Chapter 232

The softness of the bed gave way when he gently deposited his feminine package on the bed. Her arms were tangled around his neck, realizing that she refused to let go, he slid onto the bed, next to her, sighing as her soft lips searched for the pulsing tick in his neck.

His eyes slithered over her womanly curves all wrapped up in satin and lace…his hand followed his eyes and worshipped the rise and fall of her God giving lusciousness.

“it’s been too ling baby girl…so damn long.” Hoarse longing drop his voice to a sexy whisper.

“I know…but you are here now…” Flicking an earlobe into her mouth she grazed it with her teeth.

A shiver shook at his frame, and his roaming hand gripped the slightness at her hip.

Steadying himself his free hand on the bed, he pushed up, settling between her thighs on his knees.

“I want this all naked against me…” he gestured with his dark, expressive eyes and with those words he worked the nightgown upwards. His fingers scraped against the flimsy scrap of panties and he fell forward onto his arms, his breathing flowing over her mound.

Megan stared wide eyed at the simple gesture, simple yet erotic enough to moisten her inner thighs. As if time stood still she watched as he painstakingly slow lowered his head, his tongue snaked out and licked at the satin.

“Ssssssssssssssss…Jon.”

“Yeah baby..I’m right here, just getting a small taste of heaven….” He licked again but this time it was strong enough to brush against her lips.

She arched into the warm, wetness he left there, her hands bunching in hair.

Gripping the scrap between his teeth he suddenly reared back and the only sound was the ripping of material.

Megan could feel her pulse jumping in her throat. Cool night air, brushed up against her heated sex giving her another rush of sensation.

“There you go…opening up for me like a flower in bloom…do you taste just as sweet?”

Jon’s teasing was driving her mindless. His hands played up her thighs, his thumbs sweeping momentarily over her soaking wetness.

His hands swept higher, ridding her of her last scrap of covering.

She spread out before him, her doe like eyes now all fired up with need, her body glowing with expectation.

Megan’s eyes couldn’t leave the dark, desired filled eyes of her husband. Hunger swirled in his eyes, his lips were slightly apart flashing her a glimpse of white. His eyes met hers and she felt herself holding her breath. The message was loud and clear….he was hers to do with as he liked and she knew her body pleasured just at the thought.

Daring her to hold his gaze he tip toed downwards, one finger dipped in between her soaking wet lips, swiping over her sensitive bud he brought his finger to his lips, savoring on the taste of her.

His eyes closed as if he tasted heaven.

“Hhmmmmmmmm..just as I though, pure sweet honey..you taste like paradise baby.”

Mimicking the brush of his tongue over his lips, she heard him groan.

“You are temptation..raw and real….”

Grabbing her gently on the hips, he brought her unto his thighs, bringing her closer to his face, the movement opened her up even more and Megan’s blood hummed through her veins as she waited for the pleasure she knew was moments away.

The first slight touch was shocking and as his laps and tongue twirling got more firm against her nub, she squirmed under him. The way his fingers duck into her ass, how he blew her mind with his skillful tactics, Megan was ready to fire towards the stars..nothing could ever feel so perfect, so blissful.

She was slick against his tongue, her juices flowed over his tongue, her nub spasm against his ministrations. Her soft mewling set sparks off in his core and the throbbing of his shaft became almost unbearable. Just when he thought he couldn’t hold back any longer, he felt her hands searching for him…her voice trembled as she struggled for much needed breath.

“Please Jonny….I need to feel you inside me..Oh God its been too long!”

It was music to his ears!

Taking hold of his squirming filly, he swiftly and deftly  entered her starving body. She gloved him so tightly he lost his breath for a moment, praying for the strength to bring her to the ultimate culmination before he lost himself inside her.

Megan cried out as he stilled inside her..she craved his fullness inside her but she demanded the feel of his hard, thrusting making her the woman she hasn’t been in a long time.

Stroking her hair as if calming a skittish filly, he whispered.

“Slow down sweet baby..I want to take us there together…”

Her body stilled its frantic grinding but her mind screamed.

Getting his second breath of air, he started his slow, deep plunging. His face buried between her stirring breasts. Her scent wafted into his nostrils, the heat of her skin only accentuating the scent that was hers alone. Tiny droplets of sweat pearled between the full mounds and Jon lapped at the tantalizing saltiness.

Megan was writhing underneath him, her body straining against his, her legs wrapped tightly above his buttocks.

Catching a glimpse at pink rosy tips, he turned his attention on each respectively, nipping and rolling it between his teeth. Megan felt her womb contract as he teased mercilessly. Her hands fluttered over male nipples, grazed the wetness of his fur, flitting down to the washboard stomach.

“Oh God! I…I…ooohhh !”

“Let it go baby…let it go…I’m right there with you.” He coaxed in hoarse gasps.

His slow thrusts became hard and fast, ramming into her. Megan threw her head back, the pleasure was just too much to handle…she felt a trickle of blood as her teeth clamped down on her lower lip.

Jon felt her shudder as she reached that secret place that releases you from all the worldly endeavors.  She soared as her climax washed over her, Jon’s rumble just heightening her pleasure as she realized he was with her there…holding on..losing control with her.

His sweaty body collapsed onto hers, his breath rushing into her hair, she just closed her eyes and held on. She could stay like this forever….