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For the Love of Jackass	By : GinaKnoxville Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 1613 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next morning, everyone was on edge. The guys didn’t like doing chores, and some of the girls found it awkward to ask the guys to do them. Heather, however, was having no problem at all telling Bam what to do, when to do it, how to do it, and how fast he should do it. The morning found him on his hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. He was absolutely furious, and the floor was taking a terrible beating instead of a cleaning.
“Heather is not going to like that when she sees it, dude,” Dunn commented, reaching over Bam to get a beer out of the fridge.
“Do you really think I care?”
“Yes. Or you wouldn’t be down there doing that.”
“Shut the fuck up, Dunn. What the hell chores have you been doing?”
“Not really anything. Courtney says she doesn’t trust me with her laundry, thinks I’ll fuck it up to be funny, so there’s not much else to do at the moment. We’re all sitting in Gina’s room enjoying her home theater. Just relaxing…. Chilling out…. No scrubbing on the hands and knees involved! Maybe you should try not pissing off any of the girls in the house, man.”
“Maybe you should try getting the fuck out of here while your knee caps are still intact,” Bam muttered dangerously, shooting Dunn a look of pure venom.
“Whatever, dude,” Dunn smiled, walking back to Gina’s room.
As Dunn left, Heather poked her head around the side of the doorframe, watching Bam scrub the floor in only his boxers. She smirked to herself, strolling casually into the room, putting dirty splotches on the newly clean floor. She stopped in front of the refrigerator to pour herself a glass of orange juice.
Bam glared up at her as she stopped, then looked around the room, noticing the dirt trail she drug in. “I just fucking cleaned that spot you dirty whore!”
Heather smiled wickedly at him then spit a small stream of her juice on the floor, right in the spot he was scrubbing. “Oops.” Heather went to leave, walking all around Bam, dragging the heels of her cheaply made shoes, creating haggard black scuff marks. Exiting the room, she muttered “You missed a spot,” over her back and walked away.

Johnny had still not emerged from his room, dreading the immediate onslaught of Karen’s affections he would receive. She had passed by his door every five or ten minutes, knocking loudly and yelling his name.
“Johnny! Come on out of there, you’ve slept in enough! My mom used to throw things at me to get me out of bed when my dogs weren’t barking like crazy thinking I was dead. You’re not dead are you? Because that would be such a waste of a nice man. What are you doing in there? You know-”
And on and on and on and on until Johnny wanted to shoot her with a paintball gun in the face. He lay on his bed, pillows covering his head, praying for Karen’s death to occur sometime soon. He really had no problems doing chores for the girls… just not that girl.

Dunn entered Gina’s room just as Ferris Bueller was explaining how he could be The Walrus but he would still have to bum rides off of people on her big screen TV. He took a seat between Preston and Courtney. Steve-O was on the other side of Preston while Gina and Kyle were in the row in front of them. They were all passing around a bag of popcorn and watching Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Steve-O glanced at the clock and groaned.
“You said you wanted your laundry done before what time?” Steve-O asked Gina.
“I guess two o’ clock, if that’s cool.”
“You’re the boss.”

Bam, having had enough, threw the sponge he had been cleaning the floor with across the floor. How was he going to get back at Heather? After several minutes of contemplation, he decided that so far trying to get at Heather had gotten him nowhere. Who else could he unleash his anger on? Karen’s voice floated to him down the hallway where she was still trying to summon Johnny out of his room. The voice hit his ear like a Brillo pad being scraped across a chalkboard. He grimaced and then grinned evilly. That would be his new target.
“Hey, Kare bear! Hey, Kare, come here! I wanna show you something!” he called out, his plan already formed in his mind.
“What?” Karen cried out, her feet padding down the hallway toward Bam.
“I wanna show you something in the backyard.”

Inside Johnny’s room, there was a great sigh of relief as Johnny leaped off the bed and peeked out the door. Karen was gone, this was his chance to escape. Gina flashed across his mind. Where would she be? Probably not in her bedroom… he decided to search the house, and if Karen came in sight, he would run like hell. He knocked on Savvy’s door, but heard nothing in there, so he continued on. She wasn’t in the game room, the living room, the kitchen, or anywhere else in the house that he checked. Where the fuck was she?
