Chapter 61

Their breaths rushed over each other’s skin, their hearts pounding to the same beat.

Planting soft kisses on his shoulder, her hands stroking his sweaty back, she felt him lifting her from the cupboard.

He didn’t utter a word, just carried her like that towards the bedroom, her legs clamped around his waist.

He laid her gently on the bed, gathered her closer towards him. He felt the slight bumps on her skin and pulled the covers over them. They didn’t need words, he just wanted to hold her, feel her curves driving the loneness of the night away.

Megan couldn’t believe that she just given in to Jon. He might not know it but they have unfinished business to tend to, she was just so shit scared to tell him.

His warmth and arms soothed her into a dreamlike state, she loved the way he smelled, the way her body melted into his hard planes.

Jon felt her body melt into him, her breathing slowed down and her hands’ strokes on his chest slowed down until it stopped completely.

Hunger was building up in him again and he forced it down, he loved her in his arms. She fitted to him completely, her legs were twined with his, her toes rubbing over his furry legs.

“Are you asleep, baby?”

“No.” her voice was so tiny he almost didn’t hear her.

Was she hiding from him?

“Look at me, baby. Do you regret this?”

Her head was buried in the crook of his neck. He felt her shook her head as answer.

She moved away to look at his eyes, now two black pools in the low light.

“Are you ok, honey? You seem distant.”

“I’m fine…Jon, really.”

“Show me you’re ok…I wanna feel it.”

Megan hesitated, she didn’t have too much experience with men although Jon might think so. There was only one man beside Jon and he could never make her feels like Jon did. She closed her eyes and let instinct take over.

He felt the slight hesitation as she touched his lips, for a moment she seemed so virginal, unsure of her power as a woman, but when she teased his mouth with her tongue, all thoughts disappeared as he crushed her against him. His hunger always seemed out of control when he touched Megan, his body always demanded more.

A far off ring buzzed into her brain. Jon heard it to but there was no hope in hell he would let her go now. She decided for him when he felt her push at his shoulders.

“Jon..my phone…”

“Fuck the phone….let them leave a message.”

She wouldn’t accept his answer and he pulled away.

She slipped from the bed, twirled around for a moment, looking for something to cover herself. Jon rested his head on his elbow enjoying the show while she turned a 360 degree, affording him a good look at her nakedness.

He flicked his head towards his cupboard..

“Grab a tee baby before you die of hyperventilation.”

A smile lit her face for a moment. Why the hell she had to answer her phone was beyond him. Women…you gotta love them.

The tee covered just enough to show him a sneak off ass.

“Just gonna take the call…”

She rushed out the room, leaving him alone.

The minutes dragged by, where the hell was she? Grabbing a pair of shorts he went in search of his elusive nymph.