Monday, February 25, 2008

The Sauna Part 36

Jon sat up and I rearranged my dress to look more presentable. I tucked Lil Jon in for the night as he needed a rest, kissing him good night as I did so, and Jon laughed and poured us each a glass of champagne.

“Yeah, Lil Jon is really little now, isn’t he?” he said, patting his crotch.

“Awww, he’s just tired and needs a nap, that’s all” I replied, kissing Jon’s lips tenderly and he returned the kiss, gently now this time.

“He’s had quite the workout today! I should be tired, but I’m wound up now. It’s almost eleven o’clock. What would you like to do, darlin’?” he asked and I merely licked my lips salaciously in reply.

“Nooooo! No more! I can’t!” he pleaded and I just laughed.

“I’m kidding, baby. Relax, I’ll have saddle sores as it is! Truthfully, what I’d really like is a long hot soak in a Jacuzzi right about now” I said remembering that night in the hotel wistfully.

“That does sound really good. I haven’t got a Jacuzzi, tho, just the garden tub” he said petulantly.

“That’ll work well enough. I just really need to get cleaned up and relax so I can sleep. I’m supposed to meet Eva tomorrow around eleven” I reminded him.

“That’s right. I can sleep in tomorrow, but you need to get to bed. And sleep” he added, eying me. “We’ll go home, babe. We’ll party tomorrow” he said as he gave me a little squeeze.

I was grateful that he understood and wasn’t too disappointed that I didn’t want to go out. I was tired. I don’t know where he got his energy, but my well had run dry tonight. We were home in no more than ten minutes.

“I’ll go start the bath. Why don’t you just relax a little and I’ll call you when it’s ready” Jon offered and I was happy to accept his offer.

It was a warm night and I went and slipped off my clothes and got into my robe and sat out on the terrace with a glass of wine and my fuzzy slippers. It felt good. I put my feet on a chair and gazed up at the sky. It was pitch black and the stars twinkled down and seemed to be smiling.

I took a long drink of wine as I mulled over the day. It had been a very good day, I thought as I smiled to myself. I wondered how the event had gone tonight and how much more money Jon had managed to wrangle away from the donors for such an amazing show.

Surprisingly, I was hungry too. I went into the kitchen and cut up some cheese and dumped some crackers onto a plate and carried it out to the terrace and got comfortable again. I heard Jon’s step as he came downstairs and called to him. He came out onto the terrace and sat down beside me.

“It’s such a beautiful night” I sighed as Jon grabbed a slice of cheese and looked up at the sky.

“It is a nice night, but you made it beautiful, babe” he purred, stroking my thigh. I put my head back and sighed again, deeply. “The bath is ready whenever you are.” I sat up, thinking how easy it would be to just fall asleep right here under the stars but I stood up to go upstairs.

“Are you joining me?” I asked sleepily.

“Yep” he said as he scooped me up in his arms and made for the stairs.

I suddenly had an image of him carrying one of his kids, sleepy and tired, to their bed, after a long day. He was so gentle and tender at times, other times fierce and passionate. I felt cherished and loved. I put my arms around his neck and told him I was sorry that I petered out early. He just laughed.

“It’s okay, honey. You have every right to be tired. And you’re right. We don’t need to go out. The bath will relax me and that’s more what I need than a late night partying. I’ve been alone so long until now that I’m just in the habit of drinking until I drop when I get wound up and I don’t wanna do that anymore. I don’t need to. Teach me how to come down” he smiled at me.

We were in the bathroom as he set me down and I slipped off my robe. I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, feeling the muscles in his arms and tracing his tattoo as I pressed against him. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and they fell around his ankles. I took his big hand in mine and led him to the bath and stepped in. I turned around and tugged lightly at his hand and he followed me. We stood there for a moment, looking at each other. I had a lump in my throat as I looked at his face, full of vulnerability and trust. I held his hands for a moment before I spoke.

“I want so much to make you happy. I want to love you in a way that you never feel alone again. I want you to know how much I love you and need you and I want to take care of you, too, like you take care of me. You make me feel special and wanted, safe and secure, and I want to do the same for you” I said, just letting the feelings find the words for a change.

His eyes were moist and he hugged me then. Not a passionate embrace, but more intimate and far more revealing. Jon hadn’t felt really valued in a long time for anything other than his music and his money. I wanted him to feel loved for who he was. I wanted to give to him what he had already given me. Something beyond lust, beyond excitement and beyond the high. I wanted to give him comfort and security in addition to love.

“It’s you I love” I finished and he held me there for a long while, letting the words sink in.

“I need you baby, I really need you” he said at last.

“We need each other. I’ll always be here for you, Jon. Sit now” I urged him into the steaming water as I lowered myself with him.

I bathed him then, tenderly, as he gave himself over to the moment and allowed me to be even closer than we’d ever been. He washed me too and when we were finished, I moved behind him, rubbing his shoulders and back and pulling him against me as I washed his hair. The tension left his muscles as he relaxed against me. I wrapped my arms about him, stroking his chest and massaging his scalp. Gone was the earlier frenzied and frantic desire and in its place was a calm stillness that was new to us. He turned around and took my face in his hands.

“I love you, Trish. I can sleep easy now, let’s go to bed” he said as he kissed me, almost reverently, and I knew we were connected more deeply now than even in those moments of ecstasy when we were one. We were still separate and yet completely together.


Someday said...

I loved this chapter. You have made such a great accomplishment. Not only can the reader feel their passion, but being a true romantic I can now feel their love too. Thank you!!!!!

Opester said...

You know, I never really thought of myself as a romantic until I began writing this story. It's a funny thing how you discover pieces of yourself you never realized were there when you begin writing. Thanks so much for all the wonderful comments-I'm so glad folks are enjoying this and aren't put off by the romantic stuff! I love the erotic scenes, but the relationship piece is what really captures my imagination!

Anonymous said...

I just started reading this a couple of days ago. Loving your story. I have a feeling when its time for them to part it's not going to be easy. I can't wait to get caught up!