Chapter 38

Hard planes slid over soft curves, becoming one. She enjoyed his weight on her and couldn’t get enough of his touches.

Her body hummed to life and she was a girl no more. She had tasted passion and pleasure and all she needs now was to give her body completely over to him.

His breathing was labored and his eyes glittered as he spread her arms above her head, the motion jutting her breasts upwards.

“I want to touch you…please?”

Her voice was pleading, her breathing made it sound like a sweet whisper.

He released her hands, feeling them slip in between them, raking through his fur. Her mouth fastened on his nipples and he grunted appreciatively. For an inexperienced girl she knew exactly how to pleasure him….Small hands found his ass and pinched it.

The motion caused him to buck against her and she moaned as his shaft pressed into her thigh….her body was yearning for more….

Megan knew Jon loved to be kissed in his neck and turned her attention towards his throat…her teeth grazed his adam’s apple, her mouth sucking at his rough skin…he arched backwards giving her even more to work with.

Jon’s fingers slipped towards her wet thighs, opening them up, he pushed a knee between them, shoving slightly sideways so he could fit perfectly.

Her hand curled into his hair, his name an urgent whisper on her lips.

“Is it going to hurt?”

He was throbbing for her and it took a hell of a lot  not to plunge into her, but her wide eyes kept him at bay.

“It might be uncomfortable baby, but you are nice and wet for me..see?”

His fingers had slipped in between her wet lips and she cried out at the unexpected touching.

“I’ll be slow, baby. You will enjoy this, just as much as I’m going to,k?”

She nodded.

He rocked back on the balls of his feet, lifting her hips to open her even more. His eyes were dark and stormy, a bright flush adorned his face and his chest heaved up and down.

Megan turned her head away and braced herself.

“Megan…look at me. I want to see your face ….”

Fear ripped through her and she wasn’t so sure if this was the right thing, but she wanted Jon to be her first and she had heard the older girls whispering about making love and how good it felt…so why wait? This was the right time…

“I want you close to me….”

Jon slipped onto her, moving upwards, cupping her face. He could see the fear of the unknown flashing in her eyes.

He guided himself towards her opening…giving her time to feel him there.

She clenched and he soothed.

“Relax baby…..”

He pushed into her with his tip..feeling her tightness objecting to his invasion.

Jon felt hard and big against her…would he fit?

His arms lifted his body upwards, giving him more control over his body. Her fists were tangled in his chest hair, panting she stared up at him.

His hips pushed closer into her. God she was insanely tight against him!

Her maidenhead barred his entrance and Jon knew that he would have to push through it, probably causing her discomfort, even pain.

He lowered his lips towards her, thrusting his tongue into her warmth…

One hard thrust and he felt her barrier gave way.

Her nails sliced into his chest as she became a woman in his arms, her whimper was lost in his mouth.

The pain was a shock to her body and she jerked against him. He held completely still, he needed to see her face so he moved slightly from her, searching her eyes for any regret.