Chapter 22

“Jooonathan, are we there yet?” I complained as I continued to let him lead me blindfolded into wherever it was that he was taking me.

“Almost there beautiful. Here, watch your step.” He instructed. I could feel him lift my hand slightly, allowing me to step over the bump in the floor. Once we were over the bump, he turned me around and slid his arm around my waist. “Hold on, beautiful.”

I giggled as I heard the ‘ding’ sound of an elevator and the sudden motion of moving upwards confirmed it. I turned my head to the side where I knew Jonathan was standing, “Where are we?”

He chuckled, “I can’t tell you yet. We’re almost there.”

I pouted, then leaned in to nuzzle his neck, whispering, “Please?”

His arm tightened around my waist and I felt his breath against my lips, “Seducing me isn’t going to work, Alex.” He whispered back, just before his lips met mine.

I moaned at the taste of him as his tongue slid into my mouth, sliding against mine. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, clinging to him as my knees grew weak. I was vaguely aware of hearing the ding sound again and feeling the elevator come to a stop.

Jonathan pulled away from me and announced, “We’re here. Let’s go beautiful.”

I growled in frustration as he led me out of the elevator onto carpeted flooring. Still he led me a ways and just when I was about to complain again, he stopped.

“Okay, here we go, just a few seconds now.”

I heard a door opening, then Jonathan was leading me again. We only took a few steps before I heard a door closing, then Jonathan was behind me, sliding his arms around my waist.

He leaned in to whisper into my ear, “You can look now, beautiful.”

I grinned and quickly pulled off the blindfold. As soon as I saw the room, I gasped in amazement. Jonathan had taken me to an extravagant hotel suite.

It was very beautiful since none of the lights were turned on. The only illumination came from candles that were placed all around the rooms and from the lights coming from outside the opened balcony doors.

We were standing in a small hallway that led to a very large living area, complete with one of the most expensive entertainment systems I’d ever seen. There was a red leather sofa, two matching armchairs, and a glass coffee table. Behind the couch was a long, low buffet style table. The room was done in light reds and grays, giving it a comfortable, welcoming feel.

I took Jonathan’s hand and began to walk towards the living room, stopping at the first door to my right to see inside. This was the kitchen area. It had state of the art appliances, an island in the center of the room, a small table for two near the back wall, and it was done in bright yellow and green colors, making it look very cheerful.

We continued walking into the living room and I looked into the other door that was on the right, directly opposite the living room couch. In there was the dining room. It had a glass rectangular table for six, a glass chandelier, and two buffet tables set at opposite ends of the room. This room was done in dark earth tones giving the room a comfortable, yet elegant appeal.

I turned to look at Jonathan with a smile, “This is a very elegant place, Jonathan.”

He grinned, tugging my hand, he led me towards the door on the far left of the living room, “Come on, you have to see the rest.”

I giggled as I let him lead me to the last door, which I already knew had to be the bedroom. Jonathan opened the door and stepped aside to let me go in first. My giggles stopped and my eyes went wide at the scene before me. This was definitely a bedroom. The room was done in red black, and grey colors which were accented very well with the scented candles that were lit all around the room. The carpet was a plush dark grey and in the center of the left wall was the huge king sized bed. Huge thick mattresses sat atop a black iron frame and matching headboard. The sheets were a deep red silk, covered with a thick, black suede comforter, and huge satin pillows in red, black, and grey. Laying in the center of the bed was a single white rose.

Next to the bed was a grey nightstand that held an ice bucket of champagne and three huge bowls of strawberries, whipped cream, and chocolate. Against the far wall was a long, low dresser which held a vase of white roses. There was also a tall armoire opposite the foot of the bed, a double vanity table on the opposite wall of the dresser, and a door next to the dresser.

My eyes kept straying back to the roses and the items on the nightstand. Jonathan came to stand next to me when my silence grew too long for him. He gave me a worried look. “Are you okay?” he asked.

