Chapter 30

Bianca sat on the beach as the waves gently crashed against the shore over her bare feet and legs, staring out into the ocean thoughtfully. The warm wind blew through her long brown hair that hung down her back in waves, knees drawn up wrapping her arms around them. She couldn't believe it'd been one year since she signed the dotted line on her WWE contract. Everything changed in her life the night Jonathan Good abducted her because of her brother. What was a nightmare scenario had turned into a fairytale and dream come true. Bianca was never one to believe in fairytales, especially after Myron's death because she thought her life was over. She was wrong. Jonathan Good had opened a whole new world to her and changed her life for the better, helping her learn how to live again.

And she truly loved him for it.

The word love was very complicated because it had different meanings. People loved their children, sisters, brothers, Aunts, Uncles, cousins, Grandmothers, Grandfathers, husbands, wives…the list was endless. They were all different kinds of love and it just depended on the person you said it to that made all the variance in the world. Bianca knew without a shadow of a doubt that Myron would always hold a piece of her heart, but it was very small, hardly a knick. Jon had taken the rest and cherished it every day they were together, even being the first to admit he loved her. It took Bianca a while, 6 months in fact and nearly losing Jon to make her realize just how much she loved him. The moment she admitted she was in love with Jon, everything changed and they made love for the first time that night.

Yes, Bianca cried afterwards just like Jon thought she would, but she couldn't have been more prepared for it. It wasn't hysterical either. Jon held her close and whispered how much he loved her, that he would do anything to get her through this. Bianca wasn't remorseful, they were happy tears because she'd finally moved on from Myron with Jon. All of her thoughts and dreams were surrounded by Jon, no longer her deceased husband. She apologized for crying, not wanting Jon to feel like he did something wrong when all he ever did was try to make her happy. He was a great man, a great lover and reminded her so much of Myron, but had enough different qualities to separate them. His heart was full of gold and he did everything in his power to comfort and help her through the turmoil she felt deep inside regarding Myron.

8 months into their relationship, Jon finally asked Bianca to leave Aberdeen, Washington for Tampa, Florida, wanting them to have a completely fresh start. As much as he loved Bianca's house, it reminded her too much of Myron and Jon knew it would help with the healing process if he got her away from Aberdeen. Bianca thought about it for a while, wondering if she could give up the house with all the memories she built with Myron. A week later, Bianca pulled Jon aside at one of the arenas while they were on the road, kissed him and asked when she'd get a key to their place in Tampa. Jon was floored Bianca agreed to move to Tampa and pulled the key out he had made for her a few weeks prior, slipping it into her hand. Tears cascaded down her cheeks at Jon's thoughtfulness and Bianca jumped into his arms, planting a searing kiss on his mouth in the middle of the hallway, not caring who saw. Everyone on the roster knew they were together just like Colby and Kavari.

Those two had found each other at the right times in their lives, even with the abduction involvement. Colby had never met a woman quite like Kavari who had the same insatiable appetite he did for sex. Every time Jon and Bianca turned around, they were in the bathroom or had disappeared somewhere, both knowing what they were doing. So it wasn't a huge surprise when Kavari announced she was pregnant 4 months into her and Colby's relationship, both of them extremely happy. Colby always wanted to be a father and, although Kavari never thought of herself as being a Mom, she was ecstatic to have his baby. Her job as a WWE cosmetologist was limited after finding out she was pregnant because she couldn't be around any chemicals, but could still cut and wash hair. What was even more surprising was Glen's acceptance of the pregnancy, though he did pull Colby aside and gave him the usual fatherly speech. Colby took it with a grain of salt, promising Glen to always take care of his daughter because he loved her unconditionally.

The big Samoan grump also found happiness in a woman named Marie Nelson, who was a seamstress for WWE. They met when the company changed the Shield's outfits a bit and stitched small patches on their vests, –Jon wore a sleeveless top now instead of a tactical vest like Colby and Joe- hitting it off instantly. Joe asked her out to dinner, Marie accepted and that was all it took. They'd been together ever since, each member of the Shield having their own room nowadays because of their women. Kavari and Bianca got along great with her, all 3 of them becoming great friends and were known as the Shield women. They all put their men first and foremost though, but on occasion when the boys would get together to game for the night, they would have a girl's night out.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing out here?" Jon's voice broke through Bianca's deep thoughts, making her turn her head to look over her shoulder at him with a small smile.

"Nothing, just came out here for some air while you napped." Bianca felt him sit down next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and soaked in his warmth. The sun was starting to set on the horizon and she just now realized how long she'd been out here by the water. "What time is it?"

