Chapter 67 - Feels Like the First Time

Turning to the bed, Jon pushed between the filmy canopy curtains and gently lowered Cate onto the sheets. Her hair fanned out under her head on the pillow, and her eyes sparkled in the candlelight. Jon stood and looked down at her, his eyes roving over her nearly-nude body, taking in every detail. Cate watched him, a raptured smile on her lips.

Jon met her gaze, then gave her another sexy little smirk and stepped back from the bed. Cate let out a soft groan of anticipation, turning her head to watch as Jon unbuttoned his jeans and drew the zipper down. His eyes locked with Cate’s, he pushed the black denim over his hips and down his chiseled thighs. As he bent to push the jeans down to the floor his abs bunched impressively.

Cate’s eyes widened when she saw that Jon wasn’t wearing anything under the jeans. He stepped out of them and stood facing her in all his naked glory. The shadows from the candlelight played over the ridges and valleys of his muscles, making him look almost as if he was sculpted from marble. His thick, hard, magnificent cock stood upright from a thick bed of soft brown fur.

Cate could hardly believe her eyes. The vision she had seen in her fantasies was right in front of her. Only it was so much more glorious than she had ever imagined.

Jon watched Cate’s reaction, standing still long enough to let her look her fill. When her eyes flicked back up to his face, he gave her a sensuous smile, then slowly, gracefully stalked around the bed to the opposite side. Cate watched him the entire way, her eyes glowing with unreleased passion.

Jon leaned forward and crawled onto the bed, fixing Cate with a wicked, almost feral smile. Cate gasped. He looked like a big cat, a lion stalking his prey.

Jon reclined beside Cate on the bed, lying close beside her but not touching her. Cate could feel the heat of his desire pulsing off of him in waves. Propping himself up on one elbow, Jon leaned down to place a soft, teasing kiss on Cate’s mouth.

He became aware of the patter of the rain on the roof, filling the silence as he and Cate drank from each other’s lips. Jon pulled his face back and looked at Cate for a long moment, then turned his gaze downward.

Cate caught her lower lip between her teeth and held her breath as Jon shifted beside her on the bed, moving downward, then slipped his hand across her hip and into her panties. He watched her face as he slid a finger through the little patch of hair and found her warm and wet, ready for him. He gently circled her clit with the tip of one calloused finger, then moved his touch to stroke upward over her steamy core.

“Jon…” Cate gasped, arching her back.

Jon chuckled huskily. “Nobody’s gonna see us this time, Baby,” he said softly. He slid his hand out from between Cate’s thighs and moved it to her hip. He pushed gently downward on her panties, slipping them over the point of her hip and down her thigh. He moved his hand to the other hip and repeated the action as Cate tipped her pelvis upward, allowing the panties to slide under her buttocks.

Jon sat up beside Cate to pull the garment free of her legs, then turned to look at her. His eyes widened in surprise. Just under the point of her right hip was another tattoo. Like the one on her shoulder, the shape was familiar.

“Ohhhh, Mercy…” Jon groaned, feeling his dick throb with the little surge of excitement that coursed through him. Wrapping his hand around Cate’s hip, Jon lowered his face to look at the little shield with the curved double “S”. The ink was faded; obviously the tat wasn’t new. “When?” Jon asked huskily, looking up at Cate’s face.

She smiled down at him. “ '87. Kansas City. Morning after my first show.”

Jon chuckled and placed a long kiss over the mark, sucking just hard enough to make Cate draw in a breath. He glanced up at Cate and saw her watching him. Jon gave her a wicked little smile and moved his lips downward, toward the little cleft between her thighs.

Cate twitched when the tip of his tongue found the hard button of her clit. “Aaahhh… Jon…!” she gasped as his tongue slid slower, circling her opening. “Oh, God! I… You…” His lips closed over her and he sucked gently, the pressure making her arch against him. “Jon! You… you have to stop!...” Cate begged, panting.

Jon raised his head and looked at her. Her hands were fisted in the sheets beside her, and her lips were trembling as she struggled to control her reaction to his ministrations. “Stop?” he asked softly. “Why, Baby?”

“Be… because…” Cate gasped. Her eyes met his. “I don’t want.. don't want to... cum like this. Not now. Not the…” she trailed off. Even in the dim light Jon could see she was blushing as her chest heaved.

He smiled gently. “Not the first time we make love?” he finished softly. She nodded slightly, and his heart did a little flip. His cock jumped in response. “Okay, Baby,” he whispered. Jon shifted on the bed beside Cate, leaning over her so that his chest brushed against her abdomen. She gasped at the contact.

Jon pushed himself slowly upward on the bed, slithering his body over hers until they were chest to chest and hip to hip. Cate felt Jon’s rock-hard erection pressing against her hip, on her Slippery tattoo. Jon’s leg had slipped between her thighs, and her pussy rubbed against his hard quad muscle.

Bracing his arms on either side of Cate’s shoulders, Jon slowly lowered his weight onto Cate’s warm, quivering body. “This more what you had in mind?” he purred into her ear.

