BREAKING POINT

Jeremy looked at her thoughtfully, but he did not tell her what was passing through his mind. Penny was too contented to want to probe. But she could not help wondering why he had given her that strange look or what it signified.

Much later, holding her tightly in his arms in the darkness he said : “Everything all right, Penny”

And she answered sleepily. “Everything’s perfect Jeremy”

It was not until the moment before she fell asleep that she wondered if there were any deeper meaning behind that question. But she was too tired, too near sleep, to think it out. She snuggled a little closer to him and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, it was to see his handsome boyish face bending above her and to feel the passion of his lips against hers and the feverish, urgency of his caressing hands.

“Penny… Penny… My love” he whispered.

She caught fire from him and reached up for his kiss… On fire with love… With torment… With delight..

She wanted him inside her, on top of her, tangled up with her, loving her with the fierceness and ruthlessness that were the hallmarks of his personality.

She wanted him, all of him. Desperately.

Penny speared her fingers into his hair, loving the texture. Jeremy sat up and urged her closer until she was sitting with her legs on either side of him. Then he put his broad hands on her bottom and pulled her against the ridge of his erection.

Penny gasped as sensation streaked through her at the simple contact of their bodies through the thin fabric separating them. He flexed his hips, pressing hard into her center, and her body responded with a surge of moisture. The kiss deepened, their tongues tangling with an urgency she’d never experienced before. The kiss was hot, intense, and deep-but it wasn’t enough.

She tried to get closer, couldn’t stop the moan that vibrated in her throat.

He helped take off her nightie, And then he was lifting her, pushing her back onto the bed, coming down on top of her. His body was big and hard, and she loved the feel of him pressing into her.

When his hand closed over the slope of her breast, she arched her back, thrusting into his hand. He pinched her nipple, softly, expertly, until she was a quivering mass of sensitive nerve endings.

“Jeremy,” she said, her voice breathy and thick. Tears pressed against the backs of her eyes. Tears of joy.

“I know,” he replied before kissing his way down her neck, over her collarbone. His fingers shaped her ribs, the slope of her breast, the soft skin of her abdomen.

The moment his mouth closed over her nipple, she cried out. The pleasure was so intense, so unbelievably intense, as he sucked the hard, tight bud between his lips. Her fingers clutched in his hair, on his shoulders.

He slid a hand down her abdomen, beneath the silk of her panties, found the hot, wet center of her body. He groaned as his fingers sank between her legs.

Those fingers, those clever fingers began to play her body like a fine instrument. Two fingers pinched and kneaded her clitoris, making her cry out with the pleasure. And then he was dipping lower, inserting a finger into her body, joining it with a second one as his thumb took up the rhythm above.

His mouth played her nipples while his fingers stroked her-and Penny came unglued at the seams. Her body tightened painfully, so very painfully, as she flexed her hips and tried to make his hand move faster.

She could feel the release gathering, feel it coming, feel every cell of her body vibrate with energy and need- And then it happened. She reached the peak and fell off the other side, sobbing and gasping the whole way.

Jeremy loved Penny’s breathy little moans, the way she curled her fingers into his skin, the sweet intensity of her voice as she shattered beneath his fingertips-not to mention the hot, wet feel of her, the way she sizzled and shook, the scent of her skin-he loved it all.

His side hurt, but he didn’t care and simply adjusted to a more comfortable position. He’d never felt such sweet pain as the pain of his arousal. Penny was still shaking from the power of her release as he practically tore the silk panties from her body. Then he was shoving off his underwear and settling between her legs again. She opened to him immediately, her long legs wrapping around his hips as he pushed inside.

He had no finesse. None whatsoever. He’d lost it somewhere along the way. Penny was ready for him, more than ready, but she gasped a little at his possession, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she waited for her body to accommodate him.

But he couldn’t speak, couldn’t ask her if she was okay, because it took every ounce of control he had not to take her hard and fast. His body urged him to cast off restraint, to use her sweet lushness for his pleasure, to spend himself wildly in frenzied lovemaking.

He held himself rigidly, fighting for control-and then she reached up with a soft hand, stroked it across his cheek.

“Jeremy,” she said softly. “Oh, Jer.”

Tears glazed her eyes, but he understood instinctively that they weren’t tears of pain or unhappiness. My God, she was beautiful, he thought.

Just like that, he lost whatever tenuous grip on his sanity that he’d had. He began to move, relentless, stroking into her body. He rode her hard, but she met him all the way, her lush body tilting up to his, her hips opening to him, her lovely breasts bouncing with the force of their lovemaking.

It drove him insane. She drove him insane. He held on as long as he could, held on to the tight knot of pleasure gathering at the base of his spine until he felt her body tighten around him. A moment later and she was arching her back, thrusting her breasts up, gasping as her climax hit her. He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, gloried in the sharpening of her cry as he increased her pleasure.

She was so incredibly responsive. When she collapsed on the bed again, he grasped her buttocks and lifted her to him, angling her until her body began to spark once more. It didn’t take much to make her come again.

This time when she went over the edge, he went with her, spilling his body into hers with such force that his vision went black for a split second. It was the most amazing thing.