It was early morning when Jon woke, the sun wasn’t even up and there were no birds chirping, silence. Melody was still in his arms, he pulled her closer and kissed her neck.
“Are you up?” He asked quietly.
“Yeah, I think you’re very much up.”
“Do you think so?” His voice still low, it was so quiet, he liked the peacefulness of it.
Melody turned around to face him. “You were poking my back.” She said as she snuggled closer to kiss him and reached down to his dick. “Good morning.” She smiled as she started stroking his dick.
He pushed her on her back and slowly entered her. Making love softly, lovingly, they took their time. Melody pulled him close to her so he could reach deeper inside. He kept the pace slow, savouring the moment they had. She buried her face in his neck as he did to her. The soft thrusts he made didn’t stop either of their arousal and soon they both knew the peak was coming. She kissed his shoulders, tracing his shoulder blades with her hands, she could smell his scent. Not a scent of cologne, just of him. His thrusts quickened as his release approached, he buried his face deeper to her neck and found a sensitive spot. Melody felt her walls tightening around his dick only making his release approach even faster. He couldn’t put it off and shoot inside her, making Melody come with his release.
“I love you.” He sighed close to her ear before rolling off of her to pull her close again. He had the feeling he had to remind her of it.
Melody snuggled up close to him, “I love you too,” and kissed him.
“Do we have to get up yet? It’s 6.17.”
She shook her head against his chest. They still had some time to stay in bed.
Half an hour later Melody sat up. “Now we have to get up.” She caressed the hair on his chest before giving him a last kiss on his soft lips before getting up. They got dressed together and went to the kitchen where Melody put out bowls for cereal and started boiling water to make coffee.
Melody had to work today and Jon decided to stay home and do some work, he had his laptop with him so he could do whatever he needed to do. As usual Melody dropped everyone off at school and drove to the city.
“So how’s that boyfriend of yours? Did you figure it out?” Lori asked Melody when she finally had a chance to ask her something and have enough time to get an answer too.
Melody turned around to face her, leaning one hand on the desk. “Yes I did, I was just being stupid, as usual.”
“You’re not being stupid.” Lori interrupted.
“Yes I am, I’m like a 5 year old, it’s like he needs to remind me every few minutes or I might forget.” She explained.
“What’s wrong with that? It’s nice if he tells you, shows you he really does love you.”
“I guess so…” Melody said.
By afternoon Jon was bored, he had finished the work he had done and even did some things he had planned for the next day. He had decided on which place to go to in Hawaii and booked the house for a week. It was the week before he had to go back on tour; he’d still have a few days afterwards to get everything in order for that.
It was Romeo’s 7th birthday tomorrow, but he wouldn’t get to see him until Friday after school so he would have to find some time to find him a birthday present. He was glad he still had some time for finding something and he would phone him tomorrow after school. He picked up his phone and phoned Richie to see if he had anything to do; he was still in New Jersey for a few days before going home in California.
Richie finally picked up after a few rings and mumbled an answer.
“Did I wake you?” Jon asked, looking over at the clock, it was 2.40, he had thought Richie would be up by now.
“No, I was…” Richie didn’t finish his sentence.
“Are you alright?” Jon asked confused and worried at the same time.
“Yeah, perfect, top of the world.” Richie said happily.
“Have you been drinking?”
“Noooo…”
“Damn it Rich, you’re drunk.” Jon said annoyed, last time he knew why Richie was drinking, this time he had no idea.
“Nah, I’m not.”
“Fuck, you have to quit this or you’ll end up in rehab again.” Jon yelled at him, concerned about his best friend’s health. He didn’t want him to go back to rehab but if he kept this up… He wouldn’t have another choice.
“Why are you phoning?” Richie asked him confused.
“Never mind you’re too drunk to talk to.” Jon said and hung up.
He threw his phone on the counter and stormed to the living room. Plumping down on the couch closes to the doorway, elbows on his knees, face in his hands. He didn’t know what to do. Richie would be leaving Wednesday; he had to talk to him before he left. He shook his head in his hands, trying to forget his problems. He cared for his friend and needed to help him, when he thought of California, he knew it. Jon got up to get his phone again and sat down on the couch again. He searched in his contact list for Heather’s number; she’d see Richie this week. He explained to her what Richie was doing and expressed how worried he was about him. Heather understood him and got worried too, Richie was her ex but she still cared for him. She promised Jon to keep an eye on him when he got home.
He threw his phone on the coffee table and wondered how it hadn’t broke yet, all the frustrated throwing he did with it. He sat back in the couch and rested his head on the back when he heard the front door open.
“Hey.” Ryan said when he noticed Jon on the couch. He was always home first; his school was out 20 minutes before his brother’s and he beat them home every day.
“Hey.” Jon answered him. “How was your day?” His mood had lightened just a bit.
“Was fine, can I ask your help for an essay?”
“Sure, what are you writing about?” Jon felt glad Ryan thought he could help him.
“We have to write about a charity and how they’re helping the community. Any ideas?” Ryan asked him.
“Yeah of course.” Jon said and started telling him about the Soul Foundation and what they were doing for the community.
Ryan listened to what Jon was telling him and Jon really felt appreciated, just like when he was helping out his own kids.
Jon was alone in the living room again when Melody got home, everyone had left to their rooms.
“Honey I’m home!” Melody called to the living room when she walked inside.
Jon jumped up from the couch and met her in the hall. “Missed you honey.” He said and gave her a welcome home kiss.
He asked her about her day at work and followed her to the kitchen as she told him all about it. She was glad he was there, just like she wanted. Right there with her, she had him all to herself.
