Chapter 320

“Oh fuck baby if you put it that way…”

He backed her towards the bed, his hands clawing at his shirt, his hand shaking slightly as he loosened his pants. By the time they reached the bed, he was stark naked. Cheyenne could read the raw passion burning in his dark eyes, turning her blood on fire.

Her eyes roamed over gorgeous male flesh, his body was fully aroused, making her think of a god, a perfect, muscled, blond god.

His naked body pressed against her, his hands on the back of her thighs slipping the nightgown higher. When his lips found hers, she felt a rush of breath from his mouth, his tongue explored her mouth, her tongue slipped against his.

Her lips sucked at him, drawing yet another groan from his hungry body.

The satin hissed as he lifted it over her head. He walked to the side of the bed, tugging at her hands to stand between his thighs.

Her hands raked through his hair, she couldn’t keep her eyes off him, staring soundlessly at him while he kept himself busy with her tummy, his hands stroking the small of the back, pressing just hard enough to keep her close to his mouth. His warm, moist kisses, turned her legs to rubber, Jon felt her quivering.

He turned her around, his hands cupping her now throbbing breast. Her nipples were now a brownish pink from the pregnancy, stood erect as his thumbs flicked over them continuously.

Cheyenne couldn't hold back the moan when his mouth closed over her aching nipples. Her hands grabbed fistsful of hair, holding his head there, the sensation of him licking and sucking her nipples sending her into a moaning, breathless mess.

He chuckled as she whimpered when he suddenly moved away from her breasts.

“Slowly baby….I’ll take you where you wanna be..slowly.”

His eyes promised her the delights she so desperate yearned for. His smile promised her heaven and she believed him, her body craved for him.

He moved backwards on the bed, sitting on his thighs he pulled her closer, turning her around so his body supported her back. He opened his legs slightly, giving her space to slip her legs in between his. Her ass lowered slowly, she wiggled a bit when she felt his fuzzy hair, scraping against her skin. Her softness and his hairiness were a blissful, erotic blend.

“Oh God baby, don’t wiggle your ass like that, if you keep that up I wont be able to take you where you wanna be.”

She immediately stopped her squirming. His throaty laugh had her hair stood on end.

His hard, thick shaft pressed into her flesh, exciting her even more. The moistness on his tip , rubbed against her skin, her hand went behind her back, she needed to feel his silky steel.

As her hand closed around his length his hands on her breasts went completely still. He held his breath, grinded on his teeth, fighting for endurance as her fingers played with his sensitive tip.

His teeth clamped down on her shoulder, kissing it softly when he realised he was a bit harsh on her skin. His hands reached the apex of her thighs, fingering his way to her wet folds. Her nub was swollen and her juices dripped from her. Her hips pressed into his hand, begging him to give her the mindless pleasure she yearns for.

“ I love the way you touch me..”

“I love the way you feel when I touch you baby..all wet and hot for me.” His lips touched her earlobe as he whispered in her ear.

“I’m so wet for you…..oooh Lord….”

His fingers slipped into her slickness, thrusting in and out, causing her to lift her hips even more pumping into his fingers. He picked up the pace as he heard her breathing racing, her hips moving faster. Her hand guided his free hand towards her breasts, pushing it against her stabbing nipples, rubbing it over her nipples.

“Jon..please….I need you inside me, now..please?!”

He slipped his fingers from her, lifting her by the hips, slamming into her slicky tightness.

A cry escaped from her lips as intense pleasure ripped through her. He filled her to the hilt, his thickness stretching her to the max.

He started thrusting upwards, his fur rubbing against her back, his hands on her hips slamming her harder and harder onto him. She arched backwards her hands lacing around his neck.

The world was spinning and explosion went off in her head. She screamed as her climax hit her hard, a wave shuddering her body. Jon pounded into her, riding the wave racking threw his body, growling into her throat as his teeth closed over her sensitive skin.

She felt his body stiffen as his climax slammed into him, his seed spilled into her, filling her up with his essence.

Sweat clung to their exhausted bodies, sticking them erotically together. Jon held her in that position, his hands taking their time, stroking her curves. The intimacy of them sitting like that, stole her breath from her.