Love Italian (Stallion) Style Part 3

They made it to a spot close to the ruins, on a flat area. Sindy spread out the blanket over the grass. "This is beautiful up here. You can see all the patchwork colors from the farms and part of the city," Jon said, spreading his lean frame on the blanket, propping himself up by his hands. Jon watched Sindy sit with her feet folded to the side, leaning on one hand. He could see her hand tremble as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress. He sat up and crossed his legs. Thank God he had the forethought to wear comfy jeans, which were roomy where it counted most. Taking off his glasses and hat, he took her hand. He kissed her palm, looking into her eyes and said, "Sindy relax. I'm not going to bite," he said slyly, "at least not yet." Then delighted in her blushing again. He then leaned in to kiss her. He brushed his lips against hers, pulled back, then kissed again, letting the kiss linger. Tasting her. He smiled inwardly, she was still trembling. He decided he needed to maybe talk to her get her mind on other things to help her relax.

"So how did you get to be here in Italy?" Jon asked, laying down looking over at her.

She looked down at him, then put over the hillside and said, "I am going to school for fashion design, and in our last year we can go abroad and study or work in our field. Of course since Aunt Rosa lives here and my mom's family is from here, it just made sense. Besides Italy has so much history."

Jon looked at her. He saw she was looking out towards the valley, her face pensive. Jon figured she was still dwelling on what happened the other day.

"But as you can see," she said, the corner of mouth turning up, "I am a mess when it comes to famous people. Are you sure you want to be here? It may not be safe."

"I'll take my chances," Jon said as he reached over and played with the hem of her dress and gave her a small smile, not even showing his teeth. To keep from pouncing on her now, as his plan was to take it slow. God he wanted her. He said, "Let's see what your Aunt packed. I'm hungry (for her)." They fed on roast chicken, crisp apples, and fine wine.

Sindy asked, "Jon, why are you here? I mean aside from the magazine. Are you by yourself or with the band?" Jon was so handsome, she thought, maybe he would stay awhile.

"I'm here by myself. We just finished a new album and we are doing various promotions. And aside from my occasional acting, I like modeling. Dante' aside," he finished with a smile. Sindy smiled in response. "So when do you go back to the states," Jon asked.

"Soon. So I guess it was fortuitous that Dante' let me go since I would have had to quit anyway." She paused then asked Jon when he would leave.

"I am out of here in a couple of days. We have some awards shows coming up in the U.S. But enough of that," he said pulling her to him, "Come here." His voice low and seductive, as he laid down on his back with Sindy laying on top of him. God he loved women...they were all soft and curvy and they smelled good. 

With her on top he could feel everything. Her knees rested on his upper thighs. Her hipbones just above his. Her small sweet breasts pressed against his chest. The best part was the juncture of her thighs was a perfect fit to his crotch. Tho he was so hot for her and wanted to take her right now, he prided himself on his ability to make love to a woman. Slowly. Sensuously. Thoroughly.

Jon slowly ran his hands along her back, while they kissed. Sindy had her hands cupping his face directing some of the kisses. Jon touched the tip of his tongue at the crease of her lips to let her know he wanted more. Sindy responded in kind, opening her mouth to allow him access. She was drowning in his sensuallity.

Sindy was in heaven. Jon's hands were roaming her back and sides leaving warm firey trails of sensation. She hadn't been to sure how far she wanted to go with Jon, but decided come what may, she would play this out. Sindy would never get another chance to feel the love and power of Jon Bon Jovi. Sindy had dated a few times with guys closer to her own age but Jon was a God! He was certainly more experienced, being 20 years older the her. He should give lessons! Jon reached up to her hair and released it from the confines of the combs, running his fingers through its masses.

"Your hair is so silky," Jon said as he took a handful and rubbed it along his face.

"Jon." She whispered against his lips, "I bet you say that to all the girls." She smiled and kissed his neck.

He pushed her to a sitting position, then sat up himself. He kissed her neck and throat as his arms caressingly went around her, then he looked into her eyes and said, "There is no one here but you."