“Oh, God, YES….” Cate breathed. Her hands went to his back, kneading his muscles, then scratching her short nails over them. Jon growled at the sensation, then looked into Cate’s eyes. Seeing she was ready, Jon shifted against her body. He gently nudged her thighs open with his leg and repositioned himself, the tip of his cock hovering just outside her hot, wet opening.

Cate drew in a long, shuddering breath, then tensed. Jon could see the question in her eyes, the one she didn’t want to ask.

“I have protection, if you want it. But I had a vasectomy after Romeo was born,” he answered softly.

Relief flooded across Cate’s beautiful face. “Oh, Thank GOD!!!” she gasped with a strangled little laugh.

Jon grinned at her response. Cate slipped a hand from Jon’s back up to his head, pulling his face down to hers for a passionate kiss. “Take me.” she whispered against his lips.

Jon groaned as his shaft throbbed at her words. He raised his head and locked his eyes with Cate’s, then pushed his hips forward, slowly penetrating her.

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh…” Cate moaned, trying unsuccessfully to keep her eyes from fluttering closed at the incredible sensation. Jon struggled to control himself as Cate’s reaction excited him even more. He slid his dick further into her, marveling at how tight she was, until he was fully inside her. Jon drew in a ragged breath and lay still, gazing at Cate’s raptured face.

“Sweet Lord!” Cate gasped. He was stretching her, filling her like she had never felt before. This was pure ecstasy, this beautiful, wonderful, amazing man on top of her and inside of her. She didn’t want to move; she just wanted to stay like this forever.

But then again…

She opened her eyes and gave Jon a smoldering look. “C’mon, Rock Star…” she purred. “Show me what you got.” She curled one leg up and around his waist, opening herself a bit wider to him.

“Ohhh…” Jon groaned. He pushed himself up, bracing his hands on either side of Cate’s body. He slowly drew himself back, inching his cock out of her. Feeling her walls ripple as he withdrew almost completely from her, Jon shuddered slightly. He looked again into Cate’s eyes and saw the need there.

Jon rocked forward, thrusting into her and feeling her yield to him. He again pulled slowly back, then pushed quickly forward, burying himself to the hilt in her. Jon gave his hips a little roll, and Cate let out a cry, arching her back and pressing her hips against his.

Incensed by her response, Jon increased his tempo, driving deep into her. He felt Cate’s other leg curl up around his waist, locking him to her. Jon felt the tingling warning signal that his climax was nearing, but he willed himself to hold it, for Cate. He could see in her expression that she was close, and as if on cue he felt her walls start to clench and ripple.

“Oh, Jon!” Cate gasped, digging her fingernails into his back. “I’m gonna…” her raspy voice trailed off as her mouth fell open in a long moan. Jon’s name was a prayer from her lips as her orgasm rocked her.

Jon groaned and drove himself deep into Cate, exploding with a shout in response to her climax. He lowered his body onto hers and captured her mouth, kissing her hungrily as he shuddered against her.

Cate whimpered and tangled her tongue with his, wanting to be joined with him in as many ways as possible. They rode out the aftershocks of their orgasms wrapped around each other, until finally they had to part their mouths to breathe.

Cate dropped her legs from around Jon’s waist onto the bed, her knees slightly bent as Jon rested between her thighs. They lay joined together for several minutes, silently listening to the rain on the roof and the distant rumble of thunder. Finally Jon gave Cate a little smile, then slid downward against her body, slipping out of her.

Sighing, Jon turned his cheek to Cate’s shoulder, tucking his head under her chin. He could hear her heart pounding in her chest, beating out a rhythm for the rain. He felt Cate trace a little pattern on his back, under his shoulder blade. “Baby, you okay?” he murmured.

“Yeah. I am.” Cate whispered, smiling to herself. “I’m just…” she trailed off, not able to find the words to describe the bliss she felt.

Jon raised his head to look at her, concerned. Then he saw the smile on her lips and his heart melted. Her eyes met his, shining with affection. “No man has ever made me feel this way,” she explained quietly. “It’s all… new.”

Jon smiled back up at her as his heart squeezed. While he was happy – Hell, ecstatic – that he made Cate feel special, he also felt a pang of sadness for her. An incredible woman like her deserves to be cherished, he thought. Obviously her former husband was a damned fool for not treating her like a Goddess.

He chuckled softly. “Well, Baby, I had hoped to make you feel like ‘this’ for a little longer. Hell, for a LOT longer. But you were…ready.”

Cate gave an embarrassed little giggle. “Yeah,” she sighed. “Sorry about that. I’m a little out of practice. It’s been… awhile.” She looked up at the ceiling and blew out a breath.

Jon raised an eyebrow at her comment. “And just how long is ‘awhile’?” he asked gently.

“Well, with an actual man… a little over ten months.” Cate answered, sighing heavily. She looked back at Jon, seeing the surprise on his face. “Hey, I’ve been busy,” she said, giving him an ironic little smile.

“Well, I’ve got nothing but time…” Jon replied, his voice dropping to a soft purr.