Chapter 132

Cheyenne moved onto his thighs…she needed to feel his skin. Her hands slipped the jacket of his shoulders, Jon stared at her, his breathing erratic. His hands were on her bare back, trailing fire on her oversensitive nerves.

She opened his shirt with unsteady fingers…she had to taste him…

Her mouth followed her hands. She leaned against him, feeling her nipples pressing into rock hard chest.

Jon hissed as her tongue teased his earlobes. Her hands were on his chest playing with the soft fuzz.

Cheyenne felt his manhood come to life underneath her. She bit his shoulder, kissed the same spot when he gasped at her stingy bite.

His hands moved down to her ass, kneading it…His face was flushed and his breathing was coming in gasps.

She tucked the shirt of his shoulders, leaving him bare. She sat back slightly looking at the perfect planes of his body.

His hands were impatient and she lifted as he pressed into her skin, trying to lift the dress. He tucked at the dress, bunching it around her waist.

Her hands glided down to his stomach, while their mouths fought their own war.

Jon felt his zip open and relieve washed over him as his throbbing shaft sprang free…it was getting very uncomfortable in his pants..

Cheyenne darted her fingers over his swollen head, feeling the wetness dripping from him.

Jon looked at her, gave her a lusty grin and ripped her thong in one yank. She gasped at the erotic light shining in his eyes …..Their eyes locked and Cheyenne brazed herself.

Jon lifted her and thrust into her. He threw his head back marvelling at her tight heat.

Cheyenne felt him plunge into her wetness, her body closed around his sudden evasion and then slowly adjusted to him. She started a slow thrust, riding him. Her hands tucking at his hair, Jon slipped the straps from her shoulders, forcing his way to her now swollen breasts.

When he found them he suckled first softly and as the fire started spiralling out of control he sucked harder, biting at the soft skin.

“Jon…oooh… Joooon”

Her slickness gripped him and he felt himself reaching the edge…She started moaning and he captured her mouth , stilling her screams in his mouth.

His hands dug into her ass, riding the wave that threatened to rip him apart. He exploded into her filling her…She held Jon’s head between her breasts , feeling him pulsing into her.

After a while he lifted his face, “I will never get you out of my blood. You’re like a drug and I’m addicted.”

She kissed him softly her tongue teasing his.

‘I never want you to stop taking me…I like being your drug…”

He nipped at her jaw…

“Do you know how much I love you, baby?”

“You can tell me..” She kept herself busy licking Jon’s sweaty skin.

‘I love you so much, it smothers me when I’m not with you… I can’t sleep, fuck I’m a mess when you’re gone”

His blue eyes burned into her soul. His face was serious yet desperate…

“Cheyenne, I know this is not the time or place, but I have to do this right now....Will you do me the honor and become my wife?”
She met some very impressive people. She danced with quite a few celebrities, feeling at ease as the evening progressed.

Jon had quite a couple of woman to dance with and his moving body made her pulses race.

Jon managed to drag himself away and sighed , relieved the night was over, excitement building up in his stomach.

Cheyenne was a vision. The dress clung to her curves, dug into her backside making his mouth water. He watched her as she danced with other men, her hips swayed seductively and her ass called out to him,. His blood was on fire. Her hair was pinned up and the lose curls hanging down shone like silk. The slit in her dress drove him insane, she allowed him and every man watching (and there were a lot of them…too damn many for his taste),a peek at her smooth thighs..the slit of the dress ended in a V…the V stopped close to paradise….a place he was going to enjoy thoroughly tonight. He could imagine those legs wrapped around his waist, her full breasts pressing into chest, her nipples teasing him…Ooooh God!

Cheyenne looked at him when she heard the desperate groan coming from him. He moved in behind her. At first she didn’t understand, but then she felt the bulge pressing into her ass. He was trying to pull his jacket together. She afforded him the time to recover and when he closed the jacket they walked towards the waiting limo…camera’s flashing, blinding them.

‘Fucking cameras!’ Jon mumbled when the limo pulled away.

“Joe take us for a drive buddy, will ya?”

“Sure thing Jon.”

Jon closed the window between them and Joe.

Cheyenne felt her heart pounding in her chest. Jon’s eyes made her quiver…

He pulled her towards him, his hands on her face.

“We’re alone at last. Come closer I want to taste you..”

She moved towards his heat, the smell of him filling the dark confinements of the limo. His lips touched her eyelids, forcing them to close. His hand cradled her nape, playing with the sensitive skin there.

His lips moved against her skin,” Do you remember the first night we met…God I wanted to fuck you so badly…I feel like that now….you just bring it out in me..you drive me wild”

His hand held her a bit harder.

“Do you remember that night, baby?”

“Hmmm…like yesterday..”

His mouth created havoc on her lips, tucking at them sucking, his tongue licking her…Jon felt her tremble against him…she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her…that was just what he wanted…needed.