Chapter 16 - I Wanna Make You Feel Naughty

Beth was sound asleep when Jon comes creeping in, as well as the other members of his family.  He goes up to check on everyone, tucking in the ones that needed to be tucked and turning down the lights of those that were afraid of the dark.  He checked on Beth last.  He slowly opened their bedroom door and was met with a beautiful breeze coming on over the water.  He inhales deeply as he kicks off his shoes and drops his jeans, on her side of the bed.  There was a low light cascading from Beth's walk in closet.  Jon can see that she's on her belly, with one leg drawn up to her side.  She was half on Jon's side and half on hers.  

Jon reached down and gently pulled the 1500 thread count sheet off her, sliding it not wanting to wake her.  She stirs as if she was getting chilled.  He freezes and waits for her to settle.  He stands there, naked and feeling great about her and about them.  He knows what he wants to do, but should he?  He doesn't know the kind of day that she's had and it's possible she's completely exhausted.  He weighs his options, smiles and slowly lifts the sheet, kissing his way up her leg, under the covers.  His kisses were tender, his caresses were gentle and his tongue was warm and wet.  He loves her legs, kissing up one side and down the other until she wakes enough to realize what he's doing.  In an expressive mood herself, Beth rolls over onto her back, giving her husband the room that he needs to continue with his kissing and his touching.  She rarely refuses such an amazing act of togetherness, an emotional connection and the amazing orgasm she knew that was heading her way.  She let her husband pleasure her with his lips, his tongue, his fingers and his words.  She tried to resist, she tried to lay there and enjoy it without letting him know, but it didn't last long.  

She grabs his head, holding him in place, loving the pattern that he's making with his tongue, not wanting him to change a thing.  He's on her spot, THE spot and she doesn't want him to stop.  Jon loves that she's thrusting into his face, moving her body in the motion that feels right for her.  He slides his hands under her ass and pulls her closer, tighter to his face.  When he starts to dart in and out, she lets out a noise.  A slight moan ending with a gasp for air.  Jon knows she's just about there.  Beth's hands and pulling his hair, moving him the way she needs him to be and that is a big turn on for Jon.  "Don't stop!"  she cries out.  "Right there, right there."  She firmly holds his head in place.  With one hand, aroused, he slides his hand up her body and finds her breast.  He squeezes it, plays with her nipple, running it back and forth between his fingers.  He knows that her nipples are her most sensitive, plus he loves to play with them.  After a few moments of his tongue penetrating her and his fingers teasing her nipples, Beth wants her husband deep inside of her.  The handfuls of hair that she has pulls him up from between her legs and as she kisses him, she says, "Fuck me!"

Jon smiles like a kid in a candy story when he gently slides himself into her.  She takes him in as if he was made for her.  She kisses him, giddily at first, but then it intensifies.  She takes hold of him and darts her tongue into his mouth, kissing him as deep as her tongue will go and he is a very willing participant.   As they make love, Jon looks down at her and asks, "Are you mad I woke you?"

Beth smiles, nibbles his chin and tells him as a matter of fact, "If this isn't the best orgasm of my life, yes, I'll be mad."

"They're all the best, you know that."

Beth wraps her legs around him, as well as her arms.  She lets her passion for her husband flow, without inhibition.  She loves the way that he feels, the way that they feel together.  Her body moves in rhythm with his and in no time, once they focused, they got off together - the noises were proof that it was amazing.  

Jon rolled off her and caught his breath before he asks her, "Are you mad I woke you?"

Beth looks at him, as she brushed the hair that's stuck to her face from sweat says, "I think we need to do it again.  Give me two to chose from."  She rolls on her side and starts to rub his hairy belly and his amazing chest, "So that gives you two changes to save yourself."

He winks at her, "Can I have a minute?"

She nods.  She has to pee, so she gets up to do her business.  When she comes out of the bathroom, he's not in bed.  She can see the french door that goes onto their deck, so she heads that way.  He's out there leaning on the cement rail, smoking a cigarette.  "Wow, was it that good?  You need a cigarette."

He reaches to hand her the cigarette, "Want some?"  

"No thanks."  she is satisfied just breathing in his smoke.  She leans on the marble railing and looks out over the water.  "What a beautiful night.  How was your trip into the city?"

Jon drops his cigarette into the container that he has out there for occasions such as this.  His smoking is to a minimal now, never doing it in the house or in front of the kids.  His desire to smoke right now has been squashed by the naked woman that is leaning over the deck railing.  His attention totally focused on her perfect body.  He can smell her and she smells like sex

With one finger, he traces the path of her spine.  From her perfect ass all the way to the nape of her neck, he smiles as he watches her shiver, either from his touch or the cool night breeze.  "What are you doing?"  Beth turns her head to look back at him but she doesn't stop him from what he's doing.  

"Looking at you." he tells her, his finger going back down her spine.  Rearranging his footing, Jon lines himself up behind her, spreading her legs with his foot.  His hand slides up her back and stops at her neck, holding her in position.  Within seconds he's deep inside her again, holding her hips, showing her how much he loves her one thrust at a time.  

Chapter 15 - We Gotta Hold On

Jon and Beth made the best of the little time away that they were afforded, inseparable with a love rekindled.