Jon Black's Woman
search of her g-spot. She knew what he
was looking for because she’d sought it out and never found
it.
    The moment he found the spot, he
pressed firmly, and her hips tensed up. She held onto his wrist
with both hands as she broke. He gave her a pulsing, groaning,
eye-rolling release before he whispered in her ear as she started
to come back to earth.
    “Go.” Laughing, he sucked his
fingers clean before he held her close.
    “We are going to have such a good
time in my teepee,” he told her and she smiled.
    “I have a lot of orgasms waiting to
be released after my years of celibacy. Hope you’re up for the
challenge.”
    Jon was all man and she needed to
spend more time with him, be more for him. She wanted to be his
woman. Maybe it would happen, but for now, she wanted to be with
him in all ways.
    “Challenge accepted, flower.” He
helped her stand before he got up himself. She was a little
unsteady, but she’d be fine, more than fine. She’d be in Jon
Black’s hands and only good would come from being there.

CHAPTER SIX
    Having Molly at his side, wearing
nothing as they made their way to his teepee for sensual pursuits,
made Jon a happy man. Never in his wildest dreams did he think this
moment was possible when they’d first met. He’d been struck silent
by her, content to simply watch the beautiful blonde flower, but no
more. His voice was back and he couldn’t be happier.
    It wasn’t good enough to simply
speak to her, he needed to touch her as well—touch as much as he
wanted and how he wanted. This day would last forever in his mind
as the best one he’d had to date, and he hoped there were many more
to come.
    Leading her by the hand along the
path, he couldn’t hold back his smile as they entered the maze-like
entrance to the garden. The stone wall bent around, as he’d
designed it to be a unique entrance. It also served as an added
layer of protection. He’d had nothing else to think about because
there’d been nothing special to focus on. Everything was different
with Molly in his life and at his side.
    A partner was what he’d wanted, and
it didn’t help that those around him kept finding their mates.
First Court discovered Sunny at their club, then Matt found Sakura
in Japan and she’d followed him to Montana where Ted had joined
them. He wanted someone to feel strongly about him, and he believed
the woman for him was Molly. Sitting back and simply being with her
had moved on to something bigger and stronger.
    Earlier, when he told her he had
feelings for her, he hadn’t been completely honest. He knew it was
love, but he was getting used to the idea before he shared it with
her.
    “You have a shower out
here?”
    “Yah, I wanted to have a place that
was open and without any roofs or doors, to be whatever I wanted it
to be,” he offered as he led her through the tall grass towards his
teepee.
    “It feels like a different world
behind the wall.”
    “There’s over an acre back here, and
it’s exactly what I want,” he said as they stopped before his
canvas-covered structure. It had taken him no time to build once he
had all the pieces. Despite the time and work he’d put into it, the
structure hadn’t seemed real until he wrapped the white canvas
around it.
    “It’s stunning out here. I look
forward to seeing it in daylight,” she told him while gripping his
hand.
    “Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt
you.” He was firm and sure about what he said.
    “I know, I think I’m more afraid of
the unknown.” While he watched, she closed her eyes and, from what
he could see, took a few deep breaths. There was no way he could
hold back the small smile twittering his lips. He loved her and was
incredibly pleased to have her in his life.
    “Ready,” she whispered and her blue
eyes seemed to glow. Yes, it appeared she was ready for whatever
was about to happen.
    Shifting the opening flap to the
side, he stepped in and went around lighting candles which were
protected by glass

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