He peeled open the back door of the house, hoping to find her outside somewhere, semi-alone. Instead, he spied Karen peeling off her shirt beside the pool and Bam watching with a satisfied grin. Bam was down to his boxers, and Karen was just in her underwear. Suddenly, Bam grabbed her clothes and shoved her in the pool, running away with the clothes. Johnny laughed out loud, doubling over. Good one, Bam! Bam rushed past Johnny into the house. Karen resurfaced in the pool and followed Bam’s path to the house with her fearful eyes. On the porch, she saw Johnny laughing.
“Johnny! Come help me!” she screeched, flailing in the water.
“I… I can’t hear you!” Johnny returned.
“Come help me!” she yelled back.
“You want some herbal tea? Okay, whatever you say,” Johnny replied, turning to go back in the house.
“Johnny!” Karen screeched frantically, climbing out of the pool and racing toward the house.
Johnny took off running, terrified she would catch him.

Steve-O grumbled as he picked up Gina’s clothes and threw them into her hamper.
“This punishment sucks,” he whispered.
“Well, you got it worse than me,” Dunn said, eating popcorn out of a bag, “I haven’t had to do much.”
“That’s because I like to do things for myself,” Courtney smiled.
“Thank you, Jesus,” Dunn sighed with a smile.
“I haven’t had to do a lot either,” Preston added, reaching into Dunn’s popcorn bag and finding it empty.
Gina leaned back on her chair with a groan, rendering several loud pops from her back. “Dude, I could so go for a massage right about now.”
“Oh, shit. That’s not part of the servitude thing, right? That doesn’t count as something I have to do, does it? Because I suck at massages,” Steve-O groaned.
“Unfortunately, it doesn’t… damn, I could use one right now.”
“My ex-girlfriend made me take classes. If you give me something… I guess I could give you a massage,” Dunn spoke up with a shrug.
“Really? What do you want?” Gina asked. “Money?”
“I don’t need money.”
Gina frowned. “Damn.”
Steve-O, Courtney, and Kyle were looking a little worried as they watched the exchange. Dunn thought for a minute. What kind of girl was Gina? He was trying to decide if he should go for it and then he realized. Well, if it didn’t work… what would he be losing? He didn’t have feelings for Gina, so…
“I got it,” he finally said.
“What?” Gina asked.
“You have to give me a free titty feel.”
Gina didn’t even bat an eye. “How long is this massage going to be?”
“Ten minutes?”
Gina looked thoughtful. “Hmmm… okay. Sounds good to me. Wait a minute, above the shirt or below the shirt?”
Dunn grinned. “Whatever you feel comfortable with.”
“Under the shirt, the massage will be twenty minutes long.”
Dunn thought for a moment. “Okay, whatever. Twenty minutes ain’t that bad.”
“Are you guys being serious?” Kyle asked, staring at Gina with an appalled look on his face. Courtney was making her way out of the room, truly disturbed by the proceedings.
“Yeah, I really want a massage. And they’re only boobs, jeez.”
Kyle laughed to himself, “Well, I don’t feel any urge to see this.” He got up and left the room behind Courtney.
“Same here,” Steve-O said, “if you need me, Gina, I will be in the laundry room.” He hoisted up Gina’s hamper and headed to the laundry room.
“Care to join them?” Dunn asked Preston, who had stayed in his seat.
“Actually, no, this might get interesting,“ Preston smiled, his hands behind his head.
Dunn frowned, mouthing to Preston to “please leave.”
Preston shook his head.
Gina turned to Dunn, unaware of the silent exchange between Preston and Dunn. “Alright, let’s do this.”
Dunn smiled, biting his lower lip. “Yes, let’s.”
Gina stood in front of Dunn who had taken a seat on the edge of her bed. He looked up at her and reached out for her waistline. He slid his hands under her shirt, slowly reaching toward his goal. He felt the underwire of her bra and started to slide his fingertips under it.
