Then he thrust his hips forward, and we both cried out as he filled me in a single stroke, lighting my body up with electric pleasure from the soles of my feet to the crown of my scalp.
“Jann!”
A low, puttering growl eased between his teeth, as he kept my knee bent high and drew out of me slowly so I felt every inch, then slammed home again with a desperate cry, his eyes dragging closed and body trembling.
I grabbed for his shoulder, my hand slapping on his already damp skin, fingers digging divots into his muscles as I gripped hard, bracing against his strength.
He fought—I could feel it. Fought to slow himself—but I’d missed him. This sudden, desperate need ignited a fire in my chest.
“Don’t hold back,” I whispered, arching my back to urge him on as he drew out of me again, his eyes opening to find mine.
“But… the babe—”
Hissing a warning, I laced fingers behind his thick neck and pulled myself up until we were almost nose to nose.
“Jann,don’t stop.I need you. Please.”
He shuddered again, his eyes searching mine. Then he groaned and collapsed, flattening me to the bed, as he bellowed my name and took me with every heated ounce of his love, and a body that had been honed to a weapon—now used to worship.
~ JANN ~
I was mindless with need.
I shuddered as I took her, feeling her respond, gripping me, holding me tightly, her fingers in my hair, and her hand clamped on my shoulder.
I groaned, the sound torn from my throat, as I was overwhelmed with the wash of pleasure and joy as I took her again. Hard.
She threw her head back, eyes closed as her body tightened, so I slid both hands under the curve of her neck, lacing my fingers to cup it, letting my palms circle her neck and my thumbs rest on her throat, tracing that delicate vulnerability and watching with wonder as her skin pebbled in response to my touch.
Trembling with sheer need, I held her there as I drew out of her, growling with approval at the sight of her lower lip slack, eyes screwed tightly shut, and drank in the beautiful sound of her broken cries.
She whimpered when I pulled all the way out, but her eyes flew wide and her hands clapped to the backs of my wrists when I thrust into her again.
Our eyes locked, and I shook my damp hair off my forehead.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I rasped.
I wanted to comfort her—or perhaps myself. To distract us both from the dark fears that haunted every waking moment. I wanted to wring pleasure from her slowly, until she could think of nothing but me.
But when I drew out of her, then slowly but firmly possessed her again, her eyes began to roll back and her mouth fell open.
The sight of her lips, soft and trembling, was so delicious, I struggled for control, debating with myself whether to increase the pace, or dive down and taste her mouth.
But, of course, she chose for me.
“Oh…Jann,”she gasped, tilting her hips to somehow take me deeper, her tiny whimpers urging me on so that I couldn’t resist moving more, faster. Especially when her breasts began to bounce, her nipples taunting me with their rosy peaks.
“Dee…”
“Don’t stop!”
With a growl to swallow back the climax that wanted to punch through this incredible moment, arms trembling, I pounded into her, setting a punishing pace.
For a moment I was worried I might hurt her—or the babe—until she fuckingsmiled.
Eyes closed, her nails digging into the backs of my shoulders, she braced and held—and then, to my delight, wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself out of my grip and up… to open her mouth on my neck.
When she latched onto me, pleasure washed down my side. I rasped her name. Then she flicked her tongue against that sensitive skin, and I grunted as my blood went up in flames.
