Emmett stretched his powerful, brawny form along hers. Heat radiated from his skin. With the gentlest of touches, he brought a hand to her face
He leaned down, bringing his lips to her mouth. Janie reveled in the soft, sweet kiss. When he pulled away, it was only so he could open the box and take care of protection. A few excited heartbeats later, Emmett was settling himself between her thighs.
There were no words, only a long, fiery gaze. Janie’s pulse raced with a flurry of anticipation, and Emmett reached between them to position himself to her weeping core.
With his eyes locked with hers, he moved his hips forward, entering her body in a slow and steady glide. It took her body a moment to adjust to the glorious intrusion, but when it did, Janie felt as though she was finally home.
Heaven.
Emmett closed his eyes, a low moan escaping the base of his throat as he became fully seated inside Janie’s welcoming warmth.
She was hot. Wet. Her inner muscles encasing him like a glove. One tailor made for his body. It was as if God himself, had molded him for her, and He’d created this woman for him.
Being with Janie like this made Emmett feel as though he’d found the part of himself that was missing. A half of a whole he hadn’t even realized he needed. And now that he had her, now that she was here, in his bed, he realized he never wanted her to leave.
I can’t ever lose her.
He pulled his hips back in a slow, careful slide before thrusting forward once more. Janie’s moan fell on his ears, and when he opened his eyes, the breath in his lungs immediately froze.
Her long lashes were resting against her slightly plump cheeks, her luscious lips parting in a tiny “O”.
Janie’s head was tilted to the side, her long hair splayed out on the bedding beneath her. In the shimmering moonlight, she looked like an angel. Emmett knew he didn’t deserve her, but damn if he could bring himself to walk away.
The past three days had been hard enough. Pure hell, to be perfectly honest. And the torture he’d endured had been completely self-inflicted. But he was here now, and that was what mattered most.
He was here, and he was never leaving the incredible woman behind again.
Emmett moved his lower body back and forth, drawing the earthshattering moment out for as long as he could. It wasn’t easy, given his cock was already about to explode, but he was a Marine, dammit. He couldcontrol himself long enough to give Janie the kind of night she deserved.
She hadn’t asked for any of this. Not the murdered intern or the hit that had apparently been put on her pretty head. But Janie Reynolds was nothing if not a fighter. A brave warrior determined to uncover the truth.
It was admirable as hell and made him want her even more. But that same bravery and determination that drew him in had also turned her into a killer’s target.
I can’t lose her.
Emmett’s previous thought ran through his mind as he thrust himself balls-deep into her core once again. Beneath him, Janie’s hips moved in time to the rhythm he’d set as her fingernails dug into the skin on his back.
“So good,” he muttered, sliding his aching erection in and out of her body.
Thrust for thrust, they continued moving as one. The feeling of being inside her was utterly indescribable.
Janie moaned, her head lolling to the other side as she held on tight. Emmett pushed himself forward and back with more speed, his thrusts becoming more forceful than they’d been before.
She lifted her hips from the mattress as more moans of her feminine pleasure filled the air. With his weight balanced on his forearms, they performed the sensual dance as old as time. Soon, a familiar tingling made its presence known at the base of his lower back and between his thighs.
His body ached and throbbed with the need for release, but first, he wanted to get her there once more. Moving his hand to the place where their bodies were joined, Emmett began working Janie’s swollen clit for the second time that night.
With the pads of his fingertips, he began drawing tight, invisible circles over the greedy nub. She gasped, her panted breaths coming out harder and faster as he brought her closer to the edge.
From the base of his spine, the telltale sign of his impending climax grew stronger. His balls tightened with the need to let go.
“Emmett,” Janie panted loudly.
He loved the way she said his name when she was about to come.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” Emmett could feel her body’s trembles beneath his own.
It wouldn’t be long before he lost all control, but his focus was on making her fly.