“Uh-uh, you said under the shirt, not under the bra. Under the bra is a thirty minute massage, Skipper,” Gina laughed, holding Dunn’s wrists under her shirt.
“I can do that,” Dunn grunted.
“Okay,” Gina smiled, letting go of Dunn’s wrists.
He smiled up at her and then slid both his hands under her bra, cupping her breasts in his hands. He started gently groping them, enjoying their soft weight in his palms.

Johnny found Steve-O in the laundry room. “Where’s Gina?” he asked in a panicked voice.
“Uh,” Steve-O started, not wanting his friend to walk in and see something he wouldn’t want to in Gina’s room. “I don’t know.”
“She’s probably in her room. I finally got rid of Karen and I am trying to hide. Thanks, bro,” Johnny said quickly with a smile, running out of the laundry room.
“Shit,” Steve-O mumbled, watching Johnny go.
He thought about following Johnny and telling him Gina wasn’t in there, but then thought against it. Let her get caught. He wasn’t going to cover up for Gina and Dunn. Sure, Knoxville would probably be pissed off and hurt, but it would be better for him to find them than for them to get away with it and Knoxville find out later.

Gina’s head tilted back without her realizing it, and a moan escaped her throat.
“Oh, you like that, huh?” Dunn asked, smiling.
Gina nodded. Dunn stood up, moving in to kiss Gina.
“Dunn, I-”
“Shhh… it’s okay. It’s okay, baby.”
His lips lightly brushed against hers, as he stroked and twisted her hardened nipples. He stopped before kissing her and stared into her face, inches from his, and smiled.
Just at that moment, Johnny blasted through the door. “Sorry to bother you, Gina, but I am hiding from Karen-”
He stared at the scene before him. Dunn pulled his hands from Gina’s shirt and shoved them in his pockets nervously. Johnny noticed Preston sitting in the room and let out an angry screech. “What the hell is going on here?”
“It’s not what it looks like,” Gina muttered, terrified by the hurt look in Johnny’s troubled dark eyes.
“Why should it matter to me what it looks like? We are just friends after all, I mean, its not like… never mind,” Johnny mumbled, leaving the room.
“Johnny!” Gina called out.
Dunn looked back and forth between the two. “Are you two…” he let the question hang unfinished in the air.
“No, no we’re not,” Gina replied, looking upset.
“I didn’t know, I just thought-”
“I know. This was just…. Tit for tat,” Gina laughed, “literally.”
Dunn laughed despite himself.
“Man, he didn’t sound too happy,” Dunn said.
“No, I guess not.”
“I think I should probably go talk to him, I mean, it looked like he cared about you,” Dunn said, moving toward the door.
“No, no I will. Don’t worry about it. We did nothing wrong.”

Karen stepped from around a corner. “There you are, Johnny, I have been looking for you!”
Johnny leaned back from Karen, for she was very much in his face as she talked to him.
“Sorry, I just went to talk to… never mind,” Johnny said.
“Well, its okay. I forgive you. I just won’t let you out of my sight again,” Karen laughed.
Johnny rolled his eyes with a moan. “I am going to go to my room and sleep.”
“Nuh-uh!” Karen wagged a finger at him. “I don’t think so, mister. You have to stay with me in case I need anything done.”
“Oh, God,” Knoxville groaned.
“Come on, my room is comfortable!” Karen took Knoxville’s hand, leading him down the hallway to the stairs. Knoxville wrenched his hand back. Karen grabbed his arm instead.
They sat on her bed, Knoxville laying back on his back. Karen suddenly turned to him, and out of nowhere blurted, “Johnny. I think you are very hot. I didn’t used to think so, but for some reason when Gina told me she thought you were cute… I saw you in a different light.” She paused to blow her nose and then continued, not noticing the slightly scared and disgusted look on Knoxville’s face. “And now, I don’t know. I think we could be something more, you know, like in a relationship, like together, going steady, you know?”
“What?”
