Chapter 8
Amber sank into his embrace, shuddering with her own need. Their lips collided, parted and softened as their mouths joined and his tongue darted into hers, she sighed as she reclined backwards, Jon pushing against her, neither caring about anything except this moment. Her arms rose and her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him against her, wanting more, needing everything he could give. His fingers held her face tightly between them, he didn’t want her to move, his mouth devouring hers, hungry for her taste, her aroma intoxicating him as he could smell the increasingly pungent scent of her sex, his lips left her mouth, showering her face with kisses, trailing around to her ear, nipping and savoring the contours of it as he memorized every inch of her satiny skin, tugging on the lobes with his teeth, her diamond earring laying hard against the inside of his mouth, his hands smoothing the way as they slipped down the shaft of her neck, pushing away the tiny straps that held her dress in place.
He heard the hitch of her breathing as she gave herself to the feel of this, his mouth following the path of his hands, covering her velvety skin tanned from the Miami sun with hungry kisses, his tongue flicking out tasting as he found his way to one of her magnificent breasts, beautiful, natural and weighty. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked ever so gently on it, felt her shiver and sucked harder, the fingers of his left hand fastened on her right breast, rolling the jewel hard nipple between his experienced fingers, she gasped as he bit down playfully, squeezing the opposite nipple with his hand at the same time, his own need throbbing between his legs, wanting to take her quickly, yet needing to know that he was providing her complete satisfaction.
Amber was lost to the sensual world of incredible sensations, lightning bolts of desire streaking through her straight to her core that was yearning to feel the length of him inside her again. Holding tightly to his hair, biting down on her lip to keep from making any sounds that Kevin and the driver might hear even over the hard pounding sounds of AC/DC that Jon flipped on when he entered the limo. Her heart was thrumming in her ears as the rolling thunder of her escalating passion blocked everything except the feel of his mouth suckling her nipples, completely unaware of when he’d unzipped her dress and laid her skin bare to his ministrations or when she’d reclined completely onto the seat and he’d moved to kneeling beside it as if she was a feast placed before him.
Sensitive only to the contact points of his body and hers that were limited to his hand on one breast and his mouth working oh so skillfully on the other, bringing her to the brink of orgasm with only his mouth and fingers that played her like the strings of his guitar. She bit back a groan as his hand slid under the hem of her dress and lightly trailed up the inside of her thigh to the apex, shivering at the contact when he pushed her thong out of the way, hearing the satisfied groan in his throat when he came in contact with the sweet salty nectar that was pooled there.
The first wave of her orgasm hit when his fingers parted her lips and slipped upwards towards her already engorged clit, he pinched it lightly and nipped on her rock hard tit and she broke with a cry, her body wracked with streaking, soaring sensations, relentlessly he stroked her, as she cried out again, getting rocked by explosions going off in her head, gasping and begging for him to allow her to breathe while her body screamed for more, wanting the whole of him inside her. Watching the emotions rolling across her face, he could feel his heart pounding with his need to give her everything and desire to see every inch of her satiny skin, he rose on his knees and lifted her easily, boneless in her half-sentient state, to divest her of her beautiful gown that was then discarded casually onto the opposite seat and he sank back down, still fully dressed while she now was exposed completely to his appreciative gaze.
Hesitating as he memorized her body, his lips met hers again, and she sighed into his mouth, his hand splayed across the flat of her belly, gently caressing her. Amber wished this moment would never end, his hand drifted lower and went back to exploring, drenched again in the heat of her fluids, stroking, caressing, ever more insistently driving her on, his finger entering the slick canal to the responding surge of her hips against his hand, tasting her hunger on his lips, he countered by inserting a second and third finger inside, her moan of pleasure eliciting a deeper desire within him, stroking her deeply inside, his thumb rasping against her clit, as he did she was lost in the haze of ecstasy begging for surcease, the craving to have him inside almost painful.
She whimpered when his mouth left hers, clamping down on her breast, suckling again, sending her over the edge as she came for what she expected would be multiple times. Barely able to breathe again, she trembled as the chill of the air in the car hit her exposed damp skin where he was trailing wet, open mouthed kisses down her length, reaching for him and only able to grasp his arm as he moved, his fingers still working inside her, finding her g-spot that had never before been discovered, she screamed his name again as the waves crashed over her, then his lips and tongue were there, tasting, sucking and nipping at her, grabbing two fistfuls of his hair, she begged and cried as she flew to the heavens and convulsed in staggering orgasm after orgasm. Finally, he looked up at her sated expression, wiping her juices from his mouth, a gleam of satisfaction on those insatiable lips. “Now it’s my turn.” He stripped his clothes off in record time not willing to wait for what lay so delectably before him.
