Only 06 - Winter Fire

overwhelming wave. He was everywhere, hot and powerful, tender and caressing, surrounding her.
    â€œTell me if I hurt you,” he said huskily.
    She barely heard the words. She knew only a sense of heat between her legs, and a stretching that went on andon, delicious, frightening, endless, sensuous beyond belief.
    Case made a throttled sound as he felt the sultry resistance of her body both pushing against him and at the same time inviting him to penetrate more deeply.
    â€œSarah?” he asked hoarsely. “Am I hurting you?”
    â€œI feel so…strange.”
    She shivered rhythmically. The fragile movements were like a mouth moving over his aroused flesh, kissing him intimately.
    â€œIt doesn’t hurt,” she said. “Not exactly.”
    He rolled over, taking her with him.
    She made a surprised sound when she found herself on top of his hips.
    â€œWhat are you doing?” she asked.
    â€œYou’re so sweet and tight,” he said, his voice thick. “This way you can decide how much of me you want.”
    â€œI don’t understand.”
    The corner of his mouth lifted.
    â€œLook down,” he said.
    Sarah did. Her eyes widened when she saw that their bodies were joined in the most elemental way possible.
    â€œWe’re…” Her voice dried up.
    â€œWe sure are. Well,” he amended, “we’re halfway there. The rest is up to you.”
    â€œHow?”
    â€œIf you want more, settle down on me a little, then lift up a little, then come back down.”
    Hesitantly she moved her hips.
    Sultry silk tugged at him.
    He clenched his jaw against the temptation to spend himself right then and there.
    â€œHow does it feel?” Case asked through his teeth.
    â€œI think I…like it.”
    She moved again, then again.
    He made a hoarse sound.
    Sarah froze.
    â€œDoes it hurt you?” she asked.
    â€œLike a meadowlark singing.”
    She hesitated, then smiled, understanding.
    â€œYou like it, too,” she murmured.
    â€œI’m not sure,” he said, lying through his teeth. “Try it a few more times.”
    Slowly she slid up and then down, then up again.
    His hand moved. Fingertips searched through her slick auburn thatch until he found the swollen knot of passion. He circled it, retreated, circled, retreated, spreading the liquid heat of her response between them.
    Eyes closed, shivering, whimpering with each breath, Sarah tried to get closer to his maddening, wildly arousing fingertips. Her hips rocked less tentatively over the aroused male flesh between her legs. He was a hard, full presence that wasn’t hurting her at all, not any longer.
    He felt incredibly good.
    Eyes smoldering, watching her, Case teased Sarah until her pleasure drenched both of them. Then he retreated.
    Her hips moved sharply, sinking him so far into her that his hand was pinned between their bodies. Only then did he give her what she needed, teasing and teaching her with every driving motion of his hips.
    Something both wild and beautiful spread up from their hot, joined bodies. Sarah’s eyes widened. There was no color in them, only dark centers dilated with pleasure. She shuddered and rocked hungrily, wanting more of Case, wanting to feel every bit of him as deep into her as he could get.
    Suddenly his whole body corded. With repeated, throttled shouts he spent himself inside her sleek heat.
    When the sounds and throbbing pulses went on and on, she became still, afraid that she had somehow hurt him. Anxiously she looked down at his face.
    It was drawn as though in pain. Sweat glistened on his forehead.
    â€œIs it your wound?” Sarah asked.
    He didn’t understand the words. All he knew was that her weight was lifting from him. He didn’t want that. He wanted to stay a while longer inside the tight, welcoming heat of her body.
    â€œDon’t move,” he said thickly.
    â€œIt is your wound,” she said, lifting herself away from him.
    With a hoarse sound he slid his hands across her thighs and buried himself inside her once more. Then he rolled his hips against her.
    Hard.
    Pleasure burst through her. She couldn’t move her hips in response, but she discovered she could move secretly, measuring and caressing him even while he pulsed deeply inside her.
    The shivering sweetness doubled. She clenched her body around him again and again, and gasped at the expanding pleasure. It was like talons of fire sliding into her,