Chapter 67

Hi everyone,

this will be my last post for a little while. I'm moving into a new apartment and the provider told me that it can take between two and four weeks till I'm hooked up again. 

So, here's a little temporary goodbye chapter. I hope you like it...oh, and I wouldn't read it at work. ;)

~ Kris ~

Together they stumbled towards the stairs to the upper level of her apartment. Not wanting to break the kiss it turned out to be a little complicated. Jon pushed at her shirt eagerly and made her stumble backwards, not seeing the first step Kim landed right on the steps with her back.

“Shit, you ok, honey?” Jon stared down at her concerned. She was quite a sight. Her hair already all tousled, her hard nipples visible through the fine lace of her black bra, her skin flushed and her blue eyes dark as midnight.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She answered still breathing strongly.

When Jon pulled her to his feet again, she couldn’t resist and launched herself at him again. He groaned when her small hand rubbed him through the denim of his jeans.

Not wanting to risk another tumble, he picked her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. He kicked the door close behind him before putting her down on the huge mattress.

Kim immediately fumbled with his shirt and tried to get it off him. She pushed him down beside her and strangled his lap. Her hands moved roughly over his now exposed and well build chest. Jon groaned and arched into her touch when she lashed her mouth down on his nipples.

“Kimi!” his hands got a hold of her long tresses and pulled her back slightly. He needed to be sure she really wanted this to be as passionate and rough as she was indicating.

Her eyes found his and she saw the unspoken question in them.

“I need you, Jon. I missed you so much, I need you.” Her husky voice made him nearly come in his pants.

“God, Kimi.” He pushed her off him and nearly ripped her jeans of her body. In a flash, he’d stripped off her lingerie and let his hands wander over her naked body.

“Jon, yes…” every time he touched her, her body arched into his touch. She had the feeling she would drown if he wouldn’t take her now.

“Are you wet, Kimi. Wet for me?” he whispered low in her ear and softly bit her earlobe.

“Yes, god…yes….please…”

He found his way to her core and roughly entered her with two fingers. She arched off the bed.

“JON, …..YES…”

His hand moved faster and he watched fascinated how she met each of his strokes with her hips. She bit down on her lip when his thumb rubbed over her clit and tried not to come immediately. Jon sensed her holding back and touched her cheek to get her attention.

She opened her eyes and saw his only inches away. His eyes showed pure lust.

“Come for me.” He told her and pinched one of her nipples roughly with his free hand.

“Oh,….JOOOOOONNNN!” her body reacted instantly. She felt the familiar tingle in her belly and in the next second the orgasm rushed through her making her tremble uncontrollable.

Jon watched how her head trashed from side to side and her legs went limb while shaking. When he felt her slowly coming down again, he removed his fingers and got rid of his jeans.

Positioning himself back on the bed he raised her still limb legs and put them both on his shoulders. His hard one was only inches away from entering her, but he wanted her full attention, before he would send her over the edge again.

“Kim, are you still with me?”

Slowly her eyes flattered open and she spotted Jon between her legs. Her pulse quickened when she realized what he planned to do next.

“Yes.” She whispered and raised her hips towards him. Just the sight of him had her all wet and tinkly again. She just wasn’t sure she would survive another orgasm like this.

With one long push he entered her hot flesh.

“Oh, my…” she moaned and tried to meet each of his hard strokes. He was close to the edge himself, but wanted her to fly again. His face was screwed up in concentration and his hands held her legs incredibly tight. She was sure she’s have some bruises tomorrow.

“Come on, Kimi…” he hissed through his teeth and raised her legs a little higher. She gasped loudly as the friction started to build up even more. She trusted forward, wanted, needed more. For long minutes the only sound in the room was their labored breathing and the sweaty meeting of their heated bodies.

“Harder…Harder….Jon….” her own words were a surprise to her. Jon let go of her legs, grabbed her hip firmly and started to pump her furiously.

“YEEESSS….YEEEESSSS….JOOOONNNN….YEEEESSSSSS!!!” her screams echoed back from the walls when his roughly treatment sent her over the edge again.

“KIIIIIMMMMMMIIII!” he followed her only seconds later.

Exhausted they both collapsed and tried to get their breathing under control. In the faint distance of her clouded mind Kim could hear a sound, but couldn’t place it.

“You ok?” Jon could barely speak. She only nodded against his chest, before he slipped off her and rolled onto his back.

The sound got louder. Irritated Jon raised his head and looked around.

“The dogs are barking.” Kim eyes flew open.

“What?” she tried to sit up, but moaned when her muscles protested. Jon had more luck. He got to his feet and pulled on his jeans, before opening the bedroom door.

Right in front of him, the dogs barked as if their lives would depend on. When they spotted him, their barking turned into a deep dangerous growl.

“Whoa, Whoa…easy there boys.” Jon raised his hand defensively and moved slowly backwards with the dogs right on his toe.

“Kimi…” he sounded a little scared.

Kim sat up slowly and watched her dogs confused.

Why would they react like this?

Then it hit her.

“Kidd, Sambo off!” her voice was strong. Immediately the dogs stopped growling, but made sure Jon wouldn’t be out of their sight.

“Jon come to me…slowly.” She stretched her arm out and grabbed his hand when he was close enough, pulling him down next to her and giving him a hug. Sambo cocked his head interested.

“They think, you hurt me. They must have heard my screams.” Kim told Jon. His eyes grew wide in shock.

“I would never…” he stared at the dogs shocked.

“They don’t know that Jon. They only reacted to my screams.” She leaned forward and called the dogs over.

“I’m fine, baby. He wouldn’t hurt me.” She gently caressed the dogs heads before slowly leading Jon’s right hand to pet Kidd and Sambo as well.

“It’s ok boys.” She assured them. “Go back downstairs. Go!”

Reluctantly the dogs moved to the door and walked down the stairs again. When Jon closed the door behind them. Sambo gave him a long look.