Chapter 73

“I’m not fighting anything.” She wasn’t convinced, Jon couldn’t even convince himself at that moment.

Jon didn’t trust the coy smile on her face. He felt like his body went through a mill, his blood was pulsing and his shaft throbbed painfully.

Megan kept a close watch as she lifted herself slightly. She hovered for a few seconds just to bring home what she was about to do.

She felt him at her center, he was wet and incredibly hard. She sank onto him and couldn’t still the cry as he stretched her inside, filling her.

Jon’ eyes turned pitch black as he felt her slickness closing over him. He matched her cry with a groan of his own. She felt incredibly warm and tight around him.

His hands flung towards her waist, gripping her so tightly she thought he might snap her in two.

“Ride me baby, oh God….ride me!”

Megan shook her head to clear her mind. She had difficulty pulling this game through, her body throbbed and it begged for release. But he would call her name, even if it killed her.

His hands lifted her and jammed her back onto his thighs. Megan’s head snapped up, her hands closed over his trying to still him.

“No Jon!”

“Meg…I cant take anymore baby…I need you.”

“Not before you do what I want you to.” she slid his hands back onto the bed. Her hips flicked teasingly, moving slowly up and painstakingly slow…downwards.

She watched him as she dragged out his torture. The veins in his neck bulged, a trickle of blood pooled at his lower lip, his teeth the culprits.

Her mind begged him to give up, she wouldn’t last too long, her body swallowed his hardness, her walls squeezed around him.

She leaned forward to lick the droplets from his mouth, it changed her position and it set him off.

“Ahhhhmmmmm….oh shit….Meg….please baby..”

She trailed kisses on his chest, with one flick of her tongue she whispered against his nipple…

“I dont hear you.” Her hips slammed down onto him once. She kept herself still, waiting for a reaction. His hips bucked under her but she stood her ground.

He mustered all his strength to try and win this battle and stared at her unwaveringly.

Not want I want to see cowboy….

She flicked…and he groaned. She flicked again….he moaned, his hands closing over her breasts. She flicked again and Jon reared up like a stallion, bringing him close to her breasts. His mouth sucked harshly, sweat ran down his temples, his hands weren’t gentle, they were desperate…seeking release.

Megan slid upwards, rough hands pinched her ass, slamming her down, impaling her fully.

“Meg, I cant take it…please baby.”

“Say it Jon….I want to hear you call my name.”

His head tilted back, his eyes locking with hers, another quick thrust .

“Yeah Megan…..MEG for God’s sake!”

The hoarse shout strained from his throat. Their mouths met in a fiery blaze, their bodies found the perfect rhythm and together they rode, trying to exorcise the demon that needed to be released within them.

She tumbled over the edge, dragging him with her. He pulsed and she squeezed, taking everything his body had to offer.