Monday, December 28, 2009

Chapter 79


He was freshly showered and she felt intoxicated by his scent, her fingers played with the wet hair in his nape.
“I missed making love to you.” Her confession send his body reeling.
“I missed you too baby..so much!”
She settled in on his thighs, but didn’t miss the familiar poking into her flesh. His hands were already under her dress, stroking her thighs.
His hand traced higher taking the material with, a rush of cool air brushed over her heated skin.
“I love it when you don’t wear any underwear baby. Its drives me nuts.”
She  snickered in his hair.
“I knew it would only be in the way, so why bother?”
“I love the way you think.” His husky voice send electric jolts through her body.
Megan stood up.
“I want you naked Bongiovi.”
He stood up, spread his arms invitingly.
“Do it to me baby.”
There was nothing so sensual than undressing his perfectness. His eyes followed every movement. Megan toyed for a bit, making sure he was in such a heated state than she was. Nipping on his nipples, licking down his abs as she undressed him had him soon breathing harshly, his outstretched arms not so steady anymore.
He reached for her turning her around so she sat on his naked thighs, her back facing him.
She arched into him, rubbing her back slightly to feel his coarse fur over her back. His hands lifted her heavy globes, worshipping their fullness with his hands, teasing them to painfully hard nubs with experienced thumbs.
His wet mouth found the secret spot in her neck and she shuddered, her tiny moan lost in the silence.
Her hands moved restlessly over his thighs, she needed to feel him, taste him.
“Oh God Jon!”
“Hhhmmmmmm, warm and silky…..”
A hand parted her thighs, slipping in between her folds to savor her readiness.
Her thighs opened even more, hips pressed into the hand that gave her the sweet torture.
She was so responsive to his touch, his body craved to be inside her.
Her hand closed over his hand.
“I cant take anymore. I want you inside me, please?”
She received a collection of feathery kisses on her back as an answer, but his hand moved away, resting on her now throbbing breasts.
Her stomach tightened in a knot as she felt his hands closing around her waist, lifting her gently.
His entry was painstakingly slow, the position they were in knocked the breath out of her.
He pushed right into her pleasure spot.
Jon felt the sudden grip, her sharp intake of breath.
“You ok, baby?”
“Perfect.”
To show him how perfect she started rocking against him, pulling at him , squeezing.
She felt his harsh breath on her back, his hands exploring her, his nails raking slow delicious trails over her body.
“Jon, I…….Jon!”
The guttural cry yanked him right to an explosive climax. It felt like she was never going to let him go and he knew he wanted it that way, he could be inside her forever.
She turned around locking her legs around him, pulling him closer to her.
She kissed him so hard his head spun. Closing her arms around him, she laid her head on top of his, closing her eyes, concentrating on the wild gallop of his heart against her.

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