slightly out then drove with great force into her.
Meghan saw the passion in Jord’s eyes, his intensity, as he thrust into her again and again. She rode the wave of pleasure, higher and higher. What was he doing to her? How could she even survive such ecstasy?
Her core exploded with sensation, molten lava flowing, as she soared to new heights. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. She could only hold on, clutching at the bed sheets, as the world crumbled around her. There was nothing else. Not him. Not her. Only them, united. In that instant in time he was so much a part of her she found it hard to tell where he ended and she began.
Jord’s final plunge set off a chain reaction of electric charges throughout her body as he emptied himself into her. Again and again he filled her—warmth, passion, elation.
Jord collapsed on her and she felt his hot breath, panting on her neck. She could feel his heart beating strongly in his chest. His weight on her was not so much crushing as enfolding. They fit together, fully, completely. She could stay like this forever.
Jord raised himself on one elbow. “You are an amazing woman, Meghan Larson.” A solitary finger blazed a trail of heat down her arm.
Her head was reeling, the room was spinning, but she found her breath at last.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Jord Thorson.”
Chapter 12
Jord could have stayed in bed with Meghan for days. He savored the soft touch of her skin, the smell of her hair. The way she moved beneath him. Why did the world have to be in such chaos? They had to get up and get going, but ‘just five more minutes’ lengthened into forty-five minutes of talking, touching, and so much more.
The hard knocking at the front door startled them both. Jord bounded from the bed, taking only enough time to slip into a pair of jeans before going to see who was at the door.
Meghan was also scampering to put some clothes on, so he pulled shut the bedroom door to give her some privacy. Who could be at the door? No one even knew they were here.
Before he could even reach the front door it opened.
“There is a war going on, you know.” Val strode confidently into the cabin. He should have known.
She had a bag of groceries in one hand, and a small pack in the other. She handed the pack to Jord. “Go finish getting dressed, and give this to Meghan. I imagine she’d prefer a change of clothing that fits, over what she’ll find in the closet in there.”
Jord turned a bit red. He’d lost himself in the moment, forgotten how closely Val watched him, even when she wasn’t around.
Val shooed him away. “Go. I’ll get some breakfast started. A good breakfast. You’re going to need it. There have been some new developments.”
Jord went to Meghan’s room and softly knocked on the door. “It’s me,” he said, before opening it. She was still naked, wonderfully naked, rummaging through the dresser.
“Val brought you this.” He handed her the pack. “Probably just what you’re looking for, if I know her.”
“Val?”
He just smiled and shrugged. “Yeah.”
Jord stepped back, closing the door, then went into his own room to finish getting dressed. He could hear Val in the kitchen cracking and scrambling eggs. Knowing Val she was probably planning to load them up with vegetables. He smelled bread beginning to toast. It was probably whole grain, nuts and twigs, high fiber stuff. Another sniff brought a smile to his face though. At least she was making coffee.
He finished dressing just as the door to Meghan’s room opened. Meghan was wearing comfortable looking cargo pants, a sensible pair of boots, and a stylish sweater that hugged her curves in all the right places. Places he had just finished hugging and would like to hug again. What was it about this woman that took his breath away?
“I need to go shopping with Val sometime.” Meghan spun to show off her ensamble. “She has great taste.”
“Yeah, she’s irritating like that.” Jord
Meghan saw the passion in Jord’s eyes, his intensity, as he thrust into her again and again. She rode the wave of pleasure, higher and higher. What was he doing to her? How could she even survive such ecstasy?
Her core exploded with sensation, molten lava flowing, as she soared to new heights. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. She could only hold on, clutching at the bed sheets, as the world crumbled around her. There was nothing else. Not him. Not her. Only them, united. In that instant in time he was so much a part of her she found it hard to tell where he ended and she began.
Jord’s final plunge set off a chain reaction of electric charges throughout her body as he emptied himself into her. Again and again he filled her—warmth, passion, elation.
Jord collapsed on her and she felt his hot breath, panting on her neck. She could feel his heart beating strongly in his chest. His weight on her was not so much crushing as enfolding. They fit together, fully, completely. She could stay like this forever.
Jord raised himself on one elbow. “You are an amazing woman, Meghan Larson.” A solitary finger blazed a trail of heat down her arm.
Her head was reeling, the room was spinning, but she found her breath at last.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Jord Thorson.”
Chapter 12
Jord could have stayed in bed with Meghan for days. He savored the soft touch of her skin, the smell of her hair. The way she moved beneath him. Why did the world have to be in such chaos? They had to get up and get going, but ‘just five more minutes’ lengthened into forty-five minutes of talking, touching, and so much more.
The hard knocking at the front door startled them both. Jord bounded from the bed, taking only enough time to slip into a pair of jeans before going to see who was at the door.
Meghan was also scampering to put some clothes on, so he pulled shut the bedroom door to give her some privacy. Who could be at the door? No one even knew they were here.
Before he could even reach the front door it opened.
“There is a war going on, you know.” Val strode confidently into the cabin. He should have known.
She had a bag of groceries in one hand, and a small pack in the other. She handed the pack to Jord. “Go finish getting dressed, and give this to Meghan. I imagine she’d prefer a change of clothing that fits, over what she’ll find in the closet in there.”
Jord turned a bit red. He’d lost himself in the moment, forgotten how closely Val watched him, even when she wasn’t around.
Val shooed him away. “Go. I’ll get some breakfast started. A good breakfast. You’re going to need it. There have been some new developments.”
Jord went to Meghan’s room and softly knocked on the door. “It’s me,” he said, before opening it. She was still naked, wonderfully naked, rummaging through the dresser.
“Val brought you this.” He handed her the pack. “Probably just what you’re looking for, if I know her.”
“Val?”
He just smiled and shrugged. “Yeah.”
Jord stepped back, closing the door, then went into his own room to finish getting dressed. He could hear Val in the kitchen cracking and scrambling eggs. Knowing Val she was probably planning to load them up with vegetables. He smelled bread beginning to toast. It was probably whole grain, nuts and twigs, high fiber stuff. Another sniff brought a smile to his face though. At least she was making coffee.
He finished dressing just as the door to Meghan’s room opened. Meghan was wearing comfortable looking cargo pants, a sensible pair of boots, and a stylish sweater that hugged her curves in all the right places. Places he had just finished hugging and would like to hug again. What was it about this woman that took his breath away?
“I need to go shopping with Val sometime.” Meghan spun to show off her ensamble. “She has great taste.”
“Yeah, she’s irritating like that.” Jord
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