Chapter 101 - Down on Me

Jon’s eyes widened slightly at her statement, his smirk still intact. “Well, yes ma’am,” he replied huskily.

Cate smirked back at him for a moment, then lowered her lips to his neck. Leaning forward to press her body against his, she began to slowly nip and lick her way down his chest, sliding her wet flesh over his as she moved lower.

Jon groaned with pleasure and tipped his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. He widened his stance slightly to brace himself and lowered his arms to his side, pressing his palms back against the wall. He was fully prepared to submit to whatever exquisite torture Cate had planned for him.

He felt Cate pause, her lips sucking at the valley between his pecs then changing direction. She slid slightly sideways to capture his left nipple in her mouth, scraping her teeth across the little brown nailhead and causing him to draw in a sharp breath.

Cate sucked hard on Jon’s nipple as her hands again grasped his hips, her fingers curling around the sides of his glutes. She smiled wickedly to herself as she felt him tense, then circled his nipple with her tongue before trailing it over to the hard curve of his right pec. She teased that nipple with her teeth and tongue as well, evoking a raspy growl from Jon.

Jon felt his entire body tensing at Cate’s skillful ministrations. He bent his knees slightly, sinking a bit down the wall as his feet slipped forward a few inches. He pressed his lower back against the wall, trying stay on his feet as she flexed her hands on his hips and ass, sending shockwaves racing over his lower body.

Cate purred at Jon’s response to her, and moved her mouth back to the center of his chest. Still firmly gripping his hips, she began to slowly, agonizingly trail her mouth down the vertical ridge of Jon’s abdomen. As she moved lower she bent her knees, sinking downward while trying to keep her body in as close contact with his as she could manage.

“Ohhhh, Merrrrrrcy……” Jon groaned hoarsely as he felt Cate’s breasts slide downward over his abs, her lips following in their wake. He sucked in a breath as he felt his rock-hard cock slide between the soft, slick mounds as she continued her descent. “Oh, Cate!” he gasped.

Cate chuckled throatily. “You okay?” she asked teasingly.

“Uh huh…” Jon rasped out, his chest heaving as his breathing accelerated with his arousal.

Cate chuckled again and returned to her task. She moved her lips downward, past the middle of his six-pack, until she reached his navel. She drilled into it with the tip of her tongue, then closed her lips over the luscious circle, sucking hard. Jon inhaled sharply again, his glutes and hip flexors tensing under her hands.

“Easy, Baby,” Cate purred. “I’m just getting’ started…” She chuckled again at herself as she threw out the line she had heard him use so many times.

“Ohhhh, fuck yeah…” Jon growled.

“Well, not yet,” Cate couldn’t resist countering silkily. “But maybe later.”

She again lowered her mouth to Jon’s navel and traced her tongue around its edges. She could feel the base of Jon’s cock pulsing against her chest as she inched her lips over his abs, tracing her tongue along each ridge.

She smirked again to herself, then dropped slowly to her knees, settling on the shower floor between Jon’s feet. The warm spray of water cascaded down over her back as she gripped his hips harder, sliding her hands backwards until her fingers curled over his ass.

Jon let out a long moan and slipped a couple more inches down the tile wall, his feet sliding against the roughened shower floor on either side of Cate. Dragging his eyes open, he lowered his chin and looked down at her.

He saw Cate smiling wickedly up at him, her eyes glittering through the steam that swirled around their bodies. Jon felt a little lightheaded as watched Cate’s perfect, luscious lips form an “O”, then close around his head. She glanced naughtily up at him again, then closed her eyes and sucked hard.

“GOD!” Jon gasped out. “Caaaaaate….” Again his head fell back against the wall and his eyes closed as he felt every nerve in his body spark with arousal. His hands curled against the wall, trying to grip the smooth surface to help him remain on his feet.

Cate hummed in response and spiraled her tongue slowly around the head of Jon’s cock. Then with a little groan of her own she pushed her head forward, drawing him slowly into her mouth until she felt him pressing at the back of her throat. She hesitated, then slowly pulled back, sucking hard as she slipped her mouth back up over his rock-hard shaft.

“OHHHH!” Jon moaned loudly, his entire body tensing at the incredible sensation of Cate’s mouth sliding over his dick. He felt his thighs start to tremble as he struggled to stay on his feet. Cate felt him shudder under her hands, and she pushed back hard on his hips, anchoring him against the wall.

Incensed by his response to her, Cate dipped her head forward, again drawing him fully into her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could for a long moment, then gentled her mouth and pulled back again, slipping her lips along his shaft until she felt the ridge of his head.

“Cate… God…. Please…..” Jon gasped, begging for release.

Cate growled again in response and glanced up at him. She saw him staring needfully down at her, his lips parted as he panted. The corners of her mouth curved up into a smirk, then her lips tightened again around his dick. Cate pushed her head forward and back rapidly, fucking him with her mouth.

She heard Jon gasp out her name again, then swear as he tensed before he exploded into her throat. Jon shuddered and moaned as she held his hips pinned against the wall and drank of him, gentling her mouth and lips as she sucked away the last salty drops.

She held Jon inside her mouth for another long minute, then smiled and slowly pulled her face back, her lips sliding over his spent cock. On either side of her face, Jon’s thighs still trembled as he braced himself against the wall. Cate let Jon slip from her mouth, then turned her face to gently nip at his right thigh.

