Chapter 171

“What the fu…NO you didn’t just…!”

He opened the fridge door and then it dawned on her.

“Oooops.” She blushed profusely.

“That’s why you haven’t even started the steak. Having your dessert first huh?’

“Weellll..just a little teeny bit.”

He closed the fridge door, mousse still in his hands.

“You’ve been a naughty girl. Stealing dessert before supper…hhmmm what am I gonna do with you.”

Megan’s heart hammered in her chest. That wicked look on his face spelled trouble…glorious trouble.

He placed the tub of mousse on the counter, his arms grabbing the edges of the cupboard next to her. She was surrounded with pure raw male, she gulped.

Leaning forward he flicked his tongue over the corner of her mouth, ridding her of the speck of mousse that gave her away in the first place.

“May I ask you something.” She whined in the tiniest voice she could muster.

“And that is?”

“Seeing as you are going to punish me for stealing A LITTLE BIT of mousse, can I have the rest after you’ve done whatever with me?”

“Now that wont be punishment .”  He was enjoying this!

“Gmmfff..oh well…whatever!” she was seriously sulking.

“Turn around.”

He’s gonna spank me?!

Her mouth opened to protest but he growled.

“Turrrrnn around..NOW!”

The sudden pitch made her jump and she turned. Oh hell!

“Is this gonna hurt?”

He didn’t answer and she held her breath a she felt air brushed against her ass as he bunched the tee upwards.

His breath was in her neck, his voice low and omnious.

“Not too much…” his silken pur, assaulted her nerve endings.

“Ooh ok.” Her voice was tiny but excitement pulsed through her. Oh Lord he knew how to play games…

His hands started from her ankles, sliding and dipping into her curves, taking its time.

Megan’s hands gripped painfully, steadying her for lord knows what. She hadn’t expected this..so her confusion grew by the second.

He took his time on her buttcheeks, nibbling and kissing the exquisite soft skin there. When he finally slid upwards she felt his nakedness pushing into her back. Experienced hands crept underneath the tee, searching for the heavy globes. Megan leaned into his palms, a shudder went through her.

The tee was up and over her head in a flash, Jon moved away and she suddenly felt cold.

“Shhhhh..Jon..its cold!”

“Take you punishment like a good girl!” his voice was gruff.

She quieted down, concentrating on the creamy substance he  dotted all over her buttocks and back.

“Now I get too enjoy it all…mousse and soft skin.” He breathed against the swell of a buttock and after he informed her of his intentions did his tongue darted and taunted.

His hands kept her still against the cupboard, his appreciative grunts made her all soaky and jittery between the thighs.

Feeling her body quivering and her breath rushing, Jon decided to up the game even more. Slipping a finger into her silken folds, she gasped. Inserting another finger she whimpered against the cupboard, her fingers clawing the edges of the cupboard.

Jon straightened, pressing his own tormented body against hers, he savored the now streaks of mousse across her back. Megan felt his undeniable reaction bearing down on her back and she wiggled, closing the almost nonexistent space between them.

Megan was all fire tonight, her body strained and begged for release. Tipping her over a bit more, he exposed her soaked folds to his throbbing shaft.

Easing himself into her, he gnawed at her shoulder, fighting hard not to hurt her. God knows he wanted to pound into her with all the strength he could muster! But he didn’t, clasping her gently on the hips he thrust slowly and controlled into her depths, concentrating on the excruciating pleasure her body gave him.

Megan shuddered and cried out as she tumbled into an explosive rapture.

“Megan..baby..Oh God!”

He pulsed inside her, her mouth depositing small loving nips along her shoulders. Floating back to earth took a while. Slipping from her warmth, he turned her around, folding her in his welcoming arms.

“That is how mousse is supposed to be enjoyed.” His laughter was sensuous against her sensitive earlobe.

“I like your way better.” She whispered against his lips before she nibbled at the lower one.