"MMmmm...that feels so good," Sindy moaned as he nibbled on her ear then trailed sucking kisses down her neck to her collarbone.

Suddenly she felt a breeze on my back and realized he had unzipped the back of her dress and unhooked my bra. But just as quickly his hands were gliding up her thighs bunching up my dress at her hips. "Sinful. Beautiful," Jon whispered.

Not to be left behind..."I want to feel you, too, you are so hard and strong," as she took off his shirt. Sindy ran her hands all over him, trailing her lips down his chest to his nipples, taking one in her mouth, sucking and nipping.

"Baby, let ME worship YOU," he murmured as he moved her away to gain access to her breasts. With his arms around me to keep me steady, he feasted on them, taking a nipple in his mouth. It was amazing, all warm and soft, his sucking made her clit tingle.

Jon wanted to make love to Sindy in the worst way. He was going to have to release his cock soon. He was running out of room in his jeans. Jon laved first one nipple then the other. He lost himself in the pleasure, concentrating on the feel and texture of her nipples. His arms behind her, steadying her, as she arched against him, the feeling he was evoking, making her squirm in his lap. Jon needed to be undressed. Slowly he bunched up Sin's dress and lifted it over her head and tossing it to the side, leaving Sin in her panites. Then he gently guided her to lay next to him on the blanket, so he could slide her panties off, making her completely naked to his gaze. Jon then proceeded to stand and finish undressing, finally standing over her, naked, at attention, proudly accepting the look of admiration in her eyes.

All Sin could think of was Jon. He was a God....A sex God! He was everything you may have ever heard about Jon Bon Jovi. At this point Sin was beyond redemption and all her womanly instincts took over. As Jon watched, she slowly pulled one leg up, knee bent, the slowly layed her leg to the side, opening herself to his gaze, then with a wicked smile she crooked her finger at him. If possible his eyes got darker, more lustful. Jon knelt between her legs, stretching out, his head between her legs. She knew what was cumming and couldn't help moving my hips in anticipation. Jon gently spread her legs wide apart. With his thumbs, he spread her pussy lips and alternated between sucking her clit and flicking it with his tongue. A few minutes later, after diligent work on Jon's part, she came. A glorious feeling of ecstasy slamming through her body. Having gone tense, Sin threw back her head, screaming out her orgasm.

Jon layed down next to Sin, lazily playing with her nipples, a leg thrown over her. "So did you like that baby?" he asked, like he didn't already know the answer.

Panting, she replied, "Yes. Are you sure you are not a Roman God come down from Mt Olympus?"

He chuckled and bent his head to suckle at her breast. Meanwhile she reached down to take his cock in her hand, stroking the hard length of him. His hips moving in time with her strokes, he whispered, "Mmmm baby, that feels good. You have magical hands."

Sin needed Jon now. She wanted his body over her, pumping her hard. "Jon, I need you now," she moaned. "I want to feel your cock inside me."

"Sin Honey, I would be happy to oblige," Jon said moving over me and placing the tip of his dick at my entrance, slowly moving in and out, going a little futher each time. He was driving her crazy with need. She was writhing with the need for more. Jon smiled inwardly. Sin was so responsive. Uninhibited. Sin"s movements only added to his pleasure. It was all he could do not to cum right now. Jon concentrated on Sin's pleasure. He varied his pace and strength, continuing to place loving kisses on her lips and face. His reward was her kittenish moans of ecstasy.

Just when Jon thought he couldn't wait any longer, Sin uttered, "Jon....I need...please..now."

"Hang on baby," Jon said as he started pounding her hard. Jon could feel her squeezing him, her hips pushing back in time with his thrusts. They came together...Jon with his head thrown back, grunting as he spilled his seed...Sindy, screaming out, trembling and exhausted from the intense feeling created by her orgasm.

The two of them laid there for a bit, resting, before getting dressed, gathering up the left over picnic stuff, heading back to the car. Jon and Sindy spent the rest of the day and night at her Aunt's villa, swimming, eating, and making love. After Jon dropped Sindy off the next day, he took off for the states. Sindy watched as he drove off, not sure if she would ever see Jon again.