"Just after 6." Jon yawned, covering his mouth with his hand and looked over at her. "What's on your mind?" He asked curiously, not minding the waves crashing over his bare feet and legs since he had basketball shorts on. "Nothing bad, I hope."

Bianca giggled softly, shaking her head. "No it's not, I promise." She shivered since the wind had picked up a little and water grew colder than it had before.

Jon didn't miss it either. "Come on, time to head back inside before you catch a cold out here." He stood and extended his hand, helping Bianca to her feet as they headed into the condo.

Dinner was already prepared in the crockpot since Bianca felt lazy on their days off, not feeling up to cooking. She threw together a few ingredients and ended up making cheesy chicken that would go over either egg noodles or rice, something quick, simple and filling. Jon groaned at the mouthwatering scents floating from the kitchen and following Bianca, gripping her hips gently in his hands.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Go set up the TV trays in the living room and we'll watch a movie while we eat." Bianca requested softly, turning around and looked up into those beautiful blues of Jon's, his mouth finding hers. "Jon…food first…" She breathed out, pressing her hands against his chest and could see the desire swirling through his eyes. "After dinner, I'm all yours."

"Mmm dessert, hurry it up woman." He growled, squeezing her jean covered backside and reluctantly left the kitchen to set up the TV trays like Bianca wanted.

They decided on a movie with Netflix since nothing was on television and ate dinner, snuggling together afterwards. Jon had his after dinner cigarette and opened the balcony door so the fresh ocean air flowed inside. Bianca didn't mind him smoking in the condo and focused on the movie, not realizing his eyes were on her. He didn't forget what Bianca said in the kitchen and finished his cigarette, leaning forward to stub it in the ashtray before pressing the off button on the remote linking to the television. Before Bianca opened her mouth to demand what Jon was doing, his mouth captured hers, telling her exactly what he wanted. Bianca moaned, feeling his arms tighten around her and swung her leg over to straddle his lap, the kiss never breaking. She remembered Jon saying he wanted dessert and felt a flood of heat rush through her, their tongues entwining together hungrily.

"Bedroom now." Jon growled, standing up from the couch and Bianca wrapped her legs around his waist, carting her down the hallway to their room.

Bianca didn't know why Jon thought he'd be bad in bed because the man was outstanding, knowing exactly what to do. He could read her like a book and paid attention to everything she enjoyed, not missing a beat. The same went for Bianca with Jon because she was by far the best woman he'd ever had in bed, taking care of him as much as he did her. They complimented each other really well and knew what made their spouse tick. Bianca felt her back hit the bed with Jon hovering over her, his hands sliding down her sides to inch up the tank top she wore. He groaned at her soft skin and pulled away from her addictive lips, moving to her neck suckling on the supple flesh provided.

"No." Bianca pulled back and Jon's eyes met hers, a small smile curving her lips. "It's my turn tonight. You had your fun this morning." Using the strength in her legs from working out with the boys, Bianca rolled them over until she straddled Jon, sky blues clouding over.

Jon smirked, rubbing circles on her sides beneath the tank top and refused to deny her anything. "Whatever you want, sweetheart. You know I'm game. Now get that damn top and bra off." He ordered, already slipping his hands up her back until his fingers found the clasp on her bra, unsnapping it. "There, I helped."

Chuckling seductively, Bianca reached down and pulled the tank top along with her bra over her head, tossing both to the floor by the bed. Jon licked his lips hungrily and felt her mouth slam down on his, her already erect nipples pressed against his muscular bare chest. Very rarely did Jon walk around the condo with a shirt on and Bianca sometimes wondered if he did it on purpose just to tease her. Hissing out at the feeling of her nipples, Jon felt Bianca's mouth move to his neck like he did her earlier and closed his eyes, letting her take control. Jon hadn't let a woman take control in the bedroom before until he met Bianca, enjoying being pleasured for a change instead of the other way around. Eventually his control would snap and Jon would dominate, but for the moment he let Bianca do whatever she wanted to him. Bianca slid her tongue down to his Adam's apple, nibbling on it for a few minutes and moved to the left side of his neck, paying attention to the small silver hoop in his ear. She loved playing with it, running her nails feather lightly down his sides and heard him hiss out again, his fingers teasing her nipples. After tracing the shell of his ear with her tongue and suckling gently on the piercing, Bianca finally moved away from that area and started placing openmouthed kisses down his muscular chest.