Licking her lips hungrily at the sight of his fully erect penis directly in her line of vision, reaching for it she was disappointed when he gently pushed her hands away.
“Not now darlin’, I can only hold it back so long” almost apologizing for needing release himself.
Squirming slightly on the seat, she watched through hooded eyes, drinking in the beauty of his body, from the well-developed arms to his washboard abs with special attention to the smattering of freckles that she loved since she first noticed them and intended to play connect the dots with later and lower to the curlies that she always wanted to run her fingers through. “No apology needed, cum and get me” her voice sounding more like a low growl in her ears, unaccustomed to the sexual fever that he aroused in her.
His lips quirked up into a lopsided smirk that she loved as he lowered himself down on her, nudging her thighs apart to settle between them, his mouth coming down on hers, nothing gentle about their kiss this time, it was all encompassing, their mouths locked in intense passion while their tongues performed an ancient ritual of thrust and parry. She reached upward to tangle in his hair again and braced on his elbows, hovering over her, he caressed her slit with the hard, throbbing length of his cock, rubbing over it, the friction of it against her clit enhancing the need that pounded inside her, groaning as he teased, then he shifted and she could feel the head of his dick entering her, slowly, almost painfully so and she stretched to take him all. The full length of his engorged member filling her to its hilt taking an eternity, then he withdrew until he was almost completely out, she whimpered at the feeling of loss, the next stroke was faster as was the next, finding their rhythm as the heat rose and their matched desire infused their lovemaking.
As they took pleasure in each other’s need, the rhythm increased, Jon wanting more, needing to be deeper inside her, Amber lifting her legs to wrap around his hips, allowing him more access, aching for more of him. Jon’s mouth trailed around to her ear again, tasting, licking, nibbling as she moaned her enjoyment, shifting one hand to his nipples to tweak one to sense his reaction and was pleased when he thrust harder and deeper, filing that away in her memory for the next time. Grabbing hold then when his rhythm increased, giving her what she wanted, Amber gave over control to him and rode the waves as their passion lifted them to levels neither visited with others. Losing all sense of time or place, she took him deeper, he plunged harder and they both enjoyed rising swiftly to the edge of the canyon of ecstasy and pulling him with her they tumbled over and down into the depths of sexual satiation and the encompassing blackness of orgasmic completion.
Laying there naked with him still buried inside her Amber sighed, nothing in her life prepared her for this, not only having Jon Bon Jovi inside her, but having watched him making love to her in the reflection of the sunroof. It had been beautiful and as he laid against her, his eyes closed, reveling in the afterglow of their mutual orgasm, Amber silently thanked the gods for bringing him to her. No matter what happened next, she’d gotten a gift wrapped in 5’9” of the most perfect man she ever imagined.
He heard the hitch of her breathing as she gave herself to the feel of this, his mouth following the path of his hands, covering her velvety skin tanned from the Miami sun with hungry kisses, his tongue flicking out tasting as he found his way to one of her magnificent breasts, beautiful, natural and weighty. Taking it into his mouth, he sucked ever so gently on it, felt her shiver and sucked harder, the fingers of his left hand fastened on her right breast, rolling the jewel hard nipple between his experienced fingers, she gasped as he bit down playfully, squeezing the opposite nipple with his hand at the same time, his own need throbbing between his legs, wanting to take her quickly, yet needing to know that he was providing her complete satisfaction.
Amber was lost to the sensual world of incredible sensations, lightning bolts of desire streaking through her straight to her core that was yearning to feel the length of him inside her again. Holding tightly to his hair, biting down on her lip to keep from making any sounds that Kevin and the driver might hear even over the hard pounding sounds of AC/DC that Jon flipped on when he entered the limo. Her heart was thrumming in her ears as the rolling thunder of her escalating passion blocked everything except the feel of his mouth suckling her nipples, completely unaware of when he’d unzipped her dress and laid her skin bare to his ministrations or when she’d reclined completely onto the seat and he’d moved to kneeling beside it as if she was a feast placed before him.
Sensitive only to the contact points of his body and hers that were limited to his hand on one breast and his mouth working oh so skillfully on the other, bringing her to the brink of orgasm with only his mouth and fingers that played her like the strings of his guitar. She bit back a groan as his hand slid under the hem of her dress and lightly trailed up the inside of her thigh to the apex, shivering at the contact when he pushed her thong out of the way, hearing the satisfied groan in his throat when he came in contact with the sweet salty nectar that was pooled there.