“Oh, don’t play coy, mister, I know you want me. I see you looking at me from across the room all the time. Every time I glance over and see you, you are looking straight at me-”
Knoxville frowned. “Uh, no. I would only be looking at you if you were near Gin-”
“And we would have such cute children and you know what I read somewhere? I read that you only know who your soul mate is after you kiss them deeply. Maybe we should try because I feel a heat coming from you, an unbridled passion, and I want you to feel my passion back because I think we could connect.”
She moved to kiss Johnny and at just that moment, the door opened and Gina slid through. Karen’s kiss landed on Johnny’s cheek as he had turned to see who was coming through the door.
“What the fuck?!” he screeched, pushing away from Karen violently. He fell onto the floor and Karen landed on top of him.
“Oh, Johnny I told you there was passion! You definitely chose the right girl out of all of us,” Karen spouted, clutching at Johnny.
“Get off of me!” Johnny screeched, pushing her away, but she wasn’t letting up. He finally pushed her away and scrambled to his feet. The door to the bedroom was open, but Gina was gone.
“Shit,” Knoxville yelled. “Thanks for making me look like a total dick!” he screamed at Karen before storming out the door.
“Well, you don’t need any help there!” Karen shouted back, slamming her bedroom door.

“Savvy? Savvy. where are you?” Gina raced around the house, fighting back tears. She finally found Savvy in Pontius’ room. They were lounging on his bed. Gina ran in and closed the door behind her.
Savvy stood up. “Gina, what’s wrong?”
Gina leaned back against the door and slid down until she was sitting against it. “She did it again, Savvy. It’s not fair.”
“What? What are you talking about?” Savvy asked, kneeling in front of Gina.
Pontius came and kneeled beside her, staring at Gina with his signature look of deep concern.
“Who did what, Gina?” Savvy asked.
“Karen. She must have realized my feelings for him and then went after him. She’s prettier than me, and he would be stupid to-”
“What? What happened?”
“He walked in and saw Dunn’s hand. My shirt. He saw and I went to her room and they were on top of each other. She said he made the right choice. He made the right choice. She said. He saw.”
Savvy and Pontius exchanged confused looks.
“What the fuck?” Pontius mouthed.
Savvy shrugged.
“Why does she always do this?” Gina groaned, her head in her hands.
“Gina… you haven’t explained a thing to me, now come on, slow down,” Savvy said, putting her hands on Gina’s shoulders.
Gina slowly looked up at her and made eye contact. “I care about him, Savvy. You know I do. I don’t know how, really, but I do.”
Suddenly, it clicked in Savvy’s mind. “Gina! Gina, is it Karen? Did she try the same shit like in high school?”
Gina nodded, close to tears. Savvy could only imagine what had happened, but she knew it involved Karen and Johnny. Enraged, Savvy stood and kicked Pontius’ door open. She stomped into the hall. Seeing Knoxville, she screamed, “Stay the fuck right there!”
Stunned, Knoxville stopped, staring at the incensed Asian in front of him.
“I’m taking care of this right now. Stay here until I get to you…”
Knoxville nodded, watching as the hurricane that was Savvy stomped down the stairs. Her yells had gotten everyone’s attention, and they stood as spectators while Savvy made her way to Karen’s room.
“Karen, you fucking hoe bag bitch! Get the hell out here!”
Karen, petrified, peeked her head out the door.
“Oh, Savvy-” she said, sounding relieved. She opened the door wider and Savvy took a flying leap at her face. Getting the smaller girl in a chokehold, Savvy screamed at her again.
“What the fuck are you thinking pulling that shit on Gina? You’re not the innocent little flower everyone thinks you are! If someone is destined to be together, you just gotta butt in and RUIN SHIT! What, you used your ’pretty face’ to lure him? Fuck you, you two-faced bitch!” With each cuss word, Savvy had been punching Karen in the back, the only place she could reach in her current position. Everyone in the house watched her as she beat the crap out of Karen. Soon enough, though, Dunn and Bam came forward, pulling Savvy away from Karen. Savvy fought valiantly, but she could not hold up against two stronger men. Even Courtney, who knew her sister was usually only a violent person at desired times, was floored. What the heck had Karen done?
