Chapter 137

Cheyenne woke up from the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She stretched out and heard a groan from across the room.

Jon was standing with a tray in his hands, the look on his face priceless.

Cheyenne smiled to herself, men are such weaklings. Can’t even handle a bit of naked breast….

He walked over to the bed put the tray down, slipped the robe from his shoulders and crawled onto the bed…

Cheyenne sat up, turned towards the tray, ignoring the hot lava in her stomach and Jon’s burning blue eyes.

She took the cup of coffee and sipped at the heat.

“Baby, put down the coffee..”

“No.”

“Are you fucking with me again? You know I don’t like to wait…”

“Well, I’m hungry so you just have to wait..” She enjoyed seeing him pout.

She finished her coffee in her own time. Jon was keeping himself busy with her breasts..

She slapped his hand away..

“Hey, mr. Bon Jovi. I’m busy here, do you mind?

He growled like a wounded animal.

“Fuck, baby..you are actually enjoying this…”

She reached for her toast..

‘You bet I am.” She gave him a saucy grin.

“FUCK THIS!…”

He jerked the toast form her hands and threw it back on the plate.

‘Hey! I’m still eating! …JON!”

He pushed her back into the sheets, his eyes a beautiful sky blue.

“Well, I’m hungry too and my hunger is more important than yours..”

“Did someone tell you, your are very selfish? You are so used to getting your own way…”

He stilled her with his warm mouth, his throbbing steel pressing into her tummy already. Cheyenne knew she was wet and ready…. oh so ready