Chapter 212

Chapter 213

Jon closed the door softly behind him. He decided to give Megan the time she needed to get settled for the night. Her response to him at the dinner table earlier  had her all jumpy and unsettled. The knowledge that a simple act set her alight was good enough to give life to a slow burn in his groin.

She was in bed already, the soft glow of the lamplight kissed her beautiful skin, the shadows of the sheet hugging her curves , bringing a hunger forth that had Jon sucking gulps of air.

Her long lashes casted shadows on her face, her eyelids hid the beautiful chocolaty eyes that held so much promises and delight, if they chose to.

He undressed slowly while his eyes strayed aver her ripe, pregnant body. His insides were pulsing already, he needed to feel her soft, loving curves melting to his...he craved for it.

Slipping into the cool sheets, he could imagine the sizzling sound as his hot skin met the crisp coolness of their bed. She didn’t move at all, the steady breathing brushing from her lips proved how deeply asleep she was.

Getting comfortable on one elbow, he inched closer. Her skin was pure silk under his touch, brushing over her lips, she shifted slightly in her sleep. Several rebellious locks hid half of her face, crushing  them in his hands, he leaned forward to rub it over his cheek, the fresh smell of it drifting into his nostrils. Her scent reached him, the feminine scent that could make a man do strange things...

Jon flicked the curls over her shoulder, exposing the slim neck of his wife, the flutter of her pulse caught his gaze and he lowered even more. He was lost in all that was Megan, she captured his senses and without knowing it or even trying she snagged it completely and refused to set it free again, but he didn’t care...he wanted to be her slave, her helpless disciple.

Pressing softly into her shoulder he pushed her onto her back, he expected resistance but her supple body obeyed, the sheet slide lower and Jon felt his manhood stiffen suddenly.

Tight pink nubs played hide and seek underneath a sheer white gown. Lord in heaven! Every curve and hollow tantalized him, daring him to touch and taste.

A huffed groan scraped from his throat as his sandy mane closed the distance between lips and rosy nipples.

Sucking gently through the flimsy nothing he felt the nub surge even more. His hands stroked the soft undersides of the fullness he sampled in his mouth, the other flicking over the abandoned nub. Megan sighed and wriggled under his touch.

Not sure how he would be received he sneaked through his curtain of hair. The dreamy look simmering in her dark eyes and the slight pull at the corner of her mouth made his heart skip a beat.

“I waited for you...” her sleepy voice, plucked goosebumps down his spine.

An eyebrow shot up.

“Waited...for me?” he was impressed.

His question chased the sleep away from her foggy mind and she coloured as her mind cleared.

“I stayed away cause I wanted to give you time to settle in for the night...” his voice was a deceptive low purr.

The embarrassment had Jon confused and when her cheeks were splashed with red he knew she had taken it the wrong way.

“Baby....no..wait..please don’t pull away from me.” A hand cupped her chin back she kept shying away from his touch.

“I disgust you.” She accused, swinging her legs off the bed, she stood up. That was a low blow!   Megan knew some men weren’t too fond of a pregnant woman but never in her life..

Jon knifed off the bed in a flash, his eyes blazing.

A hand was held up in the air to fend him off.

“No Jon..its ok...just...”

“Just what? Fuck just!! Listen to me woman...dammit give me the chance to explain!”

Her eyes met his, sapphire bolts flashed in his face.

“I understand Jon..really. Some men find pregnant women offensive.”

His head shook slowly as he closed the distance, turning her around to face the mirror.

“God baby..you are so clueless! Look at me...”

His hands rested on her shoulders, his thumbs massaging.

Megan swallowed and looked up. The love shone from his eyes like the morning star, the slight pull of his full lips stole her breath.

“This is how I see how, beautiful..irresistible...so damn feminine. How can I ever be disgusted by this? “ His fingers trailed down her breasts coming to rest on her rounded stomach for a moment before he skimmed her hips.

Megan was speechless, her mouth felt dry and her heart pattered to a swifter beat.

“Dont you know how proud I feel whenever I see you like this? I made you this way, I see a new life growing everyday, changing your gorgeous body into a beautiful cocoon of motherhood. Even the light in your eyes have changed, you touch your stomach without even knowing it and when the baby moves, your face lits up...how can that be disgusting? We made this life with love...our blood came together and formed something new, no one could ever replicate.”

His low voice and comforting words washed over Megan’s tight nerves, unwinding it.

A sudden gasp filled the evening air.

Jon’s hand had slid lower, bunching the gown around her hips, his fingers cupping her womanly nest.

“Everytime...and I mean everytime I see you...I wanna make love to you....I want to touch you in all your secret places..I wanna here you gasp like you just did...I want to feel your breath on my skin, your hair fanning my face...I want to feel you squeezing me tight when I slip into you....I crave your touch...I need your lips on mine..dont you see baby? You make my blood boil Sweet thing...”

Megan surrendered to the seduction and felt her body melt into the hard wall of his chest.