I nodded, then turned to look at him with stars in my eyes, “It’s so beautiful, Jonathan!”

He smiled as he reached up to caress my cheek, “Not as beautiful as you, love.”

I couldn’t help it, tears sprang to my eyes at the thought of Jonathan going through all this trouble to make my prom night so special. I leaped at him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and hugging him tight. Giving him a kiss on his cheek, I whispered, “Thank you, Jonathan. I’ll never forget tonight.”

He hugged me back and whispered his reply, “You’re welcome, baby.” Pulling away from me, he gave me his smirk, “but the night isn’t over yet.”

With that, he led me through the door next to the dresser, which led to the bathroom. This room was done in various shades of blue and the flickering lights of the candles made it seem as if we were immersed in the sea, beneath the gentle waves.

Jonathan led me to the sunken Jacuzzi tub near the far wall and started to run the water. He brushed his lips over mine, before rubbing my nose with his. “Take your clothes off, babe. I’m going to go get some drinks.”

I giggled as Jonathan left the bathroom and turned to look around the room as I removed my clothes. Besides the tub, there was a shower stall to the right of it and it looked large enough to fit two very comfortably. Opposite the shower was the toilet, a small wall blocked it from view of the door. On the other side of the door was the mirror and double sink and next to that was the linen closet.

Jonathan walked back in carrying the bucket of champagne and two glasses. He set them down on the ledge behind the tub before turning off the water. I stood there and watched as he pressed buttons to start the jets of the Jacuzzi and soon there was a nice foam in the tub. He turned to me with a grin as he got himself undressed, “Get in, beautiful, I’ll be right with you.”

I laughed at his remark and stepped into the tub. With a sigh, I sat down and let the hot water soothe me. Jonathan opened the champagne and poured some into the glasses before handing me one of them. I took the glass and scooted up so that he could get in behind me.

As Jonathan settled against the back of the tub, he slid an arm around my waist to help me lean back against his chest. Once we were both comfortable, he lifted his glass of champagne, “Here’s to a prom night you’ll never forget.”

I grinned, “A wonderful prom night, I’ll never forget.” We tapped our glasses together before taking sips from them.

Jonathan and I enjoyed relaxing in the tub and sipping champagne for a while. We didn’t really talk much, which was fine by both of us. I knew he just wanted me to enjoy the rest of the night without any more unwanted interruptions.

I knew it was time to get out when Jonathan set his champagne glass down and proceeded to kiss my shoulder. I tilted my head back, allowing him more access as his lips traveled up my neck to my ear. He nipped the lobe and said, “Let’s get you bathed, hm?”

He took the glass from me and set it next to his before picking up the sponge and soap. Once he had lathered the sponge up, he wrapped his arms around me and proceeded to bathe me. I closed my eyes in bliss as his hand and the sponge glided over my skin, making it slick and soft.

Jonathan started with my fingers and worked his way up my arms and shoulders. Then he made his way down my chest, paying close attention to the undersides of my breasts and my nipples. Next were my ribs, stomach, hips, and abdomen. He bent me over to do my back before he moved to sit in front of me. Leaning me back against the tub, he went to work on my legs, starting at my feet and going up. By the time he had reached my thighs, I was literally purring in delight at the way he was making me feel.

A moan escaped my lips when he ran the sponge over the triangle of hair between my legs. It was quickly followed by a grunt of disappointment when I felt the sponge and his hand move away. I opened my eyes to look up at him.

Jonathan sat there just looking at me, something dark and beautiful in his eyes. Slowly he smiled at the disappointment on my face, “I know, beautiful. I’ll give you what you want when we get into bed.” He leaned over to kiss my nose, “Promise.”

He held out the sponge and soap to me, his eyes asking if I wanted to return the favor. I gave him a huge grin as I took the items from him and proceeded to enjoy touching him everywhere.

A phone rang in an upstairs bedroom. The occupant shifted in bed, slowly coming out of sleep. As the phone continued to ring, a hand reached out from under the covers and grabbed the receiver, pulling  it under the covers where the sound of a muffled, disgruntled voice said, “Do you know what time it is?”


