Chapter 342

“Ohh baby…you are working magic.”

“I thought I told you to keep quiet.”

“I’m just saying…”

SLAP!

“Hey…”

SLAP! SLAP!

“Ouch fuck….baby.”

SLAP!SLAP!SLAP!

“I can keep going until you decide to keep qu….HEY!”

Cheyenne was crushed beneath Jon in seconds, his electrifying eyes glittering.

“I told you I weren’t a good boy. You wouldn’t listen. Now you have to pay the price..”

He silenced any attempts to argue by crushing her mouth with his. She softened against him, giving him the illusion of surrendering. She suddenly felt a rush of cold air as Jon moved away from her.

Jon sat back, holding his fists willingly towards her, a sultry grin on his face. She could slap that grin off his face just there and then but was secretly relieved that he surrendered.

She straddled his hard thighs, slipping the tie on his wrists, making sure he wont be able to pry it lose without hurting him.

“Not too tight?”

“No…I’m just gr..”

Cheyenne’s mouth caught the last word he uttered, her tongue flicked into his mouth, while her hands lifted his bounded writs upwards. She gave him a hard shove and he fell back, hitting the rug.

“No touching until I tell you to….you do whatever I say and last but not least….enjoy….”

Jon’s heart was racing like a wild horse, she looked so enticing at that moment, giving him his orders. He could have her on her back in seconds if he wanted to, but he was going to humor her and see where this goes.

“Sure baby.” He answered with a heart stopping smile.

He kept his hands above his head, relaxing as he waited to see her next move.

Her mouth was driving him wild. She left soft kisses on his eyes, his nose, nibbling at his jaw line. Jon stretched his neck to give her even more access to his throat. His adams apple moved upwards as he swallowed slowly while she licked his sensitive skin, feeling the scruffiness of hs day old growth.

Her hands left his bounded wrists, pouring more oil in her hands she slipped upwards towards his wrists again just to slowly work her way down his arms, her hands following her hungry mouth.

Cheyenne lay down on his chest, rubbing her cheek over his fur. A soft moan escaped her and she felt him stiffening..

“Baby…”

He was looking down towards her, biting his lip frustratingly as her eyes glittered coyly into his while she sucked at his nipples. She licked down his six pack, feeling him rippling beneath her tongue, her hands had turned his chest into a glowing fantasy.

Her tongue dipped into his navel, enjoying the darkening of his eyes as she left little love bites all over his stomach. She moved even lower, following the fur trail down to his erect shaft.