Cheyenne moved after a while only to hear Jon’s groan against her, his hands refusing to let her go.
“Don’t move baby, not yet..”
She stilled against him, pressing his golden shaggy mane tightly against her breasts. She rested her head on his and stared at the moonlit grounds. It was heaven to be in his arms, feeling him so close to her, feeling his breathing on her skin, his lips placing occasional kisses on her breasts. His hands stroked her back, his fingers splayed to the maximum. His breathing was normal again and his body slumped against hers.
She shivered as the breeze picked up a bit, blowing into her tattered clothing.
“Cold, baby? Lets go in.”
She moved from his lap and walked inside. She went straight towards the bathroom, turning on the shower.
His hands slipped what was left of her clothing from her shoulders, speaking into her hair.
“May I join you?”
“Of cause you can…”
Cheyenne shook a blob of shampoo in her hands and reached for his hair, building up a good lather she massaged his scalp.
His eyes were burning into her, they were their original electric blue again. Lord this man was gorgeous!
“You better close your eyes before the shampoo burns your eyes.”
“I don’t think its necessary, I know you will take care of me.” His lips teased hers softly, her hands stopped their massaging and grabbed his hair instead, deepening the kiss.
The water rushed over them in torrents, warming their cool bodies.
He stepped back and reached for the shampoo.
“Wait let me rinse your hair first.”
He leaned forward obediently, waiting patiently for her to rinse the soap from his hair.
She turned her back to him and closed her eyes, feeling his hands working their magic on her scalp.
He left a soapy trails on her body, she let him explore her new curves, laughing softly as he washed her breasts…giving them a bit more attention than necessary.
‘What? I cant help they are so gorgeous?! I’m just a man baby…”
She waited for her turn, and when she got her turn she turned him into a quivering mess, her hands slipping and sliding from his strong shoulders, down to his chest.
Her fingers traced his belly button, capturing his bottomlip between her teeth as he sighed.
She turned him around silently, exploring his broad back, working his muscles slowly, slipping her way to his insanely tight ass. She pressed as close as she could against him, giving him no space to manoeuvre. She gripped his already swollen shaft, squeezing him while moving up and down.
“Lord baby…”
She went down on her knees, turning him towards her. Her mouth closed over him, taking him deep into her mouth, playing with her tongue over his swollen tip. His hands grabbed her hair, pulling her closer to ensure a deeper position. He filled her mouth with his thick, hard length. Her hand moved rhythmically while her other hand playfully squeezed his swollen sack.
His hips started grinding into her, a wild growl started low in his gut, working its way to his throat.
“Your mouth feels like heaven baby. Suck me harder….oooohhh God yeah that’s it….”
He spilled into her mouth, pumping into her wildly.
His legs felt jittery and he leaned back against the shower wall. He pulled her from her knees into his arms.
He kissed her carefully, tasting himself on her lips felt so erotic and he deepened the kiss, feeling her tongue twirling against his, knowing that her mouth had just giving him mindless pleasure.
They crawled into bed. Jon refused that she wore anything. He wanted her naked and warm in his arms. His hand played absentmindedly with her bump.
She felt sated and very tired, her eyelids dragging as tiredness washed over her.
“I forgot that pregnant woman actually needs a bit more sleep than usual. You look exhausted.”
She yawned and turned towards him, making herself comfortable on his chest, wiggling her nose as his fur tickled her nostrils.
They fell asleep together, holding each other tightly, right through the night.
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