Jon held himself over Denise, their midsections pressed tightly together. One arm was bent over her head, his fingers were buried in her hair. Jon supported himself with this arm. The fingers of his other hand gently caressed her face and neck. "You have no idea what you did to me today. Seeing you…watching you…being too far away to do anything to help. Damn, woman." Denise felt the trembling in Jon's hand as he continued to stroke her cheek. Denise touched his wrist. Jon lowered his head to kiss her gently. "Denni…"
"Jon…" she sighed.
"Tell me…" he muttered. Both of her hands slid under the hem of his shirt and began to tug it up. Jon leaned back and yanked his shirt over his head. He nuzzled Denise's neck, nibbled on her ear, and raised her hands over her head. "Tell me that you feel this, too." Denise had to strain to hear him, even though he was so close to her ear. She rocked her hips up into his as she entwined their fingers together. She heard him hiss "Yesssss." Jon nibbled and sucked his way down her neck, pulling his hands free to reach for her shirt. Before Denise could blink, Jon had her shirt and bra off and on the floor. He gazed at her hungrily for seconds before diving in. He nearly swallowed one breast as he attempted to devour her while plucking and fondling her other breast. Denise clutched the back of his head to her chest and continued to rock her hips in to his. Her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. Jon sucked harder. He drug his tongue across her chest and began tormenting her other breast, distracting Denise from the face that he was dragging her yoga pants down her legs without finesse and ditching his pants with no regard for where they landed. When Denise began to writhe and pant, Jon slid home. Everything froze. They stared in to each other's eyes. Unmoving. United. One. And then…Jon farted. His eyes widened in horror. Denise's mouth dropped open wide before she started to laugh. Her laughter caused her body to jerk, which caused their parts to rub, which caused her laughter to cease. Jon's embarrassment faded as his excitement peaked again. Denise began to rock harder and harder; Jon had no choice but to meet her thrust for thrust. Less than two minutes later, they were screaming out their completion.
"I swear I don't do that." Jon buried his face in her neck again.
Denise wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his forehead as she whispered, "Just remember that this happened, cause you owe me BIG, babe. BIG. First time and all."
"Not helping, babe." Jon sucked on her neck. "Not helping at all." Denise laughed loudly. "Just you wait until next time."
"Who says there's gonna" Denise began.
"Oh, there's gonna!" Jon interrupted. He was still buried deep inside Denise's body, so he took advantage of this and thrust inside her one more time. Her body reacted with a reawakened convulsion. "Someone seems to be just about ready for round two."