A Man of Service A John Wick Fanfic

Chapter 17

T/W – adult situations, smut, swearing

"Do you have plans for the day?" John asked her, looking at his watch. "You know it's almost 2."

She eyed him teasingly. "I do have plans for today...." When she saw him become slightly disappointed, she said, "I'm spending my day with this man. You might know him. A very special man who makes me feel like I'm the only woman in the world. Our plans are simple. Eat. Make love. Eat again. Make love again. Then I think tomorrow we can face the world together."

John smiled. "Lucky guy...," he answered. "But tomorrow you're going to Chicago. I have things to do and then I will meet you there."

"What things?" she asked warily.

"I give you my word that I won't do anything until I talk to Winston."

"He told me you should give him his 'marker'. He's going to work something so you can get out...again....I think. I don't really understand, so you need to speak to him," Kate began. "But I'm going to wait for you here so we can go to Chicago together."

"Oh, no, you're not," he said strongly. "I can't be worried about your safety while I'm conducting business. Tomorrow, you're Chicago bound. You have to do this, Katie, so I can focus on what I need to do. If I'm constantly worried about you, I won't be able to concentrate. Please, Katie..."

She looked at John and simply nodded. She understood and would do as he asked although she didn't like it. "So," she decided to change the subject. "What is our life going to be like in Chicago?" She shifted her position on the sofa so she could sit next to him with her head on his shoulder.

"Our plan is simple," he teased her. "Eat, make love. Eat again, make love again."

"You stole my line," she laughed.

"It was worth repeating," he joked with her, kissing the crown of her head. "And that reminds me, didn't we just eat?"

"We have to wait 30 minutes now...just as if we wanted to go swimming."

John squinted with one eye. "That doesn't really sound right..."

Kate giggled as she lifted herself up and straddled him across his lap. Smiling sweetly, she ran her hands through his soft hair on either side of his face and looked deeply in his dark brown eyes. "You're so handsome," she told him sincerely.

He seemed to dismiss the comment but smiled back at Kate, placing his hands on her back and pressing her closer. John kissed her lightly several times, one hand moving upward to delicately envelope her neck as his mouth swept down on hers. The movement seemed to arouse Kate even more and their kisses became immediate, demanding, as she leaned him farther against the back of the sofa. Her hand traveled from the back of his neck to his chest, then downward in between their compressed bodies to his hard erection.

She slipped her hand in his pajama bottoms and held him gently but firmly, her mouth wandering down to kiss his neck as he sucked in a deep breath. Kate motioned for him to remove his t-shirt which he did quickly and she continued her voyage, kissing his chest then moving down his muscular body to his groin. Using both hands to slip his pajamas off, she positioned herself in between his legs, placing one hand at the base of his erection and ever so slowly, sliding her mouth over him.

John's head went back with a moan and his hips shifted up to push himself even deeper into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned, looking down at her and placing his hands on either side of her head.

She held him deeply, then traced his shaft up and down with her moist tongue, circling his tip as he watched her and sighed. Slowly she did this, drawing the arousal out until his hips bucked into her mouth several times and his head went back against the sofa.

"God, Katie," he murmured, looking back down at her.

Her mouth totally encased him and she increased her up and down movement, listening to John's breathing quicken and his soft groans. As she moved in conjunction with his body, it heightened his exhilaration as he began to pump his hips into her mouth. She was in complete synch with his body and this made the moment the most erotic moment he ever experienced.

John suddenly took in a deep breath and thrust hips towards her as she slid up and down his erection. Finally, he had reached his peak and released into her mouth as his hips jerked forward and spasmed erratically. She held him lightly and looked up, smiling as much as she could. He swept his hands over her hair and she finally let go and kissed his groin.

Kate maneuvered up until she placed her head on his shoulder, replacing his pajama bottoms as she moved.

John kissed her hair and hugged her tightly. "God damn, baby...," he murmured. "Does this mean it's time to eat again?"

Kate let out a good laugh and hugged him back.

They spent the remainder of the afternoon watching old movies, tucked safely in each other's arms. John also made arrangements for her to fly into Chicago the next day.

"What about my apartment? My belongings? What about the band?" she asked him, tipping her face to look at him.

"It's got to be a fresh start," he said gently. "We can't give Tortorelli any ammunition to even suspect we're both still alive until I take care of some...business. I'll make sure things are cleaned up here."

"And what about Winston and the High Table? It seems to me that he wants to help us."

"Winston has never really done anything that didn't benefit him in some way," John admitted. "I just need to find out what he knows and why he's willing to help. I doubt it will be as easy as you think. Nothing is easy with the High Table."

His words alarmed Kate. "John, why can't we just go? Just leave? Go to Canada or England or the Caribbean or anywhere else?"

"We'd have to look over our shoulders for the rest of our lives...and that's no way to live," John told her. "I've been bound to them since I was 8 years old, except for the time I was with Helen. They're not going to give me a free pass. It's not how they operate. I've already been dispatched with a task I haven't fulfilled—which I have no intention of fulfilling. They have a long memory and short patience."

Kate stretched to kiss his neck. "I'm scared, John. I love you and I'm very afraid."

"I love you, too, Katie, but try not to worry. I've dealt with them a long time and I know the pitfalls. I'm going to do my best to avoid them."

"So you just want me to wait in Chicago until you meet me there? I can't do anything?"

John shook his head. "No. You can stay where I know you're safe. That's it."

They fell into silence and watched the bright sunshine dim as it passed the horizon. Soon the street lights came on and the rays spilled into the living area, casting long shadows across the floor. Kate felt the time with John slipping away as the sky turned black. She held onto him tighter then, fear filling her that this would be the last time they would be together like this.

As if he knew what she was thinking, he suddenly tipped her face up and kissed her and Kate thought maybe he too, was feeling the same thing. But Kate would be god damned if she was going to be frozen with fear and waste any time. Perhaps this is what she was going to have to remember for the rest of her life and she was going to make the best of it. If something was going to happen to John, she wanted him to know how much he was loved.