached him and hooked the belt loop on either side of his jeans with her index fingers, then pulled him roughly until he was plastered against her. His lips landed directly on her neck, where they started a series of kisses and nibs as his hands anxiously explored her curves through the soft satin of the shirt. They paused over her breasts, where Jon pumped slightly until he could feel her hard nipples press against the palm of his hand.

June, on her part, explored with her lips, nose and cheeks, softly brushing against Jon’s ears, neck and jaw, laying a soft kiss wherever an irresistible spot was reached, discovering with every one of them that in her head at that moment, cannibalism seemed like a valid option.

Jon was nimble in unbuttoning tasks, but the trembling in his hands now was turning the operation embarrassingly difficult.

"I swear this ain't the first time I do this", he spoke secretively against her lips, followed by a husky chuckle.

"You’re doing good", June breathed before her mouth covered his in another steamy kiss. She arched her back just enough to give room for Jon’s hands and their unbuttoning task, but kept her fingers hooked in Jon’s jeans belt loops to pull his hips close to hers, grinding slightly against the bulge in his fly.

Once he was done, he let his hands slid under the fabric to surround her tight waist and let out a groan of pleasure when his hands finally made full contact with her skin. June, however, interrupted his enjoyment when she grabbed a fistful of his T-shirt and started pulling up, forcing him to release his grip and raise his arms above his head to allow June to pull the garment before she tossed it on the floor. Jon pressed his lips against her warm forehead and placed a soft kiss as his hands unbuttoned and unzipped June’s jeans and she let the back of her hands glade softly up and down the soft, skin of his torso producing barely perceivable goose-bumps. Being the jeans a size too big for her, they quickly pooled around her ankles as soon as Jon eased the waist, from which they weakly hung.

As she was stepping out, Jon motioned for them to move towards the bed and stopped right next to it on the soft woolen cream carpet. Jon placed his hands above June’s on his chest and after softly biting her lips, made her turn until she had his back to her. Securing her with one arm around her waist, with the other he pulled the bed cover away, exposing the light olive-green Egyptian cotton bed sheets. June turned around and began teasing his lips as she unbuttoned his jeans, while he again placed his hands on both sides of her head, entangling his fingers with her now completely dry and silky sun-kissed hair. Letting her hands snake under the waist of his jeans on the small of his back, June eased them over Jon’s hips until they too fell to the floor, allowing her hands to get a firm grip of his perfectly shaped butt and pull his hips harder against hers until his erection pressed softly against her abdomen.

That very movement was what made them finally set lose all the desire they had been trying to tame for so long. With a rough but perfectly calculated movement, Jon pushed June until she lay with her back on the bed, eliciting a sharp gasp first and a throaty giggle afterwards. The landing produced the shirt sides to open, completely exposing her Venusian torso and producing Jon’s lips to twist in a grimace that could easily be described as both mischievous and lustful. Since the first time he mentally X-rayed her trying to get an image of what her naked body would look like, and all the nights that he’d imagined her right where and how she was right now, he had known all the way that reality would certainly exceed his expectations, and he now looked like a young boy witnessing for the first time the nakedness of a woman.

He kneeled close to her and leaned over, letting his fingertips roam over the skin of her stomach for a long minute before June, with trembling lips, took his hand and placed it on top of her breast, just a fraction of a second before Jon covered her body with his and started kissing her thoroughly and hungrily, making her head sink in the fluffy pillow. Keeping his hand on his breast, he took her nipples between his fingers and pressed softly while her hands eagerly explored his back, scraping softly. They both grunted softly against the kiss when their chests came into full contact.

Afterwards, Jon’s hand crawled under June’s waist and slid down to cup her butt. Once he secured a firm grip, he whispered:

"Come up here", then skillfully rolled her over, effortlessly making her straddle him. By means of sliding both his hands under the shirt on her shoulders, he forced it to slide down her arms until she finally got rid of it. Another wave of warmness invaded him when he felt June’s wetness against his shaft, noticing by her slight moan that the contact had also produced her arousal level to go up a notch.

