Thursday, December 24, 2009

Chapter 169

Cheyenne’s hands were shaking, she wasn’t so sure about this anymore. Jon’s intense stare unnerved her even more.

Jon marvelled in her nervousness. He was leaning back, his feet on the edge of the table, his hands laced behind his head.

If felt like ages before the wrapping fell away.

Jon’s gaze fell on the first opened gift.

“I chose that one?”

“Yep.”

Red Fuzzy handcuffs laid on the table. Jon was quite amused and Cheyenne bit her lip nervously.

“Ok then, now yours..”

“No I think you open this one. I am going to use it on you anyway.”

He tore the wrapping off in seconds. A tub of chocolate body paint lay in his hands.

‘Aaaw..now this could be fun…how are you gonna get this off me, baby?”



“Well..I was thinking my tongue..but if you object…..Jon!”

He pulled her onto his lap.

He licked her jaw with every word he uttered…

‘I want you to lick every inch of me..I want to feel your tongue on my skin….”

Cheyenne’s felt a warm pool starting in her panties.

“Well your wish is my command then mr. Bon Jovi. I’m gonna make you feel so good, you won’t see straight tomorrow.”

I thought you were gonna say sticky..but good I can work with..” His tongue thrust into her mouth, the taste of wine filling her mouth.

His erection pressed into her butt.

“Down boy.”

“He’s not going down , not any time soon anyway.”

She took him to the bed, slipping his clothes from him,  inch by gloriously inch.

She pushed him down onto the bed, but Jon was a bit quicker than expected and she landed under him.

“I need you naked for this…” He turned her and she found herself underneath him, his weight pressing her down.

Her tanktop went first, followed by her bra. Jon got a bit distracted by her rosy tips beckoning him to taste them. By the time he lifted his head Cheyenne was a throbbing mess.

His mouth moved down, teasing her bellybutton. His hands roamed over her skin and when it came in contact with her pants he slipped it from her hips, her panties following soon after.

His tongue touched her inner thigh and Cheyenne jerked.

“I don’t think this is such a good idea. We are never going to get to the painting part.” With that she manoeuvred herself from under him, Jon gave her the upperhand and he fell back onto the bed.


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