The Trauma

Chap Chap 17- I Want a Bite Out of You!!

Jan's apartment

Third Pov

As Jan held Megan close to them not wanting to let her go, they couldn't help but feel the weight of the world on their shoulders. The trauma they had been through had left plenty of deep scars, it was hard to find some type of relief or comfort. But they knew with all this growing tension between the two of them that they needed to release some "crazy tension" on each other. 

With a deep connection already formed between the two, Jan slowly leaned closer to Megan gently cupping her face in their hands as their lips met. A sense of comfort washed over them, the worries and doubts that had plagued them faded into the background as they focused on being present with each other. For a moment, they were able to find a brief respite from the storm of emotions that had threatened to consume them. 

Jan deepened the kiss, gently exploring Megan's mouth with their tongue causing them both to let out a sigh of contentment. Jan gently brushed their fingertips over Megan's cheek, a playful glint in their eyes.

"You know, there's something I've been wanting to do to you for a long time." Jan whispered, their voice dripping with desire. 

Megan's breath hitched, their pulse quickening in in anticipation. "What is it?" She asked, her voice sounding husky and longing. Jan leaned in, their breath warm on Megan's earlobe.

"I want to taste you; I want your pussy tightening around my hard dick." Jan murmured, their lips grazing the sensitive skin just below Megan's ear. "I want all of you." 

Megan shivered at the sound of those words, her heart racing as their touch lingered on her skin. She leaned into Jan's body feeling their warmth up against her. 

"Jan." She whispered; her voice laced with want. "Don't tease me." 

 Jan's roamed their hands all over Megan's body, a shudder of desire shot through both their bodies. Jan slowly began to explore every inch of Megan's skin, their touch leaving a trail of shivers in its wake. Megan's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as Jan's lips moved to her neck planting a trail of kisses along her sensitive flesh. Each kiss was a promise, a vow of devotion, and Megan let herself be consumed by the moment, losing herself in the sensations.

With each kiss and touch, Jan's desire grew, fueled by the intoxicating feeling of being so close to the person they loved. They took their time, their lips exploring every curve and contour of Megan's body. Every moan and sigh sending shock waves of pleasure through them both. In that moment, they were one, their bodies moving together as if they had done this a thousand times before, like two dancers caught up in the rhythm of an intimate waltz.

 "Is this soaking because of me? hmmm I should have known that neck kisses were your thing." They slightly chuckled. 

Jan ran their gingers up and down the soaked spot-on Megan's panties before slowly sliding it over to the side to get a better glimpse at what they were dealing with. Megan sat there feeling her body heat up every time Jan touches her. It's like she goes numb whenever Jan touches her and her sensitive spot. 

Jan slides their finger inside of Megan's pretty pussy feeling how tight she was around their finger. Before Megan could even get a word out Jan traded their finger's out for their tongue on her clit.