Degree of Risk. Lindsay McKenna

skimmed his hands up her arms, holding her serious expression. “Tell me, Sarah. Tell me everything.”

      He sat up, moved his hands around her torso and unhooked her bra, her beautiful breasts spilling out of the cups. Her mind shorted out as he dropped the bra to the floor, curved his hands around those sensitive globes.

      “You don’t play fair!” Sarah choked, leaning into his hands, her entire body trembling violently as he moved his thumbs across her hard nipples. She began to melt as bolts of electricity shot from her breasts straight to her womb. Her mind started to dissolve.

      “I’m a SEAL,” he rasped, leaning down, taking one beautiful nipple into his mouth, suckling her, feeling her tremble and cry out. “I like to win,” he murmured, lifting his head. “Now, what do you want me to do to you? I’m listening.”

      Sarah could barely think, his roughened hands caressing her, the heat intensifying in her lower body. “I—” She gulped, forcing herself to think through the haze of sex overtaking her. “Ethan,” she said, holding his smiling gray eyes, “I won’t break, dammit! Stop treating me like I’m some priceless vase that will shatter if you touch it the wrong way.” Her voice broke. “Please?”

      “Are you sure?” he growled, holding very still, holding her beautiful soft warm breasts in his palms.

      Sarah felt herself unraveling with hunger so sharp, it almost pained her. “I’m positive, Ethan.” His expression was questioning, as if he weren’t sure. “You said I had the control. Okay, fine, I do. I’ll be the first one to tell you to stop or not do something. I have a mouth. I speak. So, stop worrying, will you?”

      A slow grin came to his mouth. “I hear you, sweet one. Are you ready to ride?”

      Confused, Sarah looked at him. “What?”

      Ethan released her breasts and slid his hands downward to the band of her silky white panties. Easing them off her, he coaxed her, “Come on,” he said, spanning her waist. “Climb on top of me.”

      Sarah trusted Ethan with her life. As he lay down on the bed, he positioned her so that her thighs rested on either side of his hips.

      “Now,” he grated, “sink down on me. Take what you want. When you’re hungry like this, this is a hell of a fast way to get what you’re after.”

      His dark words echoed like fire though her. She sank lower and instantly, her wet, aching core contacted his erection. Eyes shuttering closed, Sarah felt the heat and raw pleasure as her weight settled upon his length. Ethan’s powerful thighs tensed and he groaned. His hands remained loose on her hips, not forcing her to do anything.

      Ethan looked into her half-closed eyes as she placed her hands against his chest. “Experiment. Move. See what feels best for you.”

      What wasn’t a pleasure? He was so hard and she melted like sweet honey around him. The moment he settled his hands on her hips, pulling her down upon him a little more firmly, a cry erupted in surprise from her.

      “Put you full weight down on me,” he growled, watching her cheeks flame pink as the pleasure fired through her body. “You can’t hurt me....” It was almost as if Ethan was so intoxicated by her he could barely put two words together.

      That was all the coaxing she needed. Sarah leaned forward, her hands splayed out across his chest, the delicious sensations rippling through her core and leaving her gasping in surprise. Her fingers tunneled through the fine, dark hair across Ethan’s chest as she rocked back and forth, discovering where the most pleasure could be found. Her whole lower body throbbed, clenched, wanting even more. Ethan lifted his hips, moving slowly into her, widening her, causing her to cry out in whimpers of raw, primal rapture.

      Her body accommodated, flexed as Ethan slowly began to thrust into her. Capturing her hips, he brought her firmly down upon him. Instantly her womb spasmed and she couldn’t take in a breath. He slid her against him faster and when Ethan lifted his hips, the downward pressure on her core splintered into a million exploding suns, undulating throughout her in wave after wave of ecstasy.

      Sarah arched, a low, animal-like cry tearing out of her. She was a helpless prisoner to her hungry orgasm, clenching and unclenching, driving her to the edge of faintness. Sarah lost her mind, tumbling and falling into her awakened, famished body. She felt singed, like Icarus who had flown too close to the sun, exploding into flames and falling, falling, falling....

      Ethan smiled as Sarah experienced the gift of release. She tightened around him, muscles squeezing him so damned tightly, he could barely control himself. Her body was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her fingers digging deep into his chest. He felt tortured, so damn close to coming, wanting to surge into her, take her, but he waited until she began to collapse around him.

      “Come here,” he said, gently taking Sarah and placing her on her back.

      She was gasping for air, her chest heaving, trembling. Ethan gave her a very feral look, sliding his hand beneath her hips, pulling her up against him. Her eyes flew open. He thrust deeply into her. A wild moan tore out of her, the pleasure amping up within her like unexpected lightning.

      Ethan felt her tightness around him, the sweetness of her body enclosing him, and he gave a guttural groan, feeling the searing edge of ecstasy stalking him. Gritting his teeth, he jerked and surged powerfully into the liquid fire of her body. Sweat coursed down his temples, his shoulders and chest damp as the release flowed out of him. His entire body felt paralyzed with fiery pleasure. Dimly, he heard Sarah cry out, gripping his thick shoulders, her hips bucking against him. He wished he had that kind of staying power and helped her prolong her pleasure until she finally collapsed beneath him, breaths tearing out of her mouth.

      Lying across her, mindful of his weight, Ethan planted his elbows just above Sarah’s shoulders. Leaning down, he skimmed his mouth across her parted, panting lips. Sarah’s eyes barely opened, a burning turquoise-blue.

      Ethan smiled faintly. “Damn, you’re an incredible goddess. And so hot and sweet...” He took her mouth, drawing her ragged breaths into him. Eventually Ethan removed himself, brought Sarah to his side and then wrapped his arms around her, tucking her against his body.

      * * *

      Sarah awoke sleepily. Her body still glowed in the aftermath. She became aware of Ethan curved protectively around her, one of his arms beneath her neck, the other across her waist. His breath was shallow, indicating he was sleeping. Sarah had no idea what time it was. The light peeking around the dark floor-to-ceiling drapes didn’t tell her anything. She didn’t want to move, warm and happy in Ethan’s arms. His moist breath feathered softly across her temple and brow. Closing her eyes, Sarah simply wanted to imprint the moment, the fierce love she held for him in her heart. Even in sleep, Ethan guarded her and shielded her. She didn’t know that a man could make her feel protected until Ethan had stepped into her life.

      Sarah felt Ethan awaken, nothing sharp or jolting, rather as if coming out of a deep, luxurious sleep. He moved his hand to her belly, his long fingers splaying out across it. His breathing changed, became deeper and slower. Opening her eyes, she turned her head and met his sleepy gray eyes. Her gaze dropped to his mouth and she couldn’t resist, lifting herself to kiss him softly. For the next few moments they languished.

      Groaning, Ethan turned on his back, drawing Sarah into his arms, her head coming to rest against his right shoulder. “I was dreaming I was making love to this incredible goddess. She had such full, beautiful breasts, nice widely curved hips, the kind a man can hold on to....”

      She smiled and nestled against him, his flesh warm and hard against hers. “I like the dream,” she whispered, “I think I was in it.”

      “Sarah, you were the main attraction.” He wiped his eyes with the palm of his hand. “God, you can drive a man insane with that body of yours.”

      She laughed softly, moving her fingers through the silky hair across his chest. “Well, you certainly help me lose my mind, too.”

      “We’re good together,” Ethan agreed.

      Sarah