Page 42 of Make Me Crazy (Loco, Texas 2)

“Was I doing it wrong,” she asked softly and he shook his head.

“It was wonderful, but if you’d kept going, I would have finished earlier than expected,” he said, playing with her hair.

“Oh. Oh,” she said, giggling. Cradling the back of his head, she pulled him down for a kiss, whispering, “We wouldn’t want that.”

Definitely not.

He came over her and the weight of him felt so right and his kisses stole every doubt from her head.

“Rand honey, bend your legs,” he said, guiding her.

She did what he asked, planting her feet flat on the bed and she felt the head of him slip inside her. She tensed up and he stopped, kissing her again. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around him and noticed his skin was lightly dampened with perspiration.

A few more inches in and she squirmed at the full feeling.

He pulled back and laid his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry, Rand.”

“Sorry for wha…OW! Son of a…” his mouth cut off her curse at the sharp pain as he slipped all the way in and stilled.

She glared at him as he kissed her and was tempted to bite his tongue.

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t want you to tense up and have it hurt worse.”

She shifted under him and muttered, “You could have told me it was going to hurt like that.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve never been with someone who hadn’t…” He ran his hand over her hair and cheek. “Does it hurt now?”

Did it hurt? No, not anymore, it just felt…like she couldn’t get comfortable. She shifted and he sucked in his breath. “Don’t move Rand.”

She ignored him, but this time when she squirmed, a little zing went through her. “Oh…”

He pulled out of her slowly, and slipped back in. Gasping at the sensation, she threw her head back and gripped his sides. He did it again, a little quicker and it felt good, so good.

“Okay” he asked as he continued his slow ministrations.

“Oh yes,” she breathed.

He didn’t ask her again, just plunged in and out, over and over until that heavy, throbbing feeling started building again. She held on tight to him and she climaxed hard, lifting her hips up as her muscles clenched and she put her mouth into his shoulder as she whimpered, “Ohhh….ohhh….”

His rhythm became uneven and she felt it, felt his shaft flexing and clenching as he came and she ran her hands up and down his back, a sense of power as he groaned against her ear. She kissed his shoulder and neck, licking at his skin and loving the weight of him on her body.

As his breathing slowed, he rolled to his side, taking her with him. Sprawