Worth the Risk_ A Contemporary - Megan Hart Page 0,188

cock swelled within her, stretching her further.

Her clitoris ached to be touched. Josie arched her back to push herself onto Jack harder. With every thrust, her clit throbbed harder and she got closer to coming, but it wasn’t…quite…enough…

Then Jack did it. He slipped one hand around to put his first two fingers directly on her swollen clit. Josie cried out and shuddered. She was so wet his fingers slid over and around her engorged clit like he’d covered them in oil. She clutched the pillow harder and pushed herself up on her hands.

Jack took her clit between his thumb and finger, and pinched gently. The sensation was so new and so unaccustomed it shocked her into an orgasm unlike any other she’d ever had. A fierce, sharp burst of pleasure jabbed her directly beneath his tweaking fingers, then built again into another, fiercer burst. She had no aftershocks, no rippling contractions, and no sense of the pleasure fading, as she usually did. Just one burst after another, like a series of fireworks.

“Jack!”

She shuddered and wriggled beneath him. He slipped out of her, and she cried in protest, even as his fingers still kept up their gentle pressure. Another burst of orgasm built and crested. He took his hand away and pushed her onto her back.

Jack slid into her again, to the hilt. She slipped her arms around his back to hold him closer then hooked her feet around his calves. He put his hands under her ass to tilt her further onto his cock. The angle opened her more and sent her spiraling into a final orgasm.

Waves of climax rolled over her. Her nipples tightened. She felt as though everything in her body, blood and air, was pulling inward, downward, into the tiny button of her clitoris. Tighter, tighter, drawing together like a fist clenching. She let out a low, small cry, and said his name over and over.

All at once, she opened like a flower beneath the springtime sun. Ecstasy shot from her center and radiated through her entire body. She rose, she flew, she fell apart, and came back together.

Josie lost her breath with the intensity of her climax. Stars sparkled in her vision. She gasped and writhed, and pulled Jack against her harder. He dipped his head to fasten his mouth where her neck met her shoulder. The sting of his bite sent another wave of pleasure rocketing through her. The aftershocks built until she came again, less intensely but no less pleasurably than the first.

He kissed the bite he’d made. His thrusts became faster and more ragged. His fingers gripped the softness of her buttocks and he pulled her against him tighter.

Josie, still flying, clutched his back and nuzzled his neck. Jack moaned. She replied with a small, encouraging noise of her own.

“Josie.” He panted her name, and the end of it trailed into another groan.

He shuddered. She felt him beat beside inside of her, rapidly, like the flutter of a moth on a windowpane. She held him tighter as he gave one final thrust and fully buried himself inside her.

They stayed without moving for a few long moments, until he rolled to her side. He pulled her close, so she pillowed her head on his chest. Josie put her hand over his heart, which slowly ceased its rampant thumping and returned to a normal pace.

There seemed to be so much to say, but no words adequate to say it. She contented herself with silence and the sound of his heart in her ear. He stroked her hair and held her close.

“I thought you didn’t like redheads,” she said drowsily, as sleep began to overtake her.

“You should know me better than that. I love a redhead.” Jack toyed with a strand of her auburn hair, then squeezed her. He gave a low, throaty chuckle and another of his heart-stopping, thigh-spreading grins. “Baby.”

Opening the Door

Chapter 1

Josie woke to the sensation of something wet on her toes. Reflexively, she shot out her foot beneath the covers. It connected with something. Hard.

“Damn, Josie!”

Jack threw off the covers and appeared at the foot of the bed, rubbing his head. “What’re you doing?”

Josie giggled and reached for him. “Sorry, baby. You startled me.”

Jack grumbled, but let her kiss the spot she’d wounded before curling along her body and nestling his head in the curve of her shoulder. “I thought I’d surprise you.’

“You certainly did.”

Waking up with Jack was a pleasure Josie still couldn’t quite get used to. It had been seven