Chapter 341

“Well then you better be a good boy then.”

“Never…” he whispered just before Cheyenne jerked him close enough to devour his mouth with hers. Tongues duelled with each other in heated battle. Jon flattened himself against her, crushing her to the wall, feeling her nipples stabbing into his fur. Her sensitised nipples brushing into his fur only heightened her pleasure.

Her teeth captured his lower lip, pulling it closer as she sucked erotically on it, drawing a wild groan from him. She released his lip, nipping he way on his jaw feeling the day’s growth scratching her skin.

The water was getting cool when they eventually stepped out of the shower.

The fire cracked cheerfully in the fireplace, just as Cheyenne headed for the bed, Jon pulled her towards the tick rug in front of the fireplace.

“I’m not in the mood for a bed tonight. I want to see you glow in the light of the fire….”

Cheyenne grabbed his silktie and an unknown bottle on their way to the fireplace, smiling as Jon flicked an eyebrow towards her.

“You said you refused to be a good boy so I’m just covering all my options here…”

Jon slid towards the floor, grabbing her so unexpectedly that she lost her balance and landed on him. Her breasts were completely flattened against his chest, her breath knocked out of her for a moment. He lifted his head, pulling her head down with his hand at the same time.

“Ahhahhhaa…my turn”

She pulled away, sitting back on her haunches, she flicked her finger in a circle.

“Turn around..”

He quietly turned around, flashing that perfect ass.

She straddled him again, rubbing her way upwards, hearing the hiss rushing from him made her smile. She leaned forward, sliding his hands along the rug so it rested above his head, the motions brought her nipples in contact with his muscled back. Rubbing her breasts enticingly over his back, whispering in his ear.

“Do you feel that? My nipples is so hard…just for you….”

“Oh God baby…”

“Shhhhhh…just listen, feel and no touching…”

He sucked in some air into his lungs, this woman could turn him into a randy idiot in seconds…

Her tongue swirled in his earlobe, biting down gently at the edge. She worked her way down his neck, her hands sliding up and down his arms assuring they stay above his head, she could feel the quiver running through his body, but he lay absolutely still. The muscles in his arms bunched underneath her ministrations.

God he is to hard and all male.

She felt a familiar warmth spreading between her legs and she knew he would feel the proof of her excitement soon.

Her hands found his strong shoulders, scraping her nails over his skin brought a rush of goose bumps.

A bit ticklish there?

Cheyenne poured some oil on her hand smearing it all over her hands, she flattened her palms on his back slipping and sliding her way downwards and then up again.

She slid her hands downwards, tracing his furry line down towards his glowing buttocks. He was glowing in the light of the fire, the oil leaving his skin shimmering in the flickering light.

He was all perfection. Strong shoulders, sloping down into a muscled back and waist, his perfectly rounded ass just completing the already perfect picture.

Her sensual massage left Jon, relax and a bit drowsy, an occasional groan the only sound coming from him.