There was a pause, and then, “When?”


Another pause, then a sigh, “Okay, I’ll get dressed and meet you there in fifteen.”


Pause. “Right. See you in a bit.”


The hand came out of the covers to replace the receiver on the cradle before disappearing again.


With another sigh, the teenager slid out of his warm bed and began to get dressed even though it was nearly one in the morning.

“Mmmm. That feels so good Jonathan.”

He grinned, looking up at me as he continued to run the rose over my skin. We had gotten out of the tub and dried off before going to bed. Where Jonathan was currently driving me wild with the white rose.

I lay on my back, spread out over the sheets as Jonathan sat next to me, propped up on one elbow. He had been using that rose to tease all of my sensitive spots and now, it was caressing my stomach.

I sighed and closed my eyes as the rose made its way over my hips and down my thighs. Without warning, the rose was suddenly pressed against my folds and I gasped as my hips bucked up from the bed. “Oh, Jonathan!”

He leaned down to press a kiss against my lips, “Patience, beautiful.”

I growled, “I’ve been patient all night! I want my dessert and I want it now!” He laughed as I sat up and flipped him onto his back, before straddling his hips.

I grinned in satisfaction, “It’s your turn to squirm, gorgeous.”

Leaning over him, I reached for a strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate. Then I sat up and looked down at him as I proceeded to lick the chocolate from the strawberry.

Jonathan’s eyes widened as he stared at the way my tongue moved over the strawberry, taking the chocolate and sliding it into my mouth. Once the chocolate was gone, I swirled my tongue around the tip of the strawberry and smiled to myself when I saw the way Jonathan’s eyes darkened and went to half mast.

He moaned the moment I bit into the strawberry, swallowed, then licked my lips. I arched an eyebrow at his whimper, “What’s wrong?” I gave him an innocent look as I held out the bitten strawberry to him, “Want some?”

He nodded, “Yes, please.”

I chuckled at his words, before leaning over and dipping the strawberry into the chocolate again. Then I moved it to his mouth. He opened it and lifted his head to bite into it, but I pulled it back, “Uh, uh. Not yet. Close your mouth, Jonathan.”

He did as I asked and I ran the fruit over his lips, coating them in chocolate. Then I leaned over and licked his lips, cleaning it off. Once I was done, I quickly slid the strawberry into my mouth and kissed Jonathan, sharing the fruit with him as my tongue slid into his mouth.

His arms slid around my waist and pulled me closer as I ravished his mouth some more. Soon, I pulled away again much to the disappointment of my boyfriend.

I chuckled at his groan, “That’s what you get, you tease!”

I slid off of him and picked up the bowl of whipped cream and another strawberry. Sitting next to him, I scooped up some cream with the fruit and began to spread it over his body, starting with his collarbone. Next I coated his nipples, his navel, his hipbones, and followed the trail of hair from his navel to his groin.

The entire time I teased him with the sliding of the fruit and cream against his skin, Jonathan moaned in pleasure and frustration. I knew he wanted me to hurry and lick it off, but I was more interested in finishing my art first.

I dipped the strawberry into the cream again and slid it over his cock, which was already thick and hard. He growled as the cool cream came into contact with his heated skin and his hips bucked up trying to get more friction.

I continued to drive him crazy, coating all of his cock with the cream before I stopped and set the bowl down. Then I picked up the bowl of chocolate and dipped the strawberry into it.

Jonathan closed his eyes with a hiss as I let the chocolate drip onto his chest. I set the bowl back down and sat back to survey my work. I grinned at the sight of Jonathan coated in chocolate and whipped cream and licked my lips in anticipation of feasting on my masterpiece.

I dipped the strawberry into the chocolate, then the whipped cream before I leaned over Jonathan saying, “Open wide, baby.”

