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By: neafaroo
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Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 4
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Chapter 2

Being stuck in this airport had pissed Jessica off to no end; she was bored, and tired… but mostly BORED. She couldn’t stand it, and what made it even worse is that she had heard from Jonathon and knew that she would be able to see him in a couple days and the wait was killing her. But she pushed that aside afraid that if she continued to think about it she would be even more pissed now than she already was. She tilted her head to the side and saw her partner in crime, Caitlin. Staring at her from the corner of her eye she though wickedly of things she could do to break the mundane mood she was currently in.

After a few minutes of looking she found a balloon in her bag (of course no one really knew why she carried things like that with her but they did come in handy). Jessica found the canteen of stale, hot water that had been boiling in her bag. Her smile got even wider as she started to taunt Caitlin with her sneaky voice that she knew would drive Caitlin nuts, and the second Caitlin turned to her ‘bam’. The look on Caitlin’s face had definitely been worth it.

After the ‘incident’ Caitlin had continued to glare at Jessica until they finally boarded a plane and got out of this hell hole. Their arrival in London filled Jessica with joy, after a quick briefing with Julie and an agreement to go to the black tie affair Jessica was antsy when she returned to her apartment. She was also a little pissed that Jonathon was already out of the country but the promise of seeing him in a tux tomorrow night excited her.

Jonathon was something in Jessica’s life that she had all to herself; though for them to find time together was a nightmare in itself. Jessica loved the jobs she did with her friends but they weren’t the only thing in her life. She worked in a ‘real job’ as a museum curator and archaeologist, which is how she had originally met Jonathon, a dig in Egypt. She enjoyed the thrill of trying to find some ancient artifact first; and preferred to see the object in a museum than being handled by some damn pirate. When there was a break from her work with Julie and Caitlin she immediately headed off to some unknown destination, many times with Jonathon. At times it was nothing and a lot of digging just to find a spoon but other times she was escaping death, and trying to sneak objects out of a country where the locals were trying to kill her. It excited her.

She hadn’t been in her apartment but a few minutes when her cell phone rang. She looked down, and read the screen, ‘Blocked Number.’ ‘What the fuck’ she thought before she went ahead and answered.

“Hello” She said with an aggravated tone, she had a good feeling that this was someone pissing her off, any one who knew her knew she hated when people blocked their damn phone numbers.

“Hey Gorgeous.” Jessica immediately recognized Jonathon’s voice.

“You ass, if you weren’t so gorgeous I’d have to kill you the next time I saw you.”

He just laughed at her response, he loved annoying her. “So, are you coming tomorrow? You’ll love the exhibit.”

“I’m not going for the exhibit.” She said not being able to help the smirk that appeared on her lips.

“Oh, so you’re going to pick up some men?”

“Yeah that’s about right.”

“So, I’ll need to talk to you right away when you get there. I’ve already arranged a private room for us. They were more than happy to oblige me since I helped so extensively with artifacts.”

“Talk, huh?”

“Well we might do some of that, but I really do need to tell you something. I would like your help with something.”

“You always need my help.” She said as she flipped her hair even though he couldn’t see it. “What would you do without me?”

“Live a much more boring life. So until tomorrow.”

“Yeah, until then.” She said with a sorrowful sigh. After she got off the phone she went to soak in her bathtub until she was more wrinkled than a prune and then headed to bed.

Jessica took way to long the next day trying to figure out what she would wear it had been awhile since she had seen Jonathon. Between him apparently helping with the current exhibit and her being stuck somewhere in the middle of Africa and the Middle East for awhile it had been way to long without sex and without him.

She definitely loved him that was for sure, and she knew that he loved her but their lives didn’t give them the freedom to be together as much as they wanted. Jessica would admit that a couple years ago she had a man in every country she visited, but Jonathon was slowly making claiming on her heart and her body. Now she’d go as far as to say she was meeting ‘so and so’ in this country, even though it was Jonathon she was sneaking off to meet. She still had her few affairs but they were getting fewer and farther between. She kept up appearances, and seduced men when she had too but there was only one who was constantly in her thoughts.

Jessica walked out to meet Julie, Julie’s lover Eric, and Caitlin.

“So how do I look?” Jessica asked as she twirled in front of the Limo that was to take them to the plane.

Julie just raised her hand and covered Eric’s eyes, not that he would have cared anyway Julie was the only girl he would ever look at again.

Caitlin just smirked at her and then spoke “Easy access?”

Jessica just scoffed, not that her dress was indecent but it was very sexual. It showed an appropriate amount of cleavage, and dipped so low in the back that one false move could be disastrous. She wanted to make sure Jonathon wasn’t thinking about anything but getting her alone as soon as humanly possible.

Jessica being as shy as usual turned to Caitlin. “I’m not even wearing underwear.” Jessica laughed as Caitlin glared at her.

Julie just looked at the two for a moment before clearing her throat, “I think we better be on our way.”

The all loaded into the limo, and after a short time in the air arrived in Italy. As usual late for the affair, but it didn’t matter they were making an entrance.

Though the entire exhibit was filled with artifacts that should have enthralled her, Jessica was only looking for one thing. When they entered the foyer there he was, and she definitely took a moment to appraise the way he was dressed (and to figure out how long it would take to get him out of it). Without a word he walked up and took her elbow, and slowly slid his hand into hers. The action left her heated and completely compliant. Jonathon acknowledged Jessica’s companions before leading her away from the crowds and into an empty hallway. Once they were inside one of the rooms the door was locked and Jonathon immediately began an assault on Jessica’s lips.

“Gods I’ve missed you.” He said between kisses.

“I know.” She said smirking against his utterly kissable mouth. She grabbed his hand and led him over to the couch, laying him down she then collapsed on top of him, straddling his waist and unbuttoning his shirt.

“Jeez, I didn’t even get a hello.” He said with a sly smile, grabbing her shoulders and bringing her down for a soul searching kiss that left her flushed.

“Hello.” She said sarcastically once he finished with her. She leaned back and grabbed his unbuttoned shirt pulling him into a sitting position she leaned against him curling her head into his shoulder. “How have things been? You’ve barely told me anything over the phone.”

He just smiled down at her, and wrapped her up in his arms and began to rub circles on her back. “Like you ever tell me much about what you’re doing, unless you need me to pull strings to get you out of a bind.”

She smirked against his neck. “Mmm, you smell good. All this time getting ready and we are going to look like disasters when we walk out of here.” She said looking up at him with a playful glint in her eyes as she began to rub his chest and slide his shirt off. Talk could come a little later; it had been far too long a time away from him.


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