A few days later, Megan had made her decision.
“Jon? Could I speak with you for a moment?”
His heartbeat turned into a wild thud and he hoped to God she was going to accept.
“Did you make your decision?”
“Yes, I did.”
Jon’s face belied how he felt as he turned to watch her more closely.
She was nervous, he could tell by the way she licked her lips. He wanted to catch her tongue between his teeth and suck….hard.
Jon fisted his hands into his pockets, trying to refrain from mauling her at the spot.
“Before I accept the position , I have to make a few demands. I don’t know if it will be possible, if not, I’ll understand if you look for someone else.”
His penetrating stare unnerved her and she took a deep breath.
“I need to fly back to New York
Jon’s mind started rushing. Why does she have to be back regulary? Boyfriend?
“It’s a man, isn’t it?” his voice was low but demanding, he could feel disappointment and jealousy gnaw at his gut.
“If you don’t mind. It’s personal. If you can’t accept it, I’ll understand, but I can’t answer any questions, not now anyway.”
Jon leaned back against the wall, his eyes burning into her.
“That won’t be a problem.”
Megan’s smile almost blinded him. She offered her hand to him to close the deal.
“Thank you Jon. I…..”
She didn’t get any further, he had taken her hand, tugged suddenly and Megan ended up against his chest. Without hesitating Jon clasped his mouth over hers, thrust his tongue inside, stealing her breath from her. The kiss was shockingly passionate, disarming Megan completely. She didn’t remember how it happened, but the next moment her hands were on his chest, buried in his fur. His hands were locked on her ass, bringing her as close as possible to him.
He let her up for air, watching her as she blinked, her hands firmly tucked in his shirt to keep herself steady. His hands stroked sensually over her ass, causing a wet sensation in her panties.
One hand gripped her chin lightly, lifting it higher.
“Come eat with me tonight..”
She was recovering from the onslaught, but her voice was still lost somewhere.
“I can’t….”
“Not what I wanted to hear.” The ominous growl gripped her insides into a knot.
He nipped at her lower lip and heard her gasp and the stinging. His lips closed over hers, sucking gently to ease the sting.
“Maybe you need a little persuasion.”
His face was so close she felt herself drowning in those blue eyes. His tongue trailed a wet path down her throat.
Jon felt her breasts pushing into him, her nipples stood at attention, brushing against him.
Her cleavage enticed him, her breasts were full and beautiful in the red lacy bra, just visible to his piercing gaze.
“Hhmmmmm”
She moaned when he touched her breasts with his burning mouth. Jon felt her leaned backwards and he supported her as she gave him more access to her aching breasts.
He skimmed the top of her mounds with his lips, feeling him sucking, the burning sensation only heightening her already overheated body.
Her nipples were throbbing, begging to be set free from their restraints, but he didn’t give her that release. Pulling back he stared at her.
“Come eat with me tonight?”
Her mind was in a mush, her body pulsing and the only thing she saw was Jon holding her, his mouth caressing her to insanity.
“Yes….yes I’ll go with you tonight.”She didn’t miss the triumphant look in his eyes.
**Ok girls bear with me here, I tried to find out when Chickie and Pete’s were established, couldn’t find it…so I’m using it as the restraurant scene!**
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