Welcome to Edge of a Broken Heart, my first foray into the world of Bon Jovi Fan Fiction.

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Saturday, November 15, 2008

Chapter 27



Alex could not believe her eyes. How was it even possible for someone to organise this. She took a mental picture of the scene before her, knowing full well that it was something she would never forget.

Bamboo fire torches lined a red carpet on the sand, a path that led up the beach to a small clearing beyond. An amber glow flickered in the clearing, also dimly lit by bamboo torches. A large Persian rug lay covering the sandy ground and in its centre sat an ornately carved antique king size four poster bed. The canopy above was draped in white silk and gathered at each corner was fine white organza. Around the canopy were strung garlands of white plumeria blossoms, their sweet fragrance lingered in the air.

The bed itself was swathed in gold brocade, masses of plump pillows at its head. Beside the bed sat side tables, French provincial in style, the one to the left holding what appeared to be a small stereo, the one on the right, a silver tray covered by a silver dome and two champagne flutes to accompany the bottle of Crystal Champagne sat chilling in the ice bucket beside the right hand table.

Jon did not know it now but the scene before him would embed in him a deep affiliation for French provincial antiques, one that would influence his taste many years into the future. He had requested an ornate setting, a bed in the middle of a deserted paradise and was thrilled at the lengths to which the staff had gone to accommodate him. He could not have dreamed a more perfect scene.

Alex wandered around the fire-lit grove, running a shaking hand over the luxurious fabrics, she paused at the ice bucket, picking up the champagne bottle to inspect it before cradling it back gently in its icy home. She could not believe he had gone to all this trouble for her. Either his feelings for her were genuine or he was desperate to fuck her, and she couldn't imagine the later given his popularity with the fairer sex.

Slowly Jon came to her, he didn't want to spook her. She was clearly overwhelmed by the scene before her. Hell, he was in awe of it and he had planned it.

"You ok baby?" He took one of her hands and felt her trembling. "Are you cold?"

"Nuh Uh"

"You want some champagne?" he asked. She simply shook her head and moved to kiss him but he hesitated and stepped back. Alex looked at him puzzled.

"Ali, come sit with me" he said as he led her to the bed and sat beside her on the edge. "Are you sure this is what you want. It's a big step baby. I need to be sure you're ready. I'll be just as happy to lie down next to you to sleep and wake with you in my arms in the morning."

"It's what I want Jon, it's what I need, you're what I need. It's been that way since the very first night we met, I knew I wasn't ready then but I am now." She said as she took his hand in hers and bought it to her mouth lovingly kissing his palm.

Shockwaves of excitement raged through him at her touch. Finally it would happen, finally she would be his. He stood and moved to the other side of the bed where he turned a dial on the stereo so that the soft strains of Sam Cooke's 'You Send Me' filled the air, then returned to take her in his arms to dance. He pulled her in close, and they moved as one gently swaying to the music as he sang along with the song....

Darling you send me. I know you send me
Honest you do

Honest you do

Honest you do

You thrill me, I know you thrill me
Darling you thrill me
Honest you do
Honest you do
Honest you do

At first I thought it was infatuation
But it lasted so long
Now I find myself wanting
to marry you and take you home

You Send Me

You Send Me

You Send Me

Honest you do

Whenever I'm with you
Whenever I'm near you
Honest you do
I know when you hold me,
whenever you kiss me

His warm minty breath caressed her ear, the vibration of his voice as he sang causing the fine hairs on the back of her neck and arms to stand on end, and she shivered again in sweet anticipation. As the song ended he gently cradled her head in his hands and kissed her tenderly. His tongue parted her lips and then sought hers, stroking, exploring her. One of her hands came up and tangled in his hair, oh how she loved its silky length, perfect to hold on to and lose her fingers in. Her other had made its way to his firm ass, pulling him in closer if that was even possible.

They danced close like this for as long as Jon could stand it. He was trying very hard to keep the pace of the evening slow; after all they had all night and the island to themselves. He led her to the bed and sat her on the edge, she immediately missed his warmth, even in the balmy tropical evening air. He reached beneath one of the pillows and found the black silk scarf he had instructed be put there.

"Do you trust me?" He asked her.

"Should I?"

He smirked, but said nothing else as he placed the black silk scarf over her eyes. She heard the clatter of metal on metal and felt something pressed to her lips.

"Open wide baby" Alex slowly opened her legs showing him a good portion of silk clad thigh before crossing them and opening her mouth.

