Chapter 10

TEN.

That was his cue to step forward. He chuckled. “That’s right…” Where he started off slowly he now couldn’t control himself any longer. He put his hands on her hips. He lifted her from the ground and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The kiss they shared was urgent and determined. Her full lips were soft and tasted of wine, cigarettes and coconut ice she probably had for dessert. By the time they reached the bedroom they both needed a break to catch their breaths. But her vampiresque light brown eyes were wild and she used their pause to pull his t-shirt over his head. He took his chance to take off her top. She still didn’t realise that he didn’t win. He lost, and he was about to risk to lose a whole lot more. For a split second he thought about his family back home, his wife, but when he looked down at her small naked shoulders, and the full breasts in her black lace bra, he just knew he would not regret it.

They stood like that, their chests rising and falling quickly, for five, maybe six seconds. If either of them wanted to stop it, that would have been the moment to do it. But she didn’t and he couldn’t. He closed the gap between them again and pushed her backwards towards the bed while they deepened the kiss. She walked backwards with his hands firm on her hips until she bumped her calves against the bed and had no other choice but to sit down on it. It gave her perfect access to the button and zipper on his pants and she took advantage of it. Opening them before she slid his pants down his legs. A part of her was surprised that he allowed her to do it, but after he kicked his pants aside, so they landed on her top beside the bed, he grabbed her hands and pulled her back on her feet. His hands slid down her sides to her legs and he slid her leggings and panties down them at the same time. She lifted each foot to step out of them. Then he pushed her on to the bed again and she pushed herself further on the mattress using her elbows and feet. He took off his boxers and followed. When he lifted himself on top of her she could feel him pressing against her belly. A soft moan escaped her when he lightly bit at her chin before his lips found hers again. He grabbed her breasts that thrust forward against his chest with every breath she took. They kissed long to make up for all the time they wasted playing games this week.

Jon wasn’t a typical big man. The fact that she only reached to his shoulder didn’t mean he was tall. Because he wasn’t really. He had really beautiful muscular strong arms, but a small waist. Even so, when he finally raised himself above her, it made her feel so tiny and small. He was so muscular, but it wasn't just that. It was also the way he carried himself. The things he said, and did. She wanted to say something, encourage him,  but she could see that he didn’t need to be told what to do. And if there was anything  she learned about him so far, it was that he never did.

She closed her eyes when she felt how he started to lower himself towards her, but then he stopped. She trembled as she could already feel his tip pressing against her urgently. “Look at me,” he whispered as he bend over to her ear. And she did. A slight gasp escaped from the both of them when he entered her then. He watched in satisfaction as her lips parted. Every part of her beautiful body betrayed how she was waiting for him to take her but he held still right until she moved her hips up against his. That was his cue to start moving. Slowly yet urgently. She wrapped herself around him to pull him deeper inside. Her moans were unsteady.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered softly in her ear as he held still for a moment. Jon wasn’t a talker, but there was something about her that brought it up in him. She tensed her muscles around him and he began to move again, increasing the rhythm slowly but certainly now. She tilted her head a little to reach for his lips and dug her short nails into the sweaty skin on his back. He drew a wet pattern from her neck and right ear towards her lips with his tongue.

There was a moment where she believed he was going to kill her. He took possession of her body in a way she had never experienced before and all she wanted to do was beg him to stop, to go on, to never stop again. Jon could feel her tremble and knew she was close.

“wait for me baby,” he simply said and for a moment Georgia feared she would actually die, or explode, either, both.

The orgasm she felt travelling up her body was so intense that she grabbed the sheets beneath her  with one hand and dug the nails of her other hand deeper in his back while she arched her own. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and sunk into her one last time before they exploded in pleasure. He pressed his forehead against her shoulder. “Fuck,” he groaned, wrapped her in his arms and turned them around.

Georgia landed on his chest, leaning on her elbows on each side of him. She felt the sweat running down her back and she followed a drop that made its way down his beautiful jaw, with her eyes. He combed his fingers through her moist hair and stared in her bewildered eyes. Neither of them spoke for a while and he held her tight while a few strong aftershocks went through her body. When Georgia lifted her head again she whispered breathlessly. 

“Wow… that was... intense...”

He lifted an eyebrow and chuckled softly. “I don’t know whether I should be flattered or hurt because you sound surprised.”

“Definitely no compliment,” she smiled playfully at him. He laughed and crawled up from underneath her. Forcing her to sit up on his lap as well. He was still hard and he kissed her quickly.

“That’s what I thought… good thing I am far from done with you…”