Jonathan opened his eyes and saw me holding the fruit over his mouth for him to eat. He did as I asked and opened his mouth. I fed him the strawberry until he had eaten every bite of it before I kissed him once more.

Then, I left his lips and proceeded to lick the cream from his collarbone. Jonathan closed his eyes once more as my tongue swirled over his skin, taking the cream into my mouth. From there, I moved down to his chest and lapped at the dots of chocolate I had put there. I could feel Jonathan shudder at the feel of my tongue on his chest and when I swirled my tongue over a cream covered nipple, he gave a serrated moan.

I continued to lick his chest clean before I moved to his navel and dipped my tongue into it. Jonathan shuddered once more and his fingers buried themselves into my hair.

I moved my mouth to his hip and licked and nuzzled my way down one before moving to do the other hip. Then I returned to his navel, swirling my tongue around it once before dipping my tongue deep inside of it, making Jonathan gasp and tighten his hold in my hair.

Smiling, I let my tongue lick its way down the trail of cream leading to his groin. I placed a wet kiss against the patch of hair that began his groin area before looking up at him. He had been watching me the whole time I’d feasted on him.

With a twinkle in my eyes, I leaned down and took a long lick from the base all the way to the tip, ending with a flick of my tongue to the head. He threw his head back at that and hissed, “God, Alex!”

At that point, I wasn’t interested in torturing him any more than he was willing to be tortured. So, I took his entire length into my mouth and began greedily sucking on him. Immediately his hands gripped my head and his hips began thrusting upwards. I licked and sucked until all of the cream was gone and still I feasted on his flesh. Curling my hand around the base, I began pumping him as my mouth continued to suck hard.

I was enjoying the taste of Jonathan and using my tongue to lap at the precum that came from the tip of him when Jonathan began tugging at my shoulders. I growled deep in my throat because I knew what he was silently asking. I refused to let go of my feast.

“Fuck! Alex!” With a growl, Jonathan sat up and pulled me from him. Even as a protest left my lips, he flipped me onto my back and immediately slid into me.

I cried out in pleasure as Jonathan began thrusting into me hard and fast, my legs wrapping around his and my fingers digging into his back.

Jonathan threw his head back and groaned, “Oh baby, I’m so sorry, I really wanted this to be perfect for you.”

“It’s perfect Jonathan.” I panted, still matching him stroke for stroke, “I love you like this.”

He leaned down to look into my eyes. His were darkened with desire and love, “I love you, beautiful.”

I moaned as he deepened his strokes and as he sent me over the edge I screamed, “I love you too, Jonathan!”

My scream drowned out his cry of my name as he followed me over the edge, both of our bodies still caught in the throes of love making.

Even in the aftermath, we still clung to each other. Jonathan rested his entire weight on me and I reveled in it. I let my hands caress the skin of his shoulders, back, and behind enjoying the way his muscles quivered beneath my touch.

His face was buried in my neck, where I could feel the light brush of his lips against my skin and his irregular breathing near my ear. His hands slid over my arms and sides, a thumb brushing the underside of my breast every so often sending delicious chills up my spine.

Slowly I released the grip of my legs around his and allowed him to slide away from me. He only moved to my side so that he could wrap his arms around me and pull me against him to rest. I shifted so that my back was to his front and he spooned me into his body.

He slid his arms around my waist and I curled my fingers into his as we rested. I could feel his heart beating against my shoulder blade as he nuzzled my hair. I sighed in contentment.

“I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to thank you enough for tonight, Jonathan.” I whispered, “It was better than I could have dreamed.”

He kissed the back of my head, “I’m glad, beautiful.”

As he moved the covers over us, settling us in for the night, I added, “I love you, Jonathan.”

“Love you too, Alex.”

Jonathan spooned me again and as I settled back against him, enjoying the heat of his body and the way his legs tangled with mine, I murmured, “Night, handsome.”

I could feel his smile against my neck, “Night, beautiful.”

I closed my eyes and let the warmth of Jonathan and his steady breathing lull me into a peaceful sleep.