Chapter 26

The candles all around the room had died during the night making the lamp on the night stand, that had been turned on during the search for protection, the only light source there was. The ice cubes that were cooling half a bottle of champagne had melted to water, the glasses standing next to it. In front of the bed was a heap of clothes of the two people in the bed, him still on top of her, sleeping.

Sometime during the night Jon woke up and noticed where his dick still was. Half awake, he slowly started moving his hips, going in and out of her. The condom he was still wearing made the feeling less pleasurable. He knew protection was important but also remembered he already filled this one. He slowly withdrew from her; she woke up as he did. He sat on his knees between her legs tying a knot into the condom, she propped up on her elbows, her legs felt a bit numb of him lying on top of her all night, and she asked what time it was.

He dropped the used condom next to the bed and looked over at the bright red lights on the other night stand. “3.37.” He answered her question.

Melody lay down again, stretching her arms above her. “You better make it worthwhile, waking me up this early.”

Jon reached over to the box of condoms, took one out and tore it open before rolling it over his stiff cock.

He sat between Melody’s legs again, moving over her so he could kiss her neck. She leaned her head back, enjoying the moment as he slowly slid inside her. This time he was slower, softer, more passionate, enjoying the moment himself, enjoying Melody. He tried to keep a steady slow pace; he wanted it to be lovingly. All the while he kept kissing Melody’s neck, down to her shoulder and back up again, sometimes more licking than kissing.

He moved slowly, pulling away from kissing Melody he supported himself on his elbows, still close to her, he could feel his climax approaching. He kept his slow pace, making sure he wouldn’t climax yet.

Melody enjoyed the softness and closeness, his chest hair on her breasts but soon she could feel her climax approaching too. She closed her eyes so she could enjoy the feeling even more and Jon stopped.

“Open your eyes, I want to see you.” He said softly, Melody did as he asked and he softly started thrusting again. Jon softly kissed her lips during the last few strokes before looking into her eyes as he reached his climax and she followed him with hers only a few seconds later.

He pulled out of her and took the condom off, dropping it next to the bed before lying down next to her.
“Was that worthwhile?” Jon asked her.

“It was.” Melody said, eyes closed again, trying to keep the feeling. “Very.”

“Good, now come here.” He said as he turned her over to her side, pulling her closer to him.

“Jon…” Melody hesitated; she still wasn’t sure him declaring his love was a spur of the moment thing or if he really had meant it.

“What, babe?” He asked concerned, pulling her even closer in his arms she rested her head on his chest.

“I love you.” She whispered against his chest.

She knew she did, she always had even though it was platonic love then. He was caring towards her, something she hadn’t felt in years when she was in a relationship. They had talked more than she ever had when she was dating someone. She loved seeing the random texts on her phone when she got off work, it showed he cared and thought of her during the day. Him being patient, proved it even more, if he was just looking for sex he would have left last week. The faster Melody’s mind raced, she started thinking he had meant it.
“I love you too.” He said softly, kissing the top of her head.

Melody relaxed in his arms and believed him. She cuddled up to him, putting her leg over his and her arm around him and closed her eyes again, falling asleep. He held her like that and fell asleep too.

The next morning Jon woke rather early to the call of nature. He slowly let go of Melody, getting out of bed carefully so he wouldn’t wake her up. He picked up the used condoms from the floor and walked to the bathroom where he dropped them in the garbage can before using the toilet. He washed his hands and quietly went back to bed; but the bed creaked loudly as he went to lie down.
“Are you up already?” Melody asked him, eyes still closed, half asleep.

“No, let’s try again around 10, maybe then it’s time to wake up.” He said as he pulled her closer in his arms again.

A few hours later a knock at the door woke them up again.
“Room service.” They heard from behind the door.
Melody pulled up the covers as Jon got out of bed grabbing a pair of running shorts from his bag to put on, the pair of pants from last night was closer but would be more difficult to get into, and opened the door.
“Your coffee, sir.”
“Thanks.” He said as he took the pot of coffee and a mug off the cart and setting them down on the desk.
“You have a coffee maker right there.” Melody said pointing to the counter top.
“I just order it so it’s there as soon as I wake up and I don’t have to wait for it.” Jon explained to her.
“It takes 5 minutes.” Melody said flatly.

“They make it better?” Jon said.
Melody didn’t say anything.
“I knew I was going to be tired in the morning?” He still tried.
Melody almost went for his excuse, but still didn’t take it.
“Ok, I’m lazy.” He finally said.
“We put coffee makers in rooms so we don’t have to run up to every room to deliver coffee.” Melody explained to him.
“Then I shouldn’t order breakfast in bed ‘cause you can get that downstairs too?” He asked.

“That, you can still do.” Melody said with a smile as she sat up.

He sat down on the bed on her side and phoned room service for breakfast. Melody moved closer to him and sat behind him on her knees, her hands on his shoulders, gently rubbing them. He dropped his shoulders and let her continue. She reached lower to his back, massaging his back, moving on to his lower back.
“That feels so good.” Jon let out as Melody applied more pressure to his back. Melody continued applying more pressure around his back and softer towards his spine. She took her time massaging him, remembering an interview he had done in November saying his knees and lower back hurt all the time.

Breakfast still hadn’t arrived and Melody moved closer to him, putting her arms around him tightly. Pressing her breasts against his back.
“That feels good too.” He said as Melody reached down into his shorts.

She stopped when they heard a knock on the door. Melody pulled the blankets up again and Jon got the door. He put the cart with their food next to the bed and sat down next to Melody again.
“You don’t like coffee do you?” He asked, remembering she hadn’t wanted coffee last week during breakfast.
“Not at all.” Melody said.
“Milk or juice?” He asked, holding up both jars.
Melody decided for orange juice and Jon poured her a glass and handed it to her.

Chapter 27