Jon momentarily distracted by the sight of her gartered thigh was bought back to reality when she spoke. "Well, I'm waiting"

He placed the object in her mouth and she bit down to an explosion of flavour, dark chocolate on strawberry, yum. When she had swallowed, something else brushed her lips and she opened to taste it, ripe mango, it's juices running down her jaw and onto her neck. Jon leaned in and used his tongue to clean her, catching the trail at the bottom near her clavicle and following it all the way up to her mouth where he couldn't resist a sensual kiss. She tasted of the fruits he had just fed her and he wanted to get lost in her, but not yet, he had more in store so he pulled away.

He picked up the last of the fruit from the tray and dipped it in honey before bringing it to her mouth. He pressed the tip of it to her lips and removed it so that only a trace of honey remained. Her wet pink tongue darted out to lick the sticky substance from her lips and when he brought the fruit back to her mouth she lapped at the tip of the banana and his arousal grew at the thought of that same tongue on the tip of his cock. And when she took the banana deep into her mouth and released it intact a groan escaped him.

The next thing Alex tasted was Jon. His lips met hers in a fiery kiss before he pulled away once again. She heard him walk away and an unfamiliar song began to flow from the hidden speakers. It was not soft and tender as the Sam Cooke song had been...this told of raw passion and wanting, it washed over her like the waves that crashed on the shore. She felt the bed move as he crawled up behind her, his knees creating a dip either side of her where he kneeled. He placed his hands on her shoulders and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"This was written and recorded with you in mind, only you"

And then his voice began on the recording ...low and velvety at first, then husky and full of desire....

When I look in your eyes
I can feel the fire
I see through disquise
I can see your desire

He trailed the back of his fingers down her arms and back up again. He swept her curls aside and laid a gentle path of kisses across her shoulder, up her neck to her ear where his tongue flitted inside. Her senses were already heightened from the situation and her arousal acute and this small insignificant action almost took her over the edge.

"Jesus you're beautiful Ali, I don't think I'll ever be able to get enough of you" He turned her head and ravished her mouth with his and she responded in kind.

I can read your lips
I don't need no translation
It was more than a kiss
I want to make my donation

Every now and then he would whisper the lyrics of the song in her. It was the most sensual experience of her life. Knowing it was for her, about her...he was telling her what he wanted, what he wanted to do to her...

So turn out the lights
I'm going down slowly
Tell me what's right
Tell me you want me
Tell me you want me
Don't tell me you love me
Tell me you want me

Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby

She felt him move away again until he was standing before her. He took her hand and prompted her to stand, then turned her so that her back was to him. She felt his hand on her zipper and moments later her dress was on the floor in a crumpled heap, his mouth was once again on her neck and his hands were on her breasts and she was naked but for the shoes, the silk stockings and the garter that held them up.

Come a little bit closer
I want to play doctor
It's getting harder, harder, harder
To keep you away

Jon turned Alex around and his mouth found its way immediately to a pert breast, his tongue flickered lightly across her nipple, causing it to pucker and stiffen while his hands found their way to her ass, he dragged her into him then his hand moved on, roaming her body.

I want to taste the sweat
Rollin' off your body
We'll get the sheets all wet
Baby, I'll make you feel naughty

Turn out the lights
I'm going down slowly
Tell me what's right
Just tell me you want me
Just tell me you want me
Don't tell me you love me
Well tell me you want me, want me, want me

Lets make it baby
Lets make it baby
Lets make it baby
Lets make it baby

He couldn't get enough of her, he needed to be closer to her. He scooped her up in his arms and laid her on the bed. She still wore the blind fold and could only hear the rustle of his movements. When he laid down beside her on the bed she could feel his bare flesh on hers. She let her hand travel over his body, she ran her fingers through the thick, familiar hair on his chest then moved them lower, not knowing what to expect, as she, til this point, had only felt his torso.

So turn out the lights
And Baby go down slowly
Don't you tell me you want me
Don't you tell me you love me
Just tell me you...you...want me...tell me...tell me...tell me

Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby
Let's make it baby

Her hand brushed across the tip of his manhood and she felt it jump in response.

"Jon, can I take off the blind fold please?" She begged. "I want to see you. I need to see you."

Without a sound he reached up and pulled the scarf from her eyes kissing each lid in turn.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

uhhh thud....whew...that was...yeah...going to work now...praying for the rest soon

Linda

highwaygirl said...

hot, hot, hot!

Anonymous said...

You're killing us slowly here,lol. Smokin hot chapter. Can only imagine what the climax will be like, lol.

Can't wait for more.

Colleen

Bayaderra said...

Lord have mercy!!! What a sweet seduction/torture! Can we please see the rest?!?!?!?!

heatherbonjovi said...

good lord that was hot!! cant wait to read the next chapter

Sunstreaked said...

OMG!

omg...wow...whew...uhm...SHIT!

Great freaking chapter! Great chapter.

*thuds all over*

Queenie said...

Holy Jovi Hell!!! That was amazing! More soon, please!