Dunn and Bam held onto Savvy, but she ripped her hands out of their grip, and charged upstairs. Wee-Man walked to the moaning Karen, checking on her. Bam, who no matter what, was still an asshole, commented wryly, “Anybody else think Savvy looked really hot kicking someone’s ass?”
Back upstairs, Knoxville was still in the same spot Savvy had left him. She was a scary, scary broad and he didn’t want to feel her wrath. He longed to go and see Gina and make it right, but Pontius had signaled him to stay where he was, while he consoled Gina.
Savvy came tromping back up the stairs, and Knoxville stepped away from the wall. Savvy, determined, showed her Asian heritage and delivered a flying kick to Knoxville’s soft stomach. He folded like a beach chair, and Savvy quickly pinned him, one knee on his chest, the other on the ground, her hand wrapped tightly around his throat.
“What did you do?” Savvy spoke slowly and venomously.
All Knoxville could do was groan, not able to breath after the kick to his stomach. Everyone else rushed up the stairs, Bam and Dunn again grabbing Savvy and hauling her up. Knoxville crawled to his knees, groaning again. He gave Savvy a dirty look, but she was not amused.
“You asshole, what the fuck did you do?”
Johnny, finally able to speak, sounded angry. “I walked in on a make-out session between Dunn and Gina, that’s what I did.”
Dunn flinched, dropping Savvy’s arm and bringing his hands up in a sign of surrender.
“Dude, it was a trade! She wanted a massage, and I wanted to cop a feel-”
Johnny started to lunge at Dunn, but Savvy stepped up and he stepped back.
“Knoxville, what happened with Karen?”
He sighed in disgust, clutching his stomach. “She fucking pulled me into her room and threw herself at me… Gina saw and I tried to chase her. Karen’s gross, I would never touch that.”
Savvy glared at him, but walked around to Pontius’ door. “Chris, how’s Gina?”
Pontius opened the door and they discussed quietly. Knoxville moaned, rubbing his sore stomach.
“What’d she do, dude? Kick you?” Preston asked, smiling slightly.
Courtney scratched her head. “Yeah, I should have told everyone not to piss Nina off. She’s a black belt in karate. It’s how she got over her anger as a teen.”
“Dude, she like, took a flying leap at my chest… she kicked the air out of me. If it didn’t hurt so bad, I would have clapped,” Knoxville said quietly, gaining some vitality.
Savvy came back, grabbing Knoxville’s arm and dragging him to Pontius’ room. Pontius stepped out and Savvy stuffed Knoxville in the room.
“I’m so glad I added this,” Savvy said as she locked a deadbolt above the doorknob.
Inside the room, Knoxville stared at Gina who stared back. This would be fun. Gina’s face held evidence of tears and Knoxville’s heart stopped. She had cried over him.
“Gina, I-”
“Johnny, I-”
The two had spoken in unison and laughed nervously. Johnny gently took Gina by the arm and led her to the edge of Pontius’ female genital-inspired bed. They sat next to each other, Gina staring down at her hands in her lap.
“Johnny,” Gina whispered his name. Johnny was shaken by the amount of emotion her voice revealed in that one word. “What you saw was not what you think it was-”
“Why does it matter what I think it was?” Johnny grumbled.
“Well, obviously it mattered to you because no sooner had you seen it, you ran to Karen like she was going out of style! You didn’t even know what was going on and you childishly retaliated!”
“Gina, I didn’t go to Karen! I was hiding from her and she found me! She drug me to her room and then threw herself at me. Why would I want to make a move on her when I-”
“When you what?”
Johnny stared at Gina, wondering if he should say everything he wanted to. Tell her how her smile made him shiver. How her laugh trickled up and down his spine pleasantly. How her eyes sent him reeling into ecstasy. Her jeans clinging to her in all the right places made him have to cross his legs at the dinner table for decency… He stood up from the bed, frustrated.
“Why are you so angry?” Gina asked.
