Jon was in the sitting room with a glass of wine when Cheyenne walked in. He turned around and felt his heart gave a violent jerk.
Cheyenne turned around giving Jon a full view of her delicious curves clad in an insanely tight pair of jeans, the Stetson gave her a sultry look and the boots..Oh god the boots!
Jon sucked in his breath, staring at her.
“Fuck baby I’m gonna have my hands full tonight!”
“So I take it you like my country girl look?”
‘Fuck baby…you gave me a hard on so yeah I think you could say I like it!”
He gave two steps to reach her. His hands gripped her ass, kneading it, pressing her into his groin.
“How did you get into those jeans, baby? Will it ever come off again?”
“Well I guess you could find that out later tonight cowboy so lets go…and by the way I bought you one too…here.” She threw the hat it at him.
She gave him a once over. He always managed to get her all horny whenever she saw him with a shady brady..she had fantasies about him and his shady brady for years.
“Besides I learned from the best….” Her eyebrows jerked up looking at his tight pair of jeans.
Jon threw his head back, a hoarse laugh coming from him.
“That’s a good one, honey. Blame me for wearing tight jeans!”
She walked towards him, her hands hooking into his jeans, jerking him towards her. Her tongue darted out tracing the outline of his lips.
“I’m not complaining. I think you are the reason God made blue jeans and leather outfits mr.Bon Jovi”
He shook as laughter bubbled from him.
“Oh yeah?’
“OOOOH yeeeeaaah!”
She turned around, keeping her fingers hooked in his jeans, tugging him along as she headed for the door.
“Let’s go cowboy we are late.”
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