“Are you up?” He asked quietly.
“Yeah, I think you’re very much up.”
“Do you think so?” His voice still low, it was so quiet, he liked the peacefulness of it.
Melody turned around to face him. “You were poking my back.” She said as she snuggled closer to kiss him and reached down to his dick. “Good morning.” She smiled as she started stroking his dick.
He pushed her on her back and slowly entered her. Making love softly, lovingly, they took their time. Melody pulled him close to her so he could reach deeper inside. He kept the pace slow, savouring the moment they had. She buried her face in his neck as he did to her. The soft thrusts he made didn’t stop either of their arousal and soon they both knew the peak was coming. She kissed his shoulders, tracing his shoulder blades with her hands, she could smell his scent. Not a scent of cologne, just of him. His thrusts quickened as his release approached, he buried his face deeper to her neck and found a sensitive spot. Melody felt her walls tightening around his dick only making his release approach even faster. He couldn’t put it off and shoot inside her, making Melody come with his release.
“I love you.” He sighed close to her ear before rolling off of her to pull her close again. He had the feeling he had to remind her of it.
Melody snuggled up close to him, “I love you too,” and kissed him.
“Do we have to get up yet? It’s 6.17.”
She shook her head against his chest. They still had some time to stay in bed.
Half an hour later Melody sat up. “Now we have to get up.” She caressed the hair on his chest before giving him a last kiss on his soft lips before getting up. They got dressed together and went to the kitchen where Melody put out bowls for cereal and started boiling water to make coffee.
Melody had to work today and Jon decided to stay home and do some work, he had his laptop with him so he could do whatever he needed to do. As usual Melody dropped everyone off at school and drove to the city.
“So how’s that boyfriend of yours? Did you figure it out?” Lori asked Melody when she finally had a chance to ask her something and have enough time to get an answer too.
Melody turned around to face her, leaning one hand on the desk. “Yes I did, I was just being stupid, as usual.”
“You’re not being stupid.” Lori interrupted.
“Yes I am, I’m like a 5 year old, it’s like he needs to remind me every few minutes or I might forget.” She explained.
“What’s wrong with that? It’s nice if he tells you, shows you he really does love you.”
“I guess so…” Melody said.
By afternoon Jon was bored, he had finished the work he had done and even did some things he had planned for the next day. He had decided on which place to go to in Hawaii and booked the house for a week. It was the week before he had to go back on tour; he’d still have a few days afterwards to get everything in order for that.
It was Romeo’s 7th birthday tomorrow, but he wouldn’t get to see him until Friday after school so he would have to find some time to find him a birthday present. He was glad he still had some time for finding something and he would phone him tomorrow after school. He picked up his phone and phoned Richie to see if he had anything to do; he was still in New Jersey for a few days before going home in California.
Richie finally picked up after a few rings and mumbled an answer.
“Did I wake you?” Jon asked, looking over at the clock, it was 2.40, he had thought Richie would be up by now.
“No, I was…” Richie didn’t finish his sentence.
“Are you alright?” Jon asked confused and worried at the same time.
“Yeah, perfect, top of the world.” Richie said happily.
“Have you been drinking?”
“Noooo…”
“Damn it Rich, you’re drunk.” Jon said annoyed, last time he knew why Richie was drinking, this time he had no idea.
“Nah, I’m not.”
“Fuck, you have to quit this or you’ll end up in rehab again.” Jon yelled at him, concerned about his best friend’s health. He didn’t want him to go back to rehab but if he kept this up… He wouldn’t have another choice.
“Why are you phoning?” Richie asked him confused.
“Never mind you’re too drunk to talk to.” Jon said and hung up.
He threw his phone on the counter and stormed to the living room. Plumping down on the couch closes to the doorway, elbows on his knees, face in his hands. He didn’t know what to do. Richie would be leaving Wednesday; he had to talk to him before he left. He shook his head in his hands, trying to forget his problems. He cared for his friend and needed to help him, when he thought of California, he knew it. Jon got up to get his phone again and sat down on the couch again. He searched in his contact list for Heather’s number; she’d see Richie this week. He explained to her what Richie was doing and expressed how worried he was about him. Heather understood him and got worried too, Richie was her ex but she still cared for him. She promised Jon to keep an eye on him when he got home.
He threw his phone on the coffee table and wondered how it hadn’t broke yet, all the frustrated throwing he did with it. He sat back in the couch and rested his head on the back when he heard the front door open.
“Hey.” Ryan said when he noticed Jon on the couch. He was always home first; his school was out 20 minutes before his brother’s and he beat them home every day.
“Hey.” Jon answered him. “How was your day?” His mood had lightened just a bit.
“Was fine, can I ask your help for an essay?”
“Sure, what are you writing about?” Jon felt glad Ryan thought he could help him.
“We have to write about a charity and how they’re helping the community. Any ideas?” Ryan asked him.
“Yeah of course.” Jon said and started telling him about the Soul Foundation and what they were doing for the community.
Ryan listened to what Jon was telling him and Jon really felt appreciated, just like when he was helping out his own kids.
Jon was alone in the living room again when Melody got home, everyone had left to their rooms.
“Honey I’m home!” Melody called to the living room when she walked inside.
Jon jumped up from the couch and met her in the hall. “Missed you honey.” He said and gave her a welcome home kiss.
He asked her about her day at work and followed her to the kitchen as she told him all about it. She was glad he was there, just like she wanted. Right there with her, she had him all to herself.
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as always your chapters get better and better :) loved it n i gotta feeling ill love the rest too
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