“It’s just frustrating that I don’t know why it hurt me so much. I don’t give a fuck whether it makes sense or not that it hurt, it just did. Seeing you and Dunn like that… it fucking hurt. But what you walked in on was in no way a retaliation thing,” Johnny explained, staring down at his scuffed Chucks.
“So… you didn’t go after Karen?” Gina asked suspiciously.
“No! God, no!” Johnny exclaimed.
Gina smiled despite herself. “Okay. A truce then.”
“A what?”
“A truce. An agreement.”
“What kind of… agreement?”
“I promise to be more… open with you and I will try not to shut you out so much,” Gina said, blushing as she said it.
Knoxville’s eyes twinkled as he tried to hold back his satisfied smile. “Okay, and I promise to give you some space so you have no need to shut me out.”
Gina smiled, extending her hand for Johnny to shake it. Johnny sighed with a shrug.
“It’s a start,” he nodded, shaking her hand.
Gina nodded, grinning. Johnny couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned forward and kissed Gina on the lips. He pulled back from her, his eyes closed, drinking in the choking excitement from his body. Gina leaned forward to kiss Johnny back, but he stood up before she could make contact.
“I’m sorry. I just promised that I would back off and then I go and… I’m sorry,” Johnny mumbled, “it’s just this room, I guess.” He smiled, gesturing around at the porn-adorned walls.
Gina couldn’t bring herself to speak, so she just nodded instead, a smile across her face. Johnny backed toward the door, fighting the incredible urge to finish what he had started. However, a small voice inside him was advising him that taking it slow would reap better rewards in the end. She had wanted to kiss him back. He knew it and she knew it. She would be aching for him now in the same way he painfully yearned for her. Good job, Knoxville, you’ve learned her game and put her in checkmate. Johnny smiled as he silently congratulated himself. He reached for the doorknob and found that the door wouldn’t budge.
“The door’s locked,” he mumbled.
Gina appeared beside him. “Ha, nice joke, Johnny.”
“No, I’m serious, they locked us in here,” Johnny said, pulling on the door.
Gina rolled her eyes, reaching around him to try the doorknob herself.
“Oh my God, it is locked,” she said, looking up at Knoxville, their noses almost touching.
She suddenly realized how close their bodies were but smiled because she managed to keep her instinct to move away at bay. Knoxville noticed her smile and grinned himself. He lightly traced her chin with his thumb.
“We’re locked in here,” Knoxville chuckled.
Gina smiled, biting her lower lip. “What are we going to do?”
“I’ve got a few ideas,” Knoxville leaned in, his lips unbearably close to Gina’s. She closed her eyes, anticipating his soft lips pressing against hers.
“But… I promised to keep my distance and I am a man of my word,” Johnny grinned, stepping back from Gina.
Gina grabbed Johnny’s shirt collar, pulling him toward her fiercely. Johnny laughed, more than happy with her reaction.
“Keep your distance out there, Johnny… not behind closed doors,” Gina whispered, staring up at Johnny, her gaze full of heat and desire.
Johnny raised his eyebrows, finally understanding. Gina had wanted him. She was just a little more private about her feelings than he was. He slid his hands around her waist as she looped her arms around his neck. He leaned in to kiss her and the door was wrenched open.
“I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?”
Johnny pushed the door closed and locked it from the inside, not even acknowledging the intruder. He pushed Gina roughly against the wall. Gina gasped, for the push was a little too rough. Johnny’s heart beat faster as he pressed his body tightly against hers, Gina’s startled gasp had sent thrilling chills down his spine. His mind was reeling uncontrollably from her taste, her warmth, her heat, her skin, her moans, her breasts pressed against his chest. He cupped her breast in his hand roughly with a loud groan before tugging her shirt over her head. He tossed the shirt aside and immediately started attacking her chest with quick and hard kisses, his desire-filled yearning vocalized with loud moans and groans. He hooked Gina’s leg over his hip and she held it there, pulling their lower bodies tightly together.
“I want you now,” he mumbled against her lips, kissing her harshly.
