Page 40 of Make Me Crazy (Loco, Texas 2)

Moving her hands, he looked up at her with a soft smile. “Trust me.”

She hesitated, but didn’t stop him as he finished removing her panties, dipped his head and pushed his searching tongue inside her.

She jerked against him, and he held the cheeks of her ass tight as he licked and sucked her flesh, reveling in the way her body started to shake as he found the little nub of her clit, and, slipping his lips over it, drawing it into his mouth. Holding it there, he flicked it over and over with his tongue, feeling the little button swell.

She’s a virgin, idiot. You should be doing this in a bed.

Standing abruptly, he scooped her up and strode across the room towards the hall. He felt the soft press of her lips against his neck, and dipped his head to capture them as he walked into her bedroom, setting her on the bed. Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, he drew it over her head, her bra following quickly behind it. When she stood before him, gloriously naked, he took in every curve, every dip.

“God, Rand…” he said, kneeling again. Dipping his head, he took the pink tip of her breast into his mouth, suckling her nipple as he clasped his hand over the other and squeezed it gently, tweaking her nipple with his thumb and fore finger. Rand’s hands slipped behind the back of his head and held him against her flesh, the sounds of her pleasure echoing in the quiet of the bedroom.

Releasing her breast, he slid his hand down between her legs and with a searching finger found her warm core and pushed it inside. Parting her flesh, he roughly massaged the tight nub of her clit, listening to her harsh breathing. The breathy sound of his name on her lips made his already aching cock jerk and he kissed his way down her body, pushing her back on the bed, but she caught herself on her elbows.

Their gazes locked as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and worked her with his mouth again, spreading the lips of her sex as he thrust his tongue in and out of her. He could feel the tight muscles clenching and he slipped one finger inside, curving up to find the rough flesh inside and knew he had hit pay dirt when she cried out.

Using his finger inside and his tongue to work her clit quickly, he whispered, “Come for me baby.”

Sucking her clit into his mouth, increasing the pressure and the flicks of his tongue, he almost smiled as she arched up and yelled, her passage tightening around his finger as she spasmed.

The aftershocks of pleasure jerked her body beneath him, and he released her clit, kissing her mound as he pulled away with a smile. She was flat on the bed, her fists clenching and unclenching, the rise and fall of her breasts rapid and mesmerizing.

Slipping his finger out of her, he sat next to her on the bed, kicking his boots off. Her hand touched the skin of his back, caressing it above his pants, and he turned, laying down next to her on his elbow. Looking into her softly dazed eyes, the smile of her face made his own lips kick up in amusement.

Dipping his head he kissed her smiling mouth which opened under his eagerly, and his cock twitched again.

“You know, I really just came over here to talk to you.” He whispered, his hand running over her breasts as he took her mouth again.

When he pulled away, her eyes were closed, her lips parted. She arched into his hand and he chuckled at the soft sigh she gave as he took her ear lobe into his mouth and nibbled.

“About what,” she asked breathlessly.

He stopped his administrations and pulled back to look her in the eye. “About marrying Red.”

Her eyes flew open. “He told you?”

His gut clenched at her words. “Yeah, he told me.”

Rand could barely form coherent thought processing after the roller coaster of pleasure Jake had just given her. Reaching behind her, she brought the quilt from the end of her bed over to cover her breasts, and took in his expression. She could have sworn he looked hurt, but that was ridiculous. Maybe he was just upset that she hadn’t told him first? But why?

“I haven’t said yes,” she said her gaze dropping away from his.

She felt the soft touch of Jake’s fingers as he tucked her hair back from her face, and looked back up to meet his gaze. “Are you going to?”

Was she? Did she really have a choice? Only Red wanted to try for a real marriage…but there was nothing between them. Not like there was with Jake.

“I don’t have a lot of other options,” she said, her hand involuntarily reaching out to trace his mouth.

He caught her hand and laid a nipping kiss on her palm. “If you did? Have other options? Would you marry him then?”

Her heart slammed in her chest like a boxing glove. “I…” she swallowed hard as she worked up the nerve to get it out, “Red wants a real marriage. He wants the option to have perks…to see if it could turn into something lasting.”

Jake stiffened, and his grip on her hand tightened. “I see.”

No you don’t! She screamed internally. When she saw he was moving, like he was going to get up and leave, she threw herself against him, landing on his chest as he fell back onto the bed.

“But there’s a problem. He kissed me and it was unexpected, but nothing happened.” His face snapped into an irritated scowl, and she quickly continued, “I don’t think it would be fair to Red to marry him when the only man I want to kiss is you.”

The smile that spread across his lips did fluttery things to her insides. “Is that a proposal?”

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