She leaned over to kiss him, but he, instead, maneuvering with his hands on her waist, positioned her so her breasts were accessible to his lips. Noticing his intentions, she grabbed the headboard of the bed, letting her head fall back as soon as Jon took one nipple fully into his mouth, caressing it with his soft, wet tongue.

After letting Jon savor her milky breasts for a short while, she straightened her back and let her eyelids drop as she let her hand search for Jon’s erection, surrounding and slightly pressing it. His hardness made her inner walls twitch in response. She leaned over and caressed his cheek with her lips.

"Baby…", Jon breathed as he surrounded her with his arms, then let his hand slide down to her round butt, kneading it for a few seconds until his fingers began travelling down. June felt how Jon’s shaft pulsed when his fingers found her wet folds, as she teased his lips with her tongue, pulling apart when Jon attempted to capture her lips for a deeper kiss. Her teasing was short-lived, though, as Jon grabbed the back of her head and devoured her mouth in a breathless kiss, his middle finger pressing against her swollen clit. June moaned deeply against the kiss as a wave of arousal invaded her. However, he perceived how she kept restricting his movements. He finally paused to let her speak.

"I’m on the pill, but just in case…I think we should use protection". She said, leaving no room for counteroffers.

June kissed his joking pout as he reached for his nightstand drawer, then she moved slightly to give her room for the operation, which he completed in record time.

Once done and after they joined again in a tight embrace and a deep kiss, he rolled her over on her back again and took his place between her parted thighs. They locked eyes for a moment: it was actually going to happen, but their eyes didn’t show any hesitation. His hands searched for hers and entangled their fingers tightly, carefully lifting her arms until their joined hands rested by the sides of her head, making her torso elongate and her ribs press against the tight skin of her chest. He proceeded to gently kiss her, pressing his tongue into her mouth and moaning softly when she eagerly sucked it in. With a quick movement of his hips, he positioned himself at her opening and pushed against it until her body gave way to him, admitted him. Lips still locked, Jon let his cock slowly and easily slide inside her warm, slick core, concentrated in her tightness around his shaft. It took a few firm strokes for June’s body to adapt to Jon’s hardness until he swiftly bucked his hips forward, pushing with more force to fully enter her, burying himself as far inside as he could manage and causing June to wince sharply as a result of the pleasure the slight pain caused her.

They kissed tenderly at moments, hungrily at others, then June’s lips left Jon’s in search for his barely rough jaw, moving on to his deliciously prominent Adam’s apple while he continued pumping slowly in and out, movement that was accompanied by a slight swing of June’s hips.

Then suddenly, the phone started ringing.

They both silently agreed on ignoring it for the first minute, but it just wouldn’t stop.

"Please get it", June finally breathed, pausing her movements.

"No…no, just let it…", Jon moaned instead of finishing his sentence and started to pump harder and stronger, unable to hide a certain anxiety. But June resisted. "I’m sorry…", Jon finally said and carefully slid out from inside her, lying with his back on the bed as the phone continued its hysterical rant.

June turned to lay on one side, facing Jon as he twisted his torso to reach for the phone. He laid back and reached with his free arm for June, pulling her close until her cheek rested on his chest.

"Yeah…", he answered reluctantly. "No, ma…just…resting, yeah". He shrugged and looked sideways at June, as she tried hard to silence her laughter. "No, tonight’s not a good time…I’ll let you know, kay?...yeah…yeah, me too. Buh-bye", he finished and hung up again. "I’m so sorry…", he apologized again with a sigh and laid on his side, facing June and holding his head up with his arm.

"A phone in your bedroom…", she smirked playfully "…typical workaholic"

"I’m taking it out tomorrow, I promise". He pulled a strand of June’s hair behind her ear and smiled, but his expression immediately turned devilish and all of a suddenly he jumped on her, quickly resuming their previous position.  June giggled. "Now where were we?...". Without giving her time to answer, he entered her with a firm and deep thrust as she received him with her eyes wide open, her legs embracing his torso and her lips half-open. Despite her deep wince, there was not a hint of frailty in her eyes, in her warm body that asked for more.