The first wave of her orgasm hit when his fingers parted her lips and slipped upwards towards her already engorged clit, he pinched it lightly and nipped on her rock hard tit and she broke with a cry, her body wracked with streaking, soaring sensations, relentlessly he stroked her, as she cried out again, getting rocked by explosions going off in her head, gasping and begging for him to allow her to breathe while her body screamed for more, wanting the whole of him inside her. Watching the emotions rolling across her face, he could feel his heart pounding with his need to give her everything and desire to see every inch of her satiny skin, he rose on his knees and lifted her easily, boneless in her half-sentient state, to divest her of her beautiful gown that was then discarded casually onto the opposite seat and he sank back down, still fully dressed while she now was exposed completely to his appreciative gaze.
Hesitating as he memorized her body, his lips met hers again, and she sighed into his mouth, his hand splayed across the flat of her belly, gently caressing her. Amber wished this moment would never end, his hand drifted lower and went back to exploring, drenched again in the heat of her fluids, stroking, caressing, ever more insistently driving her on, his finger entering the slick canal to the responding surge of her hips against his hand, tasting her hunger on his lips, he countered by inserting a second and third finger inside, her moan of pleasure eliciting a deeper desire within him, stroking her deeply inside, his thumb rasping against her clit, as he did she was lost in the haze of ecstasy begging for surcease, the craving to have him inside almost painful.
She whimpered when his mouth left hers, clamping down on her breast, suckling again, sending her over the edge as she came for what she expected would be multiple times. Barely able to breathe again, she trembled as the chill of the air in the car hit her exposed damp skin where he was trailing wet, open mouthed kisses down her length, reaching for him and only able to grasp his arm as he moved, his fingers still working inside her, finding her g-spot that had never before been discovered, she screamed his name again as the waves crashed over her, then his lips and tongue were there, tasting, sucking and nipping at her, grabbing two fistfuls of his hair, she begged and cried as she flew to the heavens and convulsed in staggering orgasm after orgasm. Finally, he looked up at her sated expression, wiping her juices from his mouth, a gleam of satisfaction on those insatiable lips. “Now it’s my turn.” He stripped his clothes off in record time not willing to wait for what lay so delectably before him.
Licking her lips hungrily at the sight of his fully erect penis directly in her line of vision, reaching for it she was disappointed when he gently pushed her hands away.
“Not now darlin’, I can only hold it back so long” almost apologizing for needing release himself.
Squirming slightly on the seat, she watched through hooded eyes, drinking in the beauty of his body, from the well-developed arms to his washboard abs with special attention to the smattering of freckles that she loved since she first noticed them and intended to play connect the dots with later and lower to the curlies that she always wanted to run her fingers through. “No apology needed, cum and get me” her voice sounding more like a low growl in her ears, unaccustomed to the sexual fever that he aroused in her.
His lips quirked up into a lopsided smirk that she loved as he lowered himself down on her, nudging her thighs apart to settle between them, his mouth coming down on hers, nothing gentle about their kiss this time, it was all encompassing, their mouths locked in intense passion while their tongues performed an ancient ritual of thrust and parry. She reached upward to tangle in his hair again and braced on his elbows, hovering over her, he caressed her slit with the hard, throbbing length of his cock, rubbing over it, the friction of it against her clit enhancing the need that pounded inside her, groaning as he teased, then he shifted and she could feel the head of his dick entering her, slowly, almost painfully so and she stretched to take him all. The full length of his engorged member filling her to its hilt taking an eternity, then he withdrew until he was almost completely out, she whimpered at the feeling of loss, the next stroke was faster as was the next, finding their rhythm as the heat rose and their matched desire infused their lovemaking.
As they took pleasure in each other’s need, the rhythm increased, Jon wanting more, needing to be deeper inside her, Amber lifting her legs to wrap around his hips, allowing him more access, aching for more of him. Jon’s mouth trailed around to her ear again, tasting, licking, nibbling as she moaned her enjoyment, shifting one hand to his nipples to tweak one to sense his reaction and was pleased when he thrust harder and deeper, filing that away in her memory for the next time. Grabbing hold then when his rhythm increased, giving her what she wanted, Amber gave over control to him and rode the waves as their passion lifted them to levels neither visited with others. Losing all sense of time or place, she took him deeper, he plunged harder and they both enjoyed rising swiftly to the edge of the canyon of ecstasy and pulling him with her they tumbled over and down into the depths of sexual satiation and the encompassing blackness of orgasmic completion.
Laying there naked with him still buried inside her Amber sighed, nothing in her life prepared her for this, not only having Jon Bon Jovi inside her, but having watched him making love to her in the reflection of the sunroof. It had been beautiful and as he laid against her, his eyes closed, reveling in the afterglow of their mutual orgasm, Amber silently thanked the gods for bringing him to her. No matter what happened next, she’d gotten a gift wrapped in 5’9” of the most perfect man she ever imagined.
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