She looked up at Jon and saw that his eyes were closed, his head lolled toward his right shoulder, his chest heaving as he breathed raggedly. Cate smiled as she saw the expression of pure relief on Jon’s beautiful face, the wisps of steam floating around his head like a halo.

No angel has ever had THAT done to him, Cate couldn’t help but think naughtily. She watched silently for a moment, until Jon cracked his eyes open and pulled his head upright. He gazed down at her, his eyes cloudy with desire.

“My God, Cate…” he rasped.

Cate pulled her hands from Jon’s hips, releasing his brace against the wall, then settled back on her heels. Her own thighs felt a little weak from supporting her while she knelt in front of Jon as she pleasured him. She tipped her head back to let the warm water rain down on her face, then parted her lips and captured a mouthful. She dropped her head forward and quickly swished the water around her mouth, then discretely spit it out to the side, cleansing her palate of Jon’s cum.

Jon let out a long, shuddering sigh, then slid down the tile wall, his feet slipping forward. He sank down onto the shower floor, his legs outstretched on either side of Cate. He gave her a dazed smile as she watched him, an amused smirk on her face.

“Come… come here.” Jon weakly raised his arms, reaching for her.

Cate complied, leaning forward then turning onto her hip and letting Jon enfold her in his arms. She snuggled against his chest, slipping her arms around his waist. She smiled gently as she heard his heart thudding in his chest under her ear. “You okay?” she asked with a chuckle.

Jon drew in, then pushed out a long breath. “Yeah,” he replied. “Fuck, yeah.” He chuckled huskily. “Jesus, Cate, where the Hell did you learn that?”

“BlowMe-dot-com,” Cate deadpanned, without missing a beat.

Jon burst out laughing at her wisecrack, his whiskey-rough voice rumbling musically in his chest under Cate’s ear. He hugged her tight and dropped a kiss on the top of her head. “Thank God for the Internet,” he teased in response.

He pulled in and sighed out another long breath. “Damn, Cate,” he muttered wonderingly, shaking his head slightly. “Um, well…” he hesitated. “That wasn’t quite what I planned… for you…”

Cate chuckled ironically. “Don’t worry about it,” she replied. “I’m done. Hell, I was done after the cruiser.” She raised her head from his chest and gave him a smirk. “And what the Hell, Jon? Three times in two hours? Did you pop a little blue pill or something?”

Jon laughed, then shook his head. “No way, Baby. That’s all natural.” He gave her a wink. “Told ya I’m Superman.”

Cate snorted with laughter at his response, shaking her head as she grinned. “Yeah, I guess you are,” she agreed.

Jon pulled her back against his chest and sighed again with satisfaction. “No, Baby… it’s all you. You’re the one getting me all fired up.”

“Mmmmm…..” Cate hummed in response. She sat silent for another moment, listening to Jon’s heartbeat and feeling the warm water fall against her legs. Finally she raised her face to look at him. “C’mon. Let’s get up off this floor before you end up with a plantar wart on your ass,” she teased.

Jon grimaced. “Gee, thanks for that thought,” he replied, then grinned. He reached up to gently stroke Cate’s cheek, then leaned forward to place a tender kiss on her lips.

Cate and Jon climbed to their feet then stepped back under the spray, rinsing themselves off under the now-tepid water. Cate retrieved her shower puff from the floor and quickly cleansed herself and Jon with a generous lather of fruit-scented soap. After finishing, Jon pulled Cate in close for another long, tender kiss before reaching over to turn off the tap.

Cate reluctantly pulled away from Jon’s warm, wet body and pushed open the shower door. She reached out for her towel, pulling it back into the stall with her. Jon watched as she quickly squeezed the water from her hair, then swiped the towel over her skin before wrapping it around her body and securing the end with a tuck between her breasts.

“Wait here,” she directed, then stepped out of the shower stall. She padded over to her locker and pulled it open, then returned with a fresh towel. She handed it through the shower door to Jon.

“Thanks, Baby,” Jon murmured, taking the towel and shaking it out. Cate leaned against the edge of the shower stall’s doorway and boldly watched as Jon toweled off. Jon gave her a grin and a wink. “Enjoy the show,” he teased.

“Hey, after what I just did to you, I should hardly be embarrassed by staring at your naked ass,” Cate replied.

“True,” Jon chuckled. “Very true.” He wrapped the towel around his waist, then stepped to the door and ducked his head to give Cate a quick, sweet kiss. “And thank you, by the way.”

Cate smiled as he pulled his face away from hers. “Welcome,” she murmured, then turned and moved back to her locker. Retrieving a comb, she stepped over to the sink and wiped the condensation from the mirror with her arm. Jon smiled contentedly as he watched her draw the comb through her thick hair, working out the tangles.

He stood silently watching her for several minutes, thinking how natural, how easy this intimacy felt. It was as if he had known Cate for a lifetime. He shook his head slightly in wonderment at the realization. After his marriage ended, he had thought he would never feel like this again.

Needing to touch her again, Jon moved over to Cate. He stepped up close behind her, slipping his arms around her waist and ducking his head to settle his chin on her shoulder. He gazed into the foggy mirror at their reflection, his heart melting at her gentle smile as she leaned back into him.

“Cate, come home with me.” Jon’s voice was barely above a whisper.