130 - You Shook Me All Night Long

Entering the room, his body tightened at the sight of his bride, naked, laying on her back propped up on her elbows waiting for him. Flopsy curls, once held by a clip, now flowed over her shoulders, hiding the fullness of her breasts as they fell to the side. Her legs, which were bent at the knee, slowly parted.

 

“So, this is how you wanna play?” Taunting her, he tossed his shirt aside.

 

Eyes still fixed on his every move, her tongue flit over the soft, pink flesh of her lips, leaving them wet. Secretly, she was finding it very difficult to keep her hands off him. This cat-n-mouse game they’ve been playing and the way his pale blue irises darkened because of it heightened her arousal even more.

 

In the blink of an eye, he was standing at the foot of the bed as she playfully scooted backwards to the mountain of pillows behind her. “Ah… ah… ah, I don’t think so.” He quickly used his hold on her legs to pull her back down towards him. “Suddenly, I’m a little hungry.”  

 

“Dessert before the main course. Didn’t we do that downstairs already?” she asked playfully.

 

Dropping to his knees, he let his hands curl around her thighs, keeping her legs open for him. “That was an appetizer.” he whispered against her flesh.

 

Gasping at all the suddenness, Ariana dropped her head back against the sheets and closed her eyes. Her feet rested behind his shoulders as she surrendered to the bliss of his lips around the increasingly sensitive skin of her womanhood. His mouth worked wonders. Slipping his tongue across her folds, he kissed and licked her feverishly, making her squirm. 

“Jon..” she said, sounding almost giddy.

 

“Hmm. So sweet.” The tip of his tongue traced the lines of her folds, tasting her wetness.

 

“Tease.” She nudged his shoulder, bringing him back to what he was doing.

 

Filling his hand with the cheeks of her ass, Jon pulled her to him, as the heat of his tongue lapped into her. Back to front, the roughness at the base of his tongue rubbing against her swollen bundle of nerves as the tip dipped deep into her entrance.

 

“Fuuck!” The exclamation ripped through her.  

 

Sensing she was close, Jon reached his hand up and tweaked one of her swollen nipples. Easy enough to be painful, and enough to send her over the edge. Wordlessly, she cried out his name as her body writhed, his mouth still working.

 

Slowly her muscles relaxed, and he looked up at her, the shallow breaths setting her breast heaving. “C’mere, it’s my turn for dessert now.” She practically purred the words, causing Jon’s dick to twitch painfully. At a loss for words, he slid up the bed and laid next to her.  

 

“Nuh-huh. Like this.” Motioning for him to straddle her chest.

 

“Sure about this?” Strong muscular thighs flanked each side of her naked body.

 

Ariana could only hum in response as her mouth descended upon him, taking him as deep as her position would allow. Placing two delicate palms against his ass, she held him there as her head began bobbing back and forth. She could feel his muscles clench in the palms of her hands every time his cock pressed against her cheeks. Jon watched as she lavished him; lick by torturous lick, every swirl of her tongue. Lost in the warmth of her breath around him, Jon braced one hand on the headboard and met her movements with small thrusts of his hips. 

 

“Crash, you’re mou….” his cry was cut-off when she squeezed down ever so slightly, sending a jolt of pleasure through his veins from his cock all the way to his toes.

 

He needed to stop this now if he had any intention of making good on his promise. But God it… she felt so good, her warm hot breath wrapped around his twitching dick. How her teeth gently scraped against him. He faintly heard her disappointed sigh as he released himself from her mouth and tumbled to the bed beside her. 

 

“You trying to kill me or what?”

 

“What doesn’t kill ya makes you stronger?”

 

“I’ll show you strong.” In one swift motion, he rolled them, lifting her so she was straddling him now. “But if you want me to last longer than three seconds, ya gonna have to give me a chance to catch my breath.”

 

Ariana smirked as her hand moved up to her breast. “Fine.” she breathed, “You just lay there and watch.”

 

Jon watched closely as she cupped her breast, “Mmm...” she moaned. “Feels so… mmm…” Kneading the weighted globe, she pinched her nipple between her index finger and thumb before taking it between her lips.

 

Never breaking eye contact with him, her hand travelled down her body and between her thighs. Smiling, she rolled her hips against his hard stomach and plunged a finger deep insider her. Slowly, her eyes closed, giving way to her pleasure as she tilted her head back and let out a sexy moan.

 

“No, you don’t!” He jolted, causing her to tumble off him.  

 

“What the….?” she questioned as he pulled back to where they originally started, the edge of the bed.

 

Feet planted on the floor, Jon braced his knees against the bed for support, then placed one hand on the mattress, the other he slipped behind her back, arching her off the bed just a little. With the tip of his cock resting against her opening, he smirked down at her.  

 

“Fuck me already!!!” She dug her heels into his ass, pushing him inside her.

 

A growl rumbled low in his throat at her command, and he began moving his hips. Small, slight circles at first. He wasn’t sure who he was torturing more, her or him, but he couldn’t help it. He loved watching her come undone; the heated flush that crept over her skin, the way her eyes fluttered shut, or how one hand tunneled into her hair, gripping tight while the other cupped her breast. 

 

“Dammit, Jon!” She opened her eyes, deep pools of emerald desperately seeking more, looked up at him.

 

Obeying her plea, Jon quickened his pace. Repeatedly pounding into her with practiced precision. Meeting each reckless thrust, Ari wound her legs tighter around his waist.  

 

He choked off a violent cry of her name, spilling his release when he felt her walls clamping around his shaft. It didn’t take long for her to follow suit. The sounds of their bodies slapping against one another, the desperate cry of her name caused her body to react instantly, and she let her climax hit.

 

Wobbly, shaking limbs, Jon slouched over her and placed a kiss on the tip of her nose before crawling the bed’s length. “They're gonna have to wheel me on the stage tonight.” He huffed, flopping the cover off of her side and patting the empty space.

 

“Aw, c’mon rockstar.” she made her way up to him. “You ain’t that old.” brushing his lips with hers, “Wanna go another round?”

 

Laughing, Jon pulled her closer as she snuggled into the crook of his arm with her head resting on his chest. It didn’t take long before he heard the steady sounds of her breathing. Kissing the top of her head, he closed his eyes and let the sounds lull him to sleep.