The Risk (Xtreme Heroes 1)

Noah fitted his body to hers, and she bent her knees to cradle his hips. “I think that’s the alcohol.”

“Oh no.” She grinned and laughed, rolled her head side to side. “That is all you, Superstar.”

And when her eyes finally found his, something there reached inside him and twisted. It was like seeing a whole different side of her—a happy, vibrant, sweet woman hidden behind the rigid rules and the tough exterior. He couldn’t say he’d ever been more attracted to a woman than he was to Julia in this moment.

He stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers, but his cock was demanding some action. She smiled, easy and loose, kissing his fingers on the way past, then tightened her arms around his neck and pulled them both upright. Noah rested his back against the footboard as she straddled his lap, reached between them, and stroked his cock.

With her lips against his, she murmured, “Condom?”

He groaned but leaned forward and reached for the nightstand. Wincing, he drew out the square packet and ripped it open with his teeth. When she reached for it, he dodged her grasp. If those talented hands of hers rolled the condom on, he’d probably explode. “I got it.”

She laid a trail of hot kisses down the side of his neck until she reached his shoulder, where her teeth grazed his skin.

When he had the condom on, he took her face in both hands and expressed his hunger through his kiss. Julia didn’t need any instruction. While her tongue toyed with his, she stroked his cock, rose up on her knees, and rubbed his head back and forth across her wet opening, her heat calling to him.

Every stroke of her plump pussy shot a surge of lust through his cock, and excitement pooled at the base of his spine. Her tightness enveloped his head in damp perfection. She pulled out of the kiss to lean back and watch their bodies merge—and how hot was that?

She lifted with her knees, sliding his head in and out, in and out, lubing him up with her juice and making Noah shake with need.

“Holy mother of God.” His fingers dug into her hips. “Just fuck me already.”

She had her lower lip between her teeth when she eased down onto his shaft. Her body parted reluctantly, then closed around him inch by exquisite inch.

“I can’t take this much longer,” he rasped. “If you don’t get me in there, I’m gonna come all over your pussy.”

“Do you want good or do you want fast?”

“I want it all.” He ground his teeth and leaned back to fist his hands until his fingers went numb. He wanted to touch her, kiss her, press his face into her breasts, slide their bodies together, but he was already biting the inside of his cheek to hold his orgasm back. And once he got all the way inside her, all bets were off.

She continued to take him, inch by unbearable thrusting inch. Her brow tightened. Eyes darkened. She finally released his cock and dug one hand into his shoulder; the other gripped a handful of his hair—and she was strong. The bite added a dark, delicious edge to an already wildly erotic fuck.

“Julia, I’m not going to—”

“Shit,” she said, voice tense, high-pitched. “God, I don’t know…” She whimpered. “I can’t wait. I’m sorry, I can’t…I can’t… Ah God…”

She quickened her pace and bucked hard with a scream. Back arching, hips thrusting, she pushed him balls-deep and squeezed and squeezed and squeezed in wet, convulsive bursts.

A warm surge coated Noah’s cock, and his hips lunged without consent, but he slid easily with the lube from her climax, and damn, that was wicked. Almost as wicked as that surprise monster orgasm. The intense milking sensation was bizarre and erotic and blow-his-mind amazing. He dug his hands into her hips and pulled her down to meet his thrusts.

“Yes,” she cried. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. God…”

She nearly got off by herself and she was multi-orgasmic? How lucky could a guy get?

Noah sank deep, again and again. She was so tight, he felt every ridge and every squeeze. He wanted this to go on and on. Wanted this thrilling knot in his gut all night. But he wasn’t even going to last another thirty seconds.

“Bring it, baby,” he murmured to her, adding a little tilt of his pelvis when their hips met to stroke her clit. “Give me another one.”

As if on command, she whimpered, bowed, shuddered, and screamed. Her walls pumped, pumped, pumped, and Noah’s climax exploded. Spotlights popped behind his eyelids; guttural growls rolled from his throat. The wave crashed hard, receded, and crashed again, each wave smaller and smaller until Julia’s pussy stopped spasming around him, and they floated in a calm, warm, utterly sated state.

Her forehead fell to his shoulder, her full weight easing onto his thighs. Her ragged breaths bathed his skin with heat. Noah didn’t want to move or think or talk. He wished he could roll to his back and pass out with this blissful sensation filling him, but he needed a shower. They needed a shower. Because he planned on doing this again and again tonight.

Her fingers toyed with a strand of his hair, twisting it lazily, her breathing quick and shallow. “Crazy,” she murmured, barely a whisper. “Hoped you’d…be like this.”

He tilted his head, nuzzled her jaw. “Like what?”

“Insane. Intense. Best ever.”

Best ever.