Jon Black's Woman Read Free

heat.
    Oh man, she couldn’t think or
breathe. She wanted to push him to the ground and take him, spread
her legs further, climb him like a tree, but she couldn’t. She
could only stand there and experience him and everything he
offered.
    She was a heartbeat away from
finding a release as his finger dipped in and out of her pussy. It
hinted to her what it would be like to have his cock driving into
her, except she knew it was small. The hard presence pushing
against her lower stomach told her she’d have no doubt of what he
thrust inside her body when the time came.
    Breathing heavily through her nose,
she was startled when his mouth pulled back until their lips barely
touched.
    “You’ll be naked and excited,
nipples hard and pussy damp with need. Once you’re at the point of
begging for my touch, I’m going to tie you to a pole and, with my
fingers, mouth, or cock, stroke every inch of your body. When
you’re at the point of screaming with need, I’m going to fuck you.
The first time will be gentle, but all bets are off for what
follows.”
    “Hard and nasty, kinky, however you
want me,” she murmured. “I’ll be content and come.”
    They wanted the same thing, of that
there was no doubt, and she breathed her confirmation. The only way
she knew he paid attention to her was a slight nod before he
carefully untangled her from around his body.
    “I’m waiting for you to come to me,
bare of all trappings and ready for anything to happen.” Jon walked
out of the barn and left her with her jeans unzipped and needs
unsatisfied.
    It took a few minutes to realize she
was the center of everyone’s attention. Matt, Ted, and Saki all
watched to see what she’d do next. She wanted to run after him, but
wasn’t sure she could ask for what he offered. Damaged and drained,
Molly needed to think about the step she wanted to take. There were
no assurances offered by Jon—only sex, and she wasn’t sure that was
enough. She wasn’t sure because her heart was already
involved.
    Could she survive it being broken
again?
    Blushing, she zipped up her pants
and considered getting back to work, although she knew she’d get
nothing done.
    She tried to say something to the
trio silently watching her, but could think of nothing. There was
nothing except need, a want for Jon, and his touch holding her
captive. With a shrug of her shoulders as a pseudo apology, she
turned and walked out of the barn. She planned to go home and take
a cold shower while she considered his offer.
    Could she be naked in front of him?
Only two people had seen her tattoo: the artist who’d inked her and
Saki.

CHAPTER TWO
    As Molly walked quickly along the
dirt path toward the house where she and Saki were staying, she
wasn’t sure what should shock her more. The fact he’d had his hand
in her pants, fingering her to seconds from climaxing in front of
their friends, or that she hadn’t cared about anything other than
coming from his touch.
    She wanted to give herself a firm
talking to, kick herself in the backside for her stupidity, but
couldn’t. There was no doubt in her mind she’d do it all over again
if it meant she was with Jon.
    Blowing out air with self-disgust,
she opened the front door and threw herself on the couch. Arms on
knees, hands covering her face, heat radiated off her in waves. She
was embarrassed, but figured the heat came more from being
immensely turned on.
    Jon did things to her. Made her
think with her body first and brain second. Falling back, she
dropped an arm over her eyes and sighed. Who was she kidding? She
would do everything possible to have the man. She just needed the
gumption to do it.
    The task ahead of her would be
difficult, but not impossible.
    As she sat there thinking, Saki came
in and sat beside her. Silence hung between them until her friend
eventually spoke.
    “What happened in the barn was hot
to watch. You two have something serious going on. The sparks and
zings bouncing between you were