As a sign of the slight regret he felt for not being able to control himself, Jon conceded to let June set the pace, covering her neck and shoulders with moist kisses, until he couldn’t recognize if the moisture was a product of her sweat or his saliva.

They locked eyes for a brief moment, until June closed them involuntarily when her orgasm began to develop from deep inside her core. She held on tight to Jon’s shoulders and her thighs’ grip around his torso became stronger. The feeling of her walls tightening rhythmically around his shaft was too pleasurable for Jon to miss, he wanted to experience and be aware of every second of her orgasm, observation that pushed his level of arousal to hardly bearable limits.

He stopped his movements until June’s muscles relaxed and her almost inaudible moans diminished. Once she opened her eyes again he kissed her deeper and resumed his rhythmic movements, slowly first, then picking up the pace until he reached the line that he was now ready to cross. He began shuddering and pressed his forehead firmly against June’s, eyes tightly closed,  breathing heavily with his mouth opened as he searched for more oxygen. His breathe was as lusciously intoxicating as the wine they had drank a while before. He kept thrusting deep throughout the duration of his orgasm, gasping, groaning and burying his face in her shoulders, taking in the fresh smell of her hair. He finally collapsed, breathing heavily and lifting his head in search for more air, his face covered in sweat.

They kissed fiercely in the afterglow of what they had done, with mutual gratitude for the pleasure they had offered to each other, then she snuggled close beside him, covering both of them with the bed cover.

"I won’t be able to see you until Tuesday", said June after a few minutes of silence with a neutral voice, and placed a soft kiss on his right pec.

"That’s two days from now, ya sure ya can survive ‘til then?", he joked, involuntarily letting his Jersey accent flow with complete liberty. June chuckled softly.

"I’m not sure…you’ll have to give me something to hold on to or I will perish", she teased as her hand crawled down along her abdomen. Jon turned his head to look at her with a wry smirk, but now, it was his stomach calling his attention.

"Ya hungry?"

"Not really, but go ahead, I’ll join you in a few minutes"

"Alright", he smooched her and sat on the bed, heading directly to the bathroom and reappearing a few minutes later to retrieve his jeans. He offered her a charming smile and gave her another kiss, then left.

They spent the rest of the evening learning their bodies by heart, opening a branch of paradise in every corner of the apartment where their lust found them.

It was 3 in the morning when they fell asleep, but at around 6.30 and due to the fact that jetlag was still messing with her sleep, June woke up. She found that her clothes were now dry so she put them on and quietly left the bedroom. Once in the living-room, she couldn’t help approaching the gray glass covered in small drops. In the distance, a siren could be heard as New York woke up. Suddenly, a month seemed such a long time. 

 

And so little at the same time. Either way, if they kept things clear, they’d have fun. And judging by the previews hours, lots of it.

June felt a rush of excitement and recognized the familiar feeling. She remembered why she loved traveling, those previous weeks when a mysterious feeling of joy slips in, our intuitions grow sharper, we become braver, take more risks, do things which might be right or which might be wrong, we can’t be sure, but we do them anyway. The days seem longer and more intense. Jon and her were two dices now, rolling in the air. She shook her head slowly, trying to calm her mind, which was starting to swirl with thoughts and worries and visions and emotions. She hated sneaking out, but she feared that if she stayed, she wouldn’t leave at all. Ever.

Jon woke up alone in bed 5 minutes too late, and when it sunk in that June was nowhere to be found, he started feeling how the memory of her touch faded with every moment, how its strength and heat diminished, and immediately started confabulating a new plan.

June, on her part, walked to the parking lot trying hard not to run on the street, to walk with the anonymous parsimony of someone who has no secrets whatsoever.