“Yes,” was all Gina could manage as she felt Johnny unclasping his belt and undoing his pant’s button. He fed Gina’s hand down the front of his pants, under his checkered boxers.
“Do you feel that? How bad I need you?” the low rumble of Johnny’s strained voice sent Gina’s body spiraling into ecstasy.
She traced the line of hair from his navel to his scratchy soft pubic hair, grinning as he shuddered from her tickling touch. She felt his fingers fumbling with the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning the top. He dropped to his knees, kissing her lower stomach. He unzipped her pants, tugging them down her curvy hips. He planted soft kisses on the front of her green cotton panties, sucking lightly, massaging her inner thighs. Gina’s thighs tightened with his touch, one hand in his hair and the other fondling her own breasts. She stared up at the ceiling, breathing hard, loud gasps escaping her throat.
“Come on down here,” Johnny grunted, pulling on Gina’s hips.
Gina wiped her forehead as she slid down the wall to the floor. Johnny pulled her pants completely off over her brown Chuck Taylors. He threw them over his shoulder, laying flat on his stomach and situating himself between Gina’s quivering thighs. He pushed her legs wider apart, licking and nibbling her inner thighs. He pulled her panties to the side and rubbed her wet clit with his thumb. He darted his tongue inside of her, sucking on her soft flesh. Gina shrieked, her head jerking back, her face toward the ceiling. Johnny’s pulse jumped at her pleasured outbursts. He gently slid two fingers inside of her, pulling them in and out, in and out, rhythmically.
“Oh, God!” Gina gasped, every one of her nerve endings ablaze.
Johnny’s thumb traced small quick circles on her clit while two fingers pumped in and out of her. He reached up and grasped her breast with his other hand, gently squeezing the hardened nipple. Gina reached behind herself and unclipped her bra, pulling it off. She guided Johnny’s hand along her breasts. She pulled his hand up to her lips, sliding his middle finger into her mouth and sucking on it. Johnny grunted, sliding Gina on the floor by the waist until she was no longer leaning against the wall but lying under him. He straddled her and Gina felt for his hard shaft through his jeans.
She gently massaged along the length of it through the denim. Johnny bit his lip with a smile, staring down at Gina, breathing hard. He slid his jeans and boxers down his legs and shook them off. Gina sat up, unbuttoning Johnny’s red shirt, kissing every bit of chest as it was exposed. Her stomach twisted in anticipation every time she felt Johnny’s member press against it. She finally got his shirt off and he gave her a deep heated kiss.
“Fuck me, Johnny, now,” she whispered against his hungry mouth.
Johnny swallowed, pushing her back to the floor. He gently slid himself inside Gina’s wet soft flesh, her legs wrapped around his waist. He tried to go slow, not sure if he were hurting her, but couldn’t hold back for long. He violently thrust in and out of her body, hungrily watching her breasts move with his motion. Gina had to put her hands over her head and against the wall behind her to give herself support against Johnny’s quick and hard thrusts. He thrust into her as deeply as he could, and then leaned over her and planted a hard kiss on her lips. His muscles shuddered as he came, his throat letting out a heavy groan.
Johnny collapsed on top of Gina, his body sweating and shaking. They were both breathing hard, their bodies worn-out and tired. He kissed her sweetly on the cheek and she turned to return a deeper kiss. He rolled over onto his back, gently taking Gina’s hand in hers, their fingers tenderly interlaced.
“I’m tired…let’s go take a nap,” Johnny mumbled with a grin, giving Gina’s hand a squeeze.
“That sounds good,” Gina sighed, grabbing the first article of clothing she came across and putting it on. As she buttoned up Johnny’s red shirt, she found it barely buttoned over her breasts. Johnny chuckled to himself as he buttoned his pants. Gina scooped up her pants, too, but did not have time to put them on before there was a furtive knock on the door.
“Decency!” Savvy’s voice rang out as she unlocked and opened the door. “Did you all forget that we had keys to the rooms?”
“Was a little too distracted to think about it,” Johnny smiled.
“So, what were you two doing in here all this time?” Savvy smirked, knowing perfectly well what they had been doing, but was curious to see if they would admit it.
Johnny was trying to make his way out the door, but Savvy blocked it, her arms crossed over her chest and an amused look on her face. Gina came up beside Johnny, threading her arms around his waist.
“We had some wonderfully hot sex is what we did,” she smiled, nuzzling his chest.
“Hell yeah, we did,” Johnny laughed, giving Gina a smack on the ass, glad that she hadn’t had time to put pants on.
Savvy shook her head but with a satisfied smile.
“Can we go to our rooms now and sleep it off? We’re both pretty tired,” Johnny asked with a little pout.
Savvy stepped aside. She caught Gina’s eye as she passed and smiled at Gina’s blush.
“You go, girl,” she mouthed to Gina with a thumbs-up.
“Thanks,” Gina mouthed back.
Johnny led Gina to his room, closing the door and locking it behind them. He backed Gina to the bed, smiling down at her coyly. Gina turned and climbed onto the lily pad bed on her hands and knees. She drew in a sharp intake of breath when Johnny suddenly grabbed her hips from behind and pulled her ass against his body. He kneeled behind her, his face in her neck when she straightened up against him. He slid his fingertips under the waistband of her panties, kissed her neck, and unbuttoned his red shirt off her chest simultaneously.
“Maybe I am not so tired after all,” he smiled into her flowing hair.
Gina turned around to face him, kissing him deeply and pulling him tightly against her. The feeling of his chest against her bare breasts made her breath catch in her throat.
“But, I am tired,” she whispered against his lips.
Johnny stared into Gina’s eyes for a moment before backing down.
“Okay… let’s, uh, let’s watch some TV,” Johnny said, grabbing the remote off his bed stand and turning the TV on. He lay down and patted the bed, motioning for Gina to lay beside him. Gina slid into the spot beside him under the covers. Johnny maneuvered himself under the covers and slipped his arms around her, pulling her onto his chest. She snuggled against him, hearing his soft heartbeat, her hands trailing along his stomach. Johnny’s arm was curled around her neck, his fingers threading through her hair. He kissed her forehead, hugging her closely.
“What do you want to watch, Baby?” Johnny asked, slowly flipping through the channels with the remote.
“I’m going to be asleep soon, so you can pick,” Gina grinned, stretching to give Johnny a kiss.
“Okay, Babe. Sweet dreams,” Johnny whispered, kissing her forehead.
He flipped through some channels, but found himself distracted by the incredible view he had of Gina’s cleavage through the open folds of his shirt.
“You’re gonna watch Martha Stewart Living?” Gina questioned when Johnny had stopped changing the channels.
“Huh? No, just, uh, just seeing if you were still awake,” Johnny grinned, flipping through some more channels, the hand he had around Gina’s neck trying to nonchalantly pull her shirt further open.
Gina scoffed and pulled the shirt tighter around herself, oblivious to Johnny’s ventures, situating herself for warmth. Johnny sighed and leaned back to enjoy the TV and the soft weight of Gina sleeping on his chest.

“Do you think they’re doing it again?” Savvy asked Pontius with a loud laugh.
“Hmmm… I don’t know if Johnny can keep it up that long,” smiled Pontius. “There are very few men with my kind of stamina.”
“Oh, I know,” Savvy smiled, giving Pontius a quick peck on the cheek. “What is that?” she suddenly asked, spying something on the floor.
“What is what?” Pontius asked, looking to where Savvy’s gaze fell.
A green bra was lying on the floor near the door.
“Gina,” Savvy sighed, shaking her head. “I’ll be right back.”
She raced to the kitchen for a pair of tongs. She used them to pick up Gina’s discarded personal item of clothing and carried it carefully to Gina’s room. Upon knocking and then opening the door when there was no response, Savvy determined Gina was not to be found in there. Next, she tried Johnny’s door. There was no answer even though she could hear a voice that sounded remarkably like Martha Stewart coming from the TV. She tried the doorknob, but found it locked. She shrugged and looped the bra over the door handle, laughing to herself at the image of it swinging.
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