Chapter 202

The thought of his naked wife oiled up and lying on a bed had him step on the accelerator a bit more than was legal. She was in his mind the whole day and he felt this burning need to be with her. Seeing her just as he imagined was almost his undoing.

“Open for me honey....” he was feasting on her.

She willingly opened her thighs to him. Curling his hands underneath her buttocks he snatched her down towards the end of the bed.

His sudden action made her gasp.

Without a word his head lowered and the last thing before Megan’s eyes closed was Jon’s hungry, flashing blue eyes.

His tongue lapped at her nub and Megan lost all sense of reality. Her body zoomed into the exquisite tease of his mouth on her womanhood and the pleasure it brought.

His hands closed around her full mounds, kneading like a contented cat at their fullness.

Jon felt Megan wriggle underneath him, her hands tugging at his hair. She was pulsing against his tongue and her hips reared up.

Two fingers pushed home and Megan slipped over the edge as they filled her while his mouth danced against her throbbing nub.

“Jooooooooooonnnn!!!!!!!!!! “

His mouth pressed closer and his fingers pushed harder as he heard her surrender.

Megan’s sweaty body slumped back onto the bed, her breasts heaving as her lungs fought for air.

He stood over her, his hands grabbing the edges of the bed. He looked so dangerous and so very aroused.

Stretching her hand out, he took it, pulling her upwards towards him.

He almost melted when her warm mouth teased his to open.  Settling herself on the end of the bed, she opened her legs, pulling Jon in between her thighs.

Her hands tucked at the shirt, slipped it up and over his head. Her hands felt cool against his hot skin.

She could feel his eyes burning into her and looked up. Tiredness carved lines around his mouth and she reached out to smooth it out.

“Long, busy day huh?”

He closed his blue eyes and leaned into her caress.

“How did you guess?”

“When you get tired you have deep lines around your mouth. I know you....” she kissed at the relaxed mouth so close to her.

“Yes..you know me....I love that you know me so well.” His eyes flitted open and overwhelmed Megan.

“Thank you for all the surprises today. You spoiled us rotten.”

His callous, yet gentle hands cupped her face so close to his she could almost taste him.

“I owe you after acting like a royal asshole this morning. That’s what you called me, right?” he chuckled at her blushing face.

“You asked for it sucker!”

Megan groaned slightly as he caged her in his arms. She felt him bury his face in her hair, breathing her scent.

“I’m so damn tired, baby.” He mumbled in her hair.

Scooting off the bed she came to stand in front of him.

Unbuckling his belt she felt his eyes watching her silently. Toeing off his shoes and letting her rid him of his socks he watched...and waited.

“On the bed Bongiovi.”

He eyed the flimsy massage bed suspiciously.

“Baby I don’t want to burst your bubble, but this bed wont carry both our weights.”

“Typical male! Who said I was going to be with you on the bed!!”

“But..but...”

“Oh stop babbling and get on there wont you!”

He turned and knifed back as a sharp slap whipped on his buttcheek.

“What was that for?!” he couldn’t contain his smile.

“You! Get on the bed.”

“Yes ma’am! How do you want me? On my back acting all vulnerable?”

“Stomach cowboy.  I suggest  you keep that under control before you snap it.” She eyed his engorged member with humor.

“Oh I can control it baby, but do you want me to?” she received a cocky grin.

“You can let it lose...later.”

Jon swallowed hard. Did his eyes grew a bit darker just then?
 Grabbing the bottle of oil she hovered it above him. Should she? Aaaarrghhh why the hell not?

As the first few drops fell, he reared from the bed , growling like a wounded animal.

“Fuck!!!! Thats cold! Baby!! What the hell?”

“Ooh just a little payback.” She giggled.

“Damn..well are you done?”

She shrugged her shoulders...maybe...

After the shock he lay back down, the oil had warmed on his skin and he could feel it running all over his skin.

At her first touch she felt rather than heard the deep rumble from within him.  Her hands worked at   the tight muscles dancing on his back. He was just sinful lying so deliciously naked on the bed. 

Jon heard the little hitch of her breath as she touched his butt. Her hands didn’t feel so steady either and he turned his head towards her.

Her dark eyes were focused on their target, glimmering with heat.

Her massage became a caress and Jon felt the pleasure of her touching sizzling through him.  Soft, slippery hands feathered over his naked skin, moulding his cheeks in the palms of her hands. Gripping his waist she stroked slowly up then down, slipping past his distractive ass she met his hairy thighs. They were slightly apart, giving her and eyeful of what was nestled between. Sneaking between the tiny space, she cupped them, feeling them swollen and full in her hands.

Jon had trouble controlling his breathing, his shoulders heaved slightly up and down as he took each ragged breath.