"Bianca…" Jon said her name in a warning tone, feeling his shorts and boxer/briefs removed a few minutes later, freeing his throbbing cock from the confines. "Oh fuck…" He groaned, feeling her hot mouth on the tip, fingers instantly burying in her brown hair. "No!"

Bianca gasped when he pulled her up by her upper arms and seared his mouth to hers, whimpering. "W-What's wrong?" She panted once the kiss broke and hadn't realized his hand slipped beneath her cotton shorts and panties until his finger began stroking her sensitive clit. "Oh Jon…"

"My dick wants this, not your mouth, sweetheart." Jon growled, not stopping the stroking and took a nipple in his mouth since they hovered right over his face, loving her cries of pleasure. "Don't get me wrong, I love it when you suck me off, but I'm cumming inside that sweet pussy of yours and nowhere else tonight."

"Then take it." She gasped again and wrapped her hand around his wrist, stopping him from teasing her further. "Unless you want me cumming all over your fingers, I suggest you stop and let me get these damn shorts off."

She had amazing breasts that Jon could suck on all night long, tease and torment, but that's not what he ultimately wanted. Jon reluctantly released her and watched with dark smoldering blue eyes as her shorts and panties joined the clothes on the floor, growling approvingly. He immediately sat up, cupping the back of her head and kissed her passionately, his cock pulsating with need.

"How do you want me?" Bianca muttered against his mouth, tracing his bottom lip with her tongue.

Jon didn't answer at first, already on his knees in front of her and decided to stay there, pulling her over to plant his hands on her backside, lifting her. Her feet dug into the comforter as Jon held her against him, feeling her hands clamp on his broad shoulders to keep her balance. Jon would never let her fall and grabbed his cock, making it stand straight up. Slowly, Bianca lowered herself on Jon and lulled her head back, feeling completely full. Once he was fully sheathed inside of her, Jon didn't move for a couple minutes, teasing her neck with his tongue and mouth, wanting to make sure she was acclimated to his size. He wasn't a small man by any means. Bianca whimpered, the burning of her walls subsiding and kissed Jon, letting him know it was alright to continue. Experimentally, she used the power in her legs to slide off of him, leaving just the tip inside and sank back down, both of them hissing out.

"Oh fuck Bianca, so tight…" He groaned in satisfaction, wondering if he'd ever be able to stretch her out and hoped not since he enjoyed a tight pussy.

Digging her nails in his shoulders, Bianca began slowly bouncing on and off his cock, feeling his hands move from caressing her backside to wrapping around her body. Jon met her thrust for thrust, both of them clinging to each other for dear life and tried not to make Bianca do all the work. Soon, his knees were bouncing off the bed as they increased the speed, both needing the release in the worst way. Bianca could feel the hot coil in her lower abdomen threatening to spring free and cried out, loving how deep Jon penetrated her in this position. Before long, Bianca couldn't hold back any longer and felt her walls caving in around him, wrapping Jon's cock in a warm wet cocoon while he kept thrusting, riding out her first orgasm. Bianca's body shuddered and felt Jon lift her up, planting her on the bed as he kept plunging in and out of her body, lifting both of her legs up to drape over his shoulders. She was completely at his mercy and gripped his arms, arching her body while he took control, beads of sweat forming on their overheated bodies.

"JON!" Bianca screamed when her second orgasm ripped through her body, shattering against him.

Jon couldn't handle it anymore and growled, snapping his hips one final time to bury his cock inside of her before exploding, his seed coating her back wall. Bellowing out her name, Jon didn't stop thrusting until he went limp inside of her, her legs collapsing from his shoulders around his waist while Jon buried his face in her neck. Bianca welcomed his body weight, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and ran her fingers through his unruly curls, both of them trying to come down from their intense sexual high.

"Do you know what I was thinking about outside?" Bianca asked a little while later, watching Jon's head lift from her neck to meet her eyes and stroked his face tenderly.

"No, thought you said it wasn't bad?" Jon retorted, softly kissing her and shifted to where she spooned against him.

"It's not. But I was thinking about this past year and how we're undone. Because we have so much more to explore and see together. It makes me wonder if we'll ever be finished." Bianca explained, feeling Jon's hand move down to stroke her lower abdomen with his fingers.

Jon thought about it for a few seconds and nipped her neck, tightening his arms around her. "I hope we never finish because being undone with you has been the best thing that's ever happened to me and I wouldn't change it for the world." He rolled her over, their eyes locking. "I love you, Bianca."

Bianca smiled softly, reaching up to lightly brush her mouth against his. "I love you too, Jon. Forever and always."

The End.