Page 22 of Crazy for You (Loco, Texas 1)

“Wow, really? Most men would rather die than go shopping,” she said, smiling.

“Yeah, we would, but I figure this way, I get to spend time with you, and maybe we can find a dressing room—”

“Sex in public has never been a fantasy of mine. And you a police officer too. Tsk tsk,” she said, her face a mask of mock disappointment.

“Hmmm…okay. No sex in public places. Does that count cars?”

He playfully nipped the top of her breast and ran his hands over her shoulders as he took her nipple into his mouth.

“Not if it’s parked somewhere private. And back to the role-playing thing, I’m thinking I want to add a scenario.”

Blowing on the wet peak, he asked, “What’s that?”

“I think I want to role-play where you’re the hot cop and I’m the dirty criminal.”

He looked up in surprise, and then he grinned. “Handcuffs?”

“Definitely.” She wrapped her legs and arms around him and kissed him hard.

“Now?”

“Oh yes.”

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He wanted to cut them. Slide his blade across the fucker’s throat and stab him over and over.

And her. How could she? He had waited for her. He had held out for her, and she had betrayed him. She had to pay too. She needed to learn who she belonged to.

Standing in the shadows outside the window, he watched as she pulled against the handcuffs her lover had snapped onto her wrists, her beautiful eyes closed and her mouth open. He felt his cock stir as he watched her pale breasts thrust up in the moonlight. His gaze traveled down the flat of her stomach, the dip of her belly button, until he saw her sprawled legs and the cop’s head bent between them, feasting on her flesh.

It should have been him with her, worshipping her. Reaching into his pants, he jerked on himself as he watched, picturing himself in the cop’s place. She would be warm, wet, and taste sweet.

He came hard, easily, after waiting so long. The wait was over now.

He would have her, one way or the other. Whether he forgave her betrayal was another matter entirely.

Chapter Eight

Deana felt Finn’s mouth sucking on her flesh, and she groaned as her eyes squinted against the brightness of the sun.

“I swear, if you give me a hickey, I’m going to kick your ass,” she muttered, even as she leaned her head farther to the side, giving him better access.

“Yes, ma’am.” He stopped the gentle suction, and grinned down at her. “I’m going to run to the store for some eggs, okay? Sleep. I’ll be back in a bit.”

She rolled over and pouted. “Eggs? We don’t need no stinking eggs.” She ran her hand down until she was cupping him through his jeans. “I’m not hungry for food anyway.”

Taking her hand, he brought the palm up to his mouth. “Well, I am. You wrung me out and exhausted me, woman. If I’m going to be any good to you today, I need sustenance.”

Her heart skipped at his teasing. “Okay. I guess I’ll hop in the shower, then.”

“Okay, stinky,” he said, heading for the door.

Deana picked up one of his pillows and threw it, hitting him in the back of his head with it. “Ass!”

He turned and with an evil grin stalked back toward her. Squealing, she jumped out of bed and into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door.

“Ha! Can’t get me!”

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