A few weeks flew by and life at the new house was new yet full of fun for the boy. Jon brought a decorator , giving Megan and Jaden full reign to decorate the boy’s room as they like.
Jaden was warming up to Jon, not as much as he would have liked, but Jon was patient and so understanding. Megan was depressed and feeling low. Jaden talked to her but he refused any physical contact with her and it killed her slowly every day.
Richie spent most of his time with the boy, walking to check up on the stables progress, playing boardgames and just fun stuff little boys..and big boys liked.
Today was the day that Jaden’s cast could come off. He was so excited at the prospect and seeing that the stables were almost done, he knew that Blaze would be home soon!
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Megan opened the curtains to Jaden’s room. It was time for him to get up and get ready for his appointment with the doctor. The boy’s slim form didn’t budge and she smiled. He sure loved his sleep! Lifting her gaze , her eyes raked over the room. The decorator made sure this was horse heaven! It must have cost Jon and arm and a leg. The beautiful art on the wall made the huge room seemed even bigger, if that was even possible, not too mention horse tack and everything that went with it.
It was a beautiful green meadow..wild horses scattered everywhere. Megan had handed the painter a photo of Blaze and made sure he found his way on the wall as well.
She turned to wake the boy but realized he was already awake and fully alert. The blue eyes stared at her.
“Mornin’ sweetie. I’ve been staring at your room again. Its so beautiful. You do remember you grandma is coming tomorrow? There is so much stuff going on! Today we’ll find out when Blaze will be able to come home! I’m so happy!”
“Yeah, I think its going to be a great day today. You think I’ll ever be able to ride Blaze again?”
“That I cant tell you, only time will tell, we can only hope and pray, but hey get up so we can have breakfast, no leaving on an empty tummy now! You know your da..Jon likes you to have breakfast everymorning.” She stroked his arm but he pulled away.
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Megan walked out, tears threatening to spill. She was so deep in thought she didn’t see Jon coming her way.
“Ooomfffhhh! Oh God I’m sorry..I just….*sniff*”
Warm hands closed over her wrists, pulling her into the nearest room.
“C’mere baby.” He closed his arms around her and held on tight.
He wanted to do this since they came home, but never got the time nor the oppertunity. Stroking her hair he planted a kiss in the shiny curls, hearing her soft sobs racking through her body.
“He’s still not letting you close huh?”
She shook her head. He wasn’t sure if she was sniffing into his chest or smelling him but her face was lost in there, her cheeks rubbing slowly as if the feeling of another human being comforted her. He could keep her like that forever…
“It only been a few weeks, its all still new to him. He’ll come around.”
“I guess he will. It’s just that he was always depending on me for everything and now he doesn’t want it anymore. It hurts.”
Taking her face into his hands, he lifted it gently, catching a tear with his thumb. He had this overwhelming urge to kiss her, a battle raged inside him for a few moments and he gave in. Her lips quivered against his, her salty tears pearled on his lip and he broke the kiss, sliding his tongue upwards stealing each drop as it rolled down. Megan’s long lashes closed, she felt needed, loved at that moment and her surrender was complete. His lips pressed against her eyelids, his thumbs circling the sides of her face.
All Megan could do was clung to him, surrendering to his gentle lovemaking, her craving for human touch satisfied.
His palms slid underneath her heavy tresses massaging the stiff muscle bunching in her neck. Her head fell backwards, somehow he knew what she needed.
Her action exposed the soft column of her neck, inviting him to taste…he did. His tongue had a life of its own, licking his lips sucking softly, feeling the vibration in her throat as she groaned against him.
He could make love with her right here, right now. But he wanted her to feel loved not an object of his lust, so he pressed gently, bringing her head upwards, towards him.
“You don’t know what you do to me, do you? If I touch you, I want to taste you. If I taste you, I want to feel you, gripping me tightly, moving with me…God I need to stop.” He sucked in a shaky breath, his eyes speaking volumes.
Megan blinked. She wanted to be tangled up in him, let him take away all the hurt…but he was right. Now was definitely not the time.
Megan came in closer, her lips closing over his.
“Thank you Jon. I needed this.”
“Well you know where to find me, I cant promise it will end there everytime..” the heat in his eyes shot sparks through her veins. There was so much promise there…
“I’ll remember that and don’t think for a moment, I cant handle what you throw my way…” with sass only Megan could muster, did she turn, walking away leaving the man’s mouth watering at her delicious swaying hips and curvy ass, she had a wonderful glow in her cheeks, just as he had hoped.
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