Cheyenne closed the space between them, feeling the tension radiating from his body.
She lifted her hand and stroke his cheek…his hand jerked up, gripping her wrist in his hand. His hand bit into her skin…
“Don’t fuck around Cheyenne and don’t touch me until we’ve resolved this.” She saw fear and uncertainty in his eyes..
“Jon, look into my eyes. What do you see?”
“Cheyenne…”
“Jon LOOK into my eyes…”
He came closer staring into her eyes, making her shiver. There was absolutely no gentleness in his eyes…just a cold hard look.
He stared intently into her eyes. She moved suddenly and took his mouth with hers. Moving away just as quickly..
“I guess if you don’t see anything then I have no choice but to show you..”
He got hold of her strands, yanking so hard she had no choice but to look up at him..
“Don’t play games with me…cause you’re gonna lose…do you want to marry me or not, for fuck’s sake? ”
His cruel grip on her hair made tears rush to her eyes…her heart was pounding..
She stared at him, at a loss for words…the desperation in him was scaring her.
He backed her up against the bed, pushing her back releasing his grip on her hair..
She squealed as she tipped back on the bed. There was no mercy in his eyes and she knew he meant business..
She just recovered from his manhandling when he grabbed her ankles and yanked her so hard that her ass hit the carpet. He knocked the breath out of her, but he didn’t seem to notice.
Her butt felt bruised but she didn’t dare say anything. He yanked the towel from her, cold air brushed over her warm skin.
He moved over her, ripped his towel off and pressed his hard planes into her soft curves.
His eyes were burning into hers…His hands shoved her legs open as he moved in between them.
She tried to touch him but he forced her arms back onto the carpet.
“Jon…you’re scaring me…”
“You should have thought about that before you started fucking around with my feelings…”
He ripped into her unprepared body and she screamed, her eyes huge from the pain…her body rigid.
He felt her stiffened and the scream was like as slap in the face..
He lowered his head, kissing her breasts, sucking on them, trying to set her on fire.
He felt her muscles relax against him and started moving..he pulled out slowly and just as slowly pushed back into her.
Her wetness excited him..her hips started to move with his. The pain was replaced with mindless pleasure.
“Cheyenne you are mine….I want you to tell me you are going to be my wife…oooh God…tell me you WANT to be my wife....”
“Jon move faster…”
He stopped, getting her immediate attention…
“Say it..”
“Jon…I gave you my answer…”
“Say it ..I want to you say it again..”
“YES, Jon I’ll be your wife.”
He started moving inside her, hitting all her sensitive spots.
Her mind felt like exploding from all the pleasure she felt.
“I’m coming …oooohh…” She arched her body from the carpet.
“Let it go baby…let it go..”
Her body exploded into a violent climax gripping him so hard that he tumbled with her into a passionate bliss.
He collapsed onto her, his breathing erratic. He released her arms..and she wrapped them around his waist, trailing the fur streak on his lower back down to his butt.
He moved away and pulled her up…Ouch!
She rubbed her butt cheeks lightly, she had some serious carpet burns on her ass and back.
“All in the name of love and passion, baby..”
“Oh sure you were on top, easy for you to say..” She waddled over to the bed and crept in between the sheets.
He crept in behind her, holding her to him.
“I love you, baby.”
She ignored him.
“So we are going ring shopping tomorrow? At least we cleared that up.” She could hear the smiling in his voice, satisfied that he could turn her into a puddle.
“Whatever you say, Jon.” It was times like this that he scared the shit out of her, but she loved him too much to care.
I’m going to be Mrs. Bongiovi. Excitement rushed through her veins.
He snuggled into her curves and pressed his face into her neck.
“You’re mine baby…remember that.” His voice was a low whisper.
“It’s a bit difficult to forget it when you almost raped me to get your point across.”
He gasped and she felt him stiffening.
“I was rough with you, I know and I apologise for that. But I will NEVER rape a woman. I’m sorry if I scared you baby.”
He turned her to face him
“Am I forgiven?”
She nodded, he lowered his head, kissing her softly, his tongue seeking entrance into the warm recesses of her mouth. Her hands tangled into his hair, giving her over to the feelings his kiss awoke in her.
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