Thursday, December 24, 2009

Chapter 358

Those few words sounded like music to her ears. His electric blue eyes shone into her dark chocolate ones, promising her the delights she knew only he could give her.

His hands were already heating up her skin, his teeth nibbling on her earlobe dragged a breathy moan from her.

“How am I doing so far?” his breath feathered over the sensitive skin on her collar bone.

“Hhhmmmmm...heaven.”

Her fingers closed over the zipper, the need to feel him naked against her were overwhelming.

A soft purr could be heard the moment he lowered onto her. She loved the way his furry muscled body rubbed up against her softness. His hands could be hard and then gentle in a matter of seconds. He knew exactly what made her squirm, drawing soft moan from her as he made love to her.

He rocked back onto his haunches, steadying himself, he stared at the beautiful woman laying before him on the bed. Her hair was spread out on the white satin sheet, her face flushed and her mouth slightly open as short breaths rushed from her lips. Her ragged breathing made her breasts move enticingly, her erect nipples calling out to him.

His fingers found her slippery cave, feeling the swollen nub he rubbed over it gently, never taking his eyes of her. A flick of her tongue over her lips crumbled his resistance. His hands slipped beneath her hips lifting her up he rested her delicious ass on his tight thighs. Her breasts crushed against his chest, stabbing him with her tight nipples.

Their mouth fused into a heated battle, their tongues spearing each other. Cheyenne’s hand closed over his taught member, her hand mimicking the movement of her hips. His wetness smeared onto her hand, only heightening her incredible want for him.

Cheyenne felt his hands close over her hips, tightening for a moment as he lifted her, impaling her with his throbbing shaft.

“Oh God Jon!”

His sudden entrance left her breathless, filling her completely. Her body took over and together they moved to the age old rhythm, drawing pleasure from each other as their breaths mingled and their eyes kept each other captive.

Hands slipped over each other, exploring each others’ bodies. Cheyenne’s head fell back as her climax shook her to the core. Her hands clutched at him, needing him to keep her steady as her mindless pleasure drove her over the brink.

Wet lips closed over the exposed column of her throat, his voice a soft whisper against her skin.

‘Oh God I love you baby!”

Jon’s body shook as he shuddered into his climax, his hands closing over her breasts as the wave of pleasure washed over him.

Cheyenne was holding him close to her, planting soft kisses on his blonde head, feeling him pulsing into her. The climax they shared was mindshattering, leaving them boneless. They sat in silence, savouring the incredible closeness they just shared as bodies melted together and souls became one.

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