Hamm

Back home

"Fuck yes" I moaned and his hand whipped to my mouth, covering it as he smiled impishly. The noise had echoed slightly through the stall and the flimsy bathroom door was definitely not sound-proof.

"Grace, Darlin' you gotta keep it down" he whispered as his hips snapped to mine again.

I was propped up on the counter in the bathroom of the bar we'd visited, a quiet night out with friend and family who were all out to see Jon back home for a few days. We'd headed out, after I'd quickly met his nieces and nephews and I was feeling a little scared. I'd gotten a little tipsy to counter my nerves and it turns out, Jon was feeling frisky. After a bit of teasing under the table through dinner, he'd led me back to the bathrooms, saying we were going to get some air,  and had cheekily locked the door.

His thumb reached between us and found my clit as he stood back up changing his angle inside me, my mouth dropped open and he watched as I did everything I could to not cry out. "You look fucking incredible" he huffed under his breath as I felt myself tense. The excitement of this being a public place, his thumb working me and the feeling of his dick filling me was intense and I held on tightly as my body gripped him. He arched forward and pulled me close as his release quickly followed mine.

"I love you" I whispered in his ear before nibbling his earlobe.

"Ouch!" He pulled his head back and I giggled "I love you too Darlin'. That was fucking hot" he smiled as he stepped back and disposed of the condom and cleaned up. "Remind me to buy more of these, that was out of my wallet I'm down to hidden dregs" he smiled. I'd though about trying to approach the no condoms things a few times but didn't quite know how to put it.

"We don't have to." I looked in the mirror and sorted my dress. Minimal eye contact seemed to be the way forward.

"Really?" He raised and eye brow at me in the mirror.

"Really. I'm sorted on the no baby front and I'm not sleeping with anyone else. So, as long as you're not either then..."

"Well there's gonna be some disappointed women back west I'll have to break it off with" he joked and I gave him a slap on the chest. "Kidding! Definitely just you Darlin' I literally can't imagine ever being with someone else" he smiled and turned me to him for a kiss.

"Come on. We'd better go before..."

"Oh everyone knows what we're up to I'm sure. The longer we wait the better I look" he smirked

"Not if your in here on your own" I teased, before leaving and heading back to the group.

By the time we'd got back to the house, I was exhausted. We were staying at Jon sister's place in their guest room down stairs. I said my good nights and headed to our room, leaving Jon and his family to it. As I tried to sleep, I couldn't help but listen to conversation in the lounge next door.

"She's a good one" I heard his sister Julie say.

"That's a fucking understatement" Jon replied and I smiled into my pillow.

"She's young though" a family friend added. "What's the gap, like 15 years? She's gonna want kids and marriage and shit right?"

"Maybe. We've not really talked about it" Jon said. "I could be down with that though"

My stomach flipped at the thought of him planning a future for us. "Doesn't she live in another country?" The same voice from earlier added.

"She kinda does. Thanks for the downer" Jon sarcastically replied "but we're talking about it, like plans and shit. I'm sure we'll sort something out"

"She'll move to LA?"

"I dunno, maybe? I can only ask right? Her family live in the US anyway, look why are you putting this down, Mike? I'm happy - is that not something?" Jon sounded a little more serious.

"Fuck, yeah. Sorry man. Yes definitely. All good that you're happy and she is genuinely lovely. Just don't want you to get back to where you were if it goes ass up. You know? I'm just looking out for you!"

"I'll be fine. I'm not planning on letting anything happen!" Jon replied.

"Good. We like her. I feel like Dan would have liked her" Julie added, talk if his dad made my heart ache. I wish I could have met him, or his mum. Talk of family was always hard, but he had a great extended family, and to think his parents would have approved was amazing.

"Me too" I heard Jon say before they headed through to the kitchen and I dozed off.

The next morning I woke first. I sat and watched him sleep for a little while. He looked fucking amazing; sleeping on his front, arms tangled in his pillow as he faced my way. I took a moment to just be happy and appreciate the fact that I'd met this amazing guy, that he was beautiful to look at, funny, kind, intelligent and was into me. I shuffled by his side and he groggily opened his eyes.

"Hey there beautiful" he smiled and I felt myself blush. "What did I do to deserve you?" He asked.

"I was literally thinking the exact same thing"