Part Three

With a growl, Jon placed his hands around Terri’s waist and lifted her onto the counter, plunging his fingers into her hair and tilting her head back, his lips hungrily covering hers.

She spread her legs and pulled him closer, her ankles locking behind his waist as her hands moved into his hair, smoothing the unruly locks away from his face.

He groaned at the feeling of her soft breasts pressed against his chest, his cock jerking angrily within his jeans as he moved slightly, loving the feel of her hard nipples brushing lightly against his skin. “God, Terri…” he murmured softly against her lips, “wait…”

“Fuck no, I’m not waiting,” she teased, pulling him even tighter against her with her ankles, pressing herself harder into him.

That was all it took. All of his grand plans to set the stage for seduction flew right out the window with her words.

Coffee forgotten, he sucked in his breath as she walked her fingers down his sides and pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. “God, Jon…” she moaned at the sight of his chest, the muscles tanned and flexed under a soft sprinkling of hair. “We are absolutely NOT waiting.”

“Yes, m’am,” he said with a wide grin, pulling her own nightie up and over her head, loving the way her hair spilled all around them. Carefully lifting her long locks over her shoulders, he growled at the sight of those breasts he had been fantasizing about for weeks. “Fuck …you are so beautiful, Terri,” he whispered, dipping his head to capture a taut pink nipple between his lips, flicking it gently with his tongue before suckling more forcefully.

Jolts of heat centered in her belly spread outward through her extremities each time his mouth tugged on her nipple. Throwing her head back, she clasped his shoulders, eyes closed and trembling.

Finally he moved back to her lips, but his fingers still circled her nipples, plucking them gently, rolling them in his fingertips until she was writhing against the countertop. His lips never lefts hers as his hands started drifting down her sides, his fingers delving beneath the lacy edge of her panties, his thumbs stroking the tops of her thighs.

Slowly he knelt and Terri’s eyes closed, reveling in the powerful sensations as he kissed her inner thighs, his tongue tracing the edge of her panties, his warm breath teasing her through the thin fabric. “Jon….please…” she gasped.

Quickly he stood. Damn it, no matter how badly he wanted her, he wasn’t taking her on the fucking kitchen counter. “Bedroom,” he commanded, lifting her with thighs wrapped around his waist, his rock hard erection leaving no doubt that he was every bit as turned on as she was.

“Second door on the left,” she gasped against his neck, drowning in sensation and refusing to let reality intrude on the fact that he was HERE, in her house, and they were about to be in HER BED.

He gently laid her on the edge and left her side for only long enough to unfasten his jeans. “You’re sure, baby?” he whispered.

Biting her lip, she nodded, never more sure of anything in her life.

He pulled down his jeans, grinning evilly when she cocked an eyebrow that he apparently hadn’t worn underwear. “Too confining,” he explained, stretching out full length next to her. “Particularly when I’ve been aching to…well…you know…”

Before she could get nervous, he buried his fingers in her hair once again, turning her face toward him. “You’re absolutely sure, right?”

Terri arched a brow and rolled over on top of him, pressing a firm hand against his chest when he tried to sit up. She straddled his waist, grinding her lace-covered pussy against the muscles of his abdomen, her ass just barely touching the tip of his cock. She leaned down, pressing her lips against his ear while moving her hips provocatively against him. “If you ask me that…” she whispered, “one more time…” she slowly began licking down his throat, dragging just the tip of her tongue across his collarbone, “I may have to…” reaching up, she flicked his nipple, “change my mind.”

He moaned gutturally, his eyes never leaving hers. God, he loved a woman who could take charge.

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