to take that as some sort of invitation because he left her nipple and swooped up to capture her mouth.
That woke her up. Josie opened her eyes and her mouth to protest, but couldn’t speak around his tongue. The intimacy they shared had always been based on their long history. She’d seen Jack in more compromising positions than any woman had the right to have seen her future husband in. There really was nothing between them that could ever be embarrassing again. All the same—
“Morning breath, Jack!” she muttered, moving away from his kiss. “Come on, what’s gotten into you?”
“I want to get into you.”
Another time she’d have laughed at his comment, but he didn’t sound like he was being blithe. He kissed her again, fiercely.
She put her hand on his chest to hold him off her for a minute, meaning to scold, but the look in his eyes stopped her. He took advantage of her hesitation to kiss her again, and she let him, despite the morning breath. Jack was a phenomenal kisser really, and Josie couldn’t resist him. His lips nibbled hers, his tongue swept inside her mouth. His large hands came up to cup her breasts.
He nestled himself between her legs and slid inside her before she even had the chance to protest. By that time, there was no question she was awake and more than a little annoyed, but damn it, also aroused. He could do that to her with the simplest of touches.
“Jack.” She’d meant to scold, but his name came out in a breathy sort of whisper, cut off by his next kiss.
He rolled over, arms beneath her to support her, and she ended up on top. He thrust inside her, then pushed her back gently until she sat up with him still firmly seated inside her.
“I want to look at you. You’re so beautiful.”
She’d be a real bitch if she complained about him now, when he was being so sweet…and oh, with what he was doing with his thumb. Yum. Josie moved with him, her clit rubbing on his thumb with every thrust. Sweet tension coiled in her loins as Jack urged her toward orgasm.
He took his hand away to hold onto both her hips, keeping her steady while his thrusts got harder. “Touch yourself.”
She smiled as she slid her hand down between them to comply. “You love that, don’t you?”
“I love you,” Jack answered with another slow thrust. “I love to watch your face when you come.”
It had taken Josie a bit of time to get used to Jack’s penchant for talking dirty, but now she couldn’t imagine making love without conversation. Past lovers had been content with or even insistent on silence while fucking; not Jack. The more she said, the more turned on he got. It was just one of the many surprises she’d discovered when turning friendship into love. He’d led her down quite a few new paths in that regard.
“I love when you watch me,” is what she said in reply, and bit her lower lip because she knew he thought that was sexy.
Her fingertip found her clit and she rubbed it. She made a noise that Jack echoed, which made Josie smile. Sex noises always did. But her smile became parted lips when she gasped as his movements got faster and harder.
“I love it when you’re on top.” Jack’s hands slid up to toy with her nipples.
She’d closed her eyes to concentrate on the orgasm rushing toward her, but now she cracked one open to peek at him. “You do?”
He made a noise low in his throat. “Hell, yes.”
Her hesitation broke their rhythm for a moment, but Jack picked it up again with ease. “I don’t have to worry about hurting you.”
That sweet sentiment moved her to bend and kiss him. “You don’t hurt me, Jack.”
His arms came around her, clutching her so hard he almost did hurt her. He stopped moving inside her. “I don’t want to ever hurt you, Josie.”
Again, unease slithered through her. This was not like Jack, this ooey-gooey sentimentality. She had no time to dwell on it, though, because he started moving inside her again and, in this position, every time he slid in or out, her clit brushed tantalizingly against his taut, ridged stomach.
“Jack…” Her voice was just a shuddery, quavery whisper. Sparkles of pleasure built inside her, turning her to fire, making her entire body shiver with desire.
“Come with me, Josie. I want to feel you come with me.”
She did.