Chapter 54

Her eyes flew open as she felt a brush of coolness against her skin. The breeze was replaced by rough jeans and fur.

Her sensitive nipples were crushed against his hard wall of chest, her thighs felt the harsh rubbing of his jeans as he pushed a leg between her thighs. One hand clutched at his broad shoulders, the other was lost in his hair.

The evidence of his arousal jabbed into her stomach, pleading to be freed. She focused on his shirt, unbuttoning it and then slipped it from his shoulders. Her palms flattened against his back, feeling the play of muscles.

Lord this man was rock hard!

“Ooooh “ a throaty moan caught her by surprise as it slipped from her.

Jon’s head lowered to her breasts, sucking at them, nipping as he moved towards its twin. They were fuller and more beautiful than he can remember, savouring the heaviness of the globes in his hands.

Megan’s breathy moans were driving him to the brink of insanity. Her rosy pink nipples poked into his mouth as he kissed them. A demon inside him wanted her to beg him, scream his name, shudder against him in wild abandon.

His teeth clamped over her nub, the demon inside him demanded to be obeyed.

“God..Jon!”

His name on her lips sounded like music to his ears, her hands were everywhere, stroking, gripping, sliding.

His hands slid downwards, grazing her waist. His hand found her silky thighs and he slid over her smooth skin.

In a haze she realized he had moved slightly, busying himself with his pants.

Jon saw her staring at him with heavy lidded eyes, her lips were swollen and her breasts were heaving. What a sight she was, just standing there watching, waiting.

Her core was scorching from need, her wetness was pooling at her thighs. A few moments more and she would have started begging for release.

Jon slid the jeans downwards, giving her and eyeful of male perfection. He watched her as she inspected his nakedness.

She looked like a wanton, standing against the wall like that. A sudden stab of jealousy gnawed at him as he thought about how many eyes have seen her like this.

He closed the space between them, taking her hands, spreading them above her, his mouth moving against her ear.

“I want you now, baby. Are you ready for what I wanna give you?”

She nodded, her voice had deserted her, her mind concentrating on how her nipples rubbed against his fur.

She knew this wasn’t going to be a slow, steady lovemaking. This was going to be a white searing hot coupling her body was aching for.

“Hey!! You guys done with the talking yet? What did Meg say?”

Jon jerked against her, Megan gasped.

“Oh fuck! This is NOT happening!”

Jon moved away. Grabbed his jeans, shimmied back into it and rushed towards the door, his shirt halfway over his shoulder already. Looking back at the wide eyes, naked treat still standing against the cupboard door, thoughts of murdering Richie didn’t seem like a bad idea.

“I’ll keep him at bay.”

“Oh…ok…thanks.”

Jon turned around but the fuck he uttered wasn’t lost to her ears.