Chapter 198

Jon let her hand go, dragging his eyes upwards he couldn’t  help but see the tight nipples straining against the nightgown.

HHhhhmmmmmmmmmmm.

“You are really cruel tonight aren’t ya?”

“Me?” her eyes widened dramatically.

He released his breath, throwing his hands up in the air.

“Ok fuck baby. I give up. Can I at least get a good night kiss?”

“I guess so.” , shrugging her shoulder nonchalantly.

Poor baby, he was giving up! Megan’s insides contracted as she tried to contain the rising giggle.

Cupping her face in his hands he brought her lips upwards. Cool, firm lips meshed with hers, his warm tongue playing along the line of her lips.

A small pleading gesture from his tongue allowed him inside to meet its mate. Heat turned into an uncontrolled fire, sealing them together as lava coursed through their veins.

Jon knew he had won the battle the moment her helpless whimper brushed across his lips. Releasing her seeking mouth he travelled towards the sharpness of her jawline, nibbling and kissing at the smooth, scented skin.

Hands wrenched at his shoulders.

“Jon..you...you said a goodnight kissssssssssssss.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t say where and how..” he was growling now.ou

“You bastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Lips nipped at her earlobe, his mouth curled up in a knowing smile.

“You see baby...I still hurt. You don’t want to make me better so I have to use my own remedy...see? I need a little dose of this....”

He licked her throat..Megan shivered.

“And this.....”

Her nightie was slid from one shoulder, exposing a creamy breast, closing around her puckered nipple he bit down.

“Sssssssssssss.....I...” Megan’s hands were tangled in his hair.

“and this....”

He didn’t give her a change to utter a further word.

The twin breast received the same treatment. He had moved in between her thighs, pushing the hem up ever so slowly to accommodate him there.

Megan was a whimpering mess. The tables have turned...at last.

“Do you hurt too, sweet baby?”

“God yessssssssssssssssss!”

Her palms skimmed his face and his throat stopping at his shoulders.

A steady hand brushed her panties aside, seeking the wetness he craved for.  With a surrendering sigh did she open her thighs even wider, arching her back towards the excruciating pleasure his fingers were bringing to life.

Soft hands busied at his jeans, unsnapping it impatiently. The moment her eager hand closed around his stiffness she saw his nostrils flare, the blue eyes shadowed by the size of his pupils.

Not able to take anymore, she flattened one palm against his chest and shoved...hard!

Not expecting her onslaught he went flying backwards, landing on his back.

Megan sagged onto her knees, slipping the dark material from his hips down his legs.  Jon didn’t say a word, his chest rose and dipped with every breath he took. He’s eyes bored into her flushed face.

Megan stood up, giving him a quick glimpse as she lifted one foot to discard the panties, his view was obscured when her nighties slid back.

Lowering herself slowly she straddled him, flicking her finger towards him he sat up. Just as he reached her he caught the tip of her finger in his mouth, sucking slowly.

His hands splayed across her lower back, pulling her just that inch closer to his target. A slight move and she slid onto his steel. 

“Ooohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

He felt like fire and ice, dark and light, sweet and tempting inside her. Not able to move as freely with her bulging tummy she pushed him backwards, moving slightly backwards herself. They were joined in their most private places. Jon grunted appreciatively as her slight change of position brought a surge of pleasure.

The ride turned wild and sweaty, her mewling cries mingled with throaty groans. They slammed into their climax together, their hands held onto each other ,too afraid they might lose each other in the whirlpool of passion.

Megan sagged backwards, her sweaty  pregnant body glimmering in the light. Closing the space between them he took care not to crowd the cherished little package in his wife’s womb.

Steadying her back with his hands, he brought her up to meet his gaze.

“You ‘re a devious man. I have to give you that.”  She tapped him on the nose.

“And you made me beg..I NEVER beg...NEVER! What does that make you? ”  he nibbled at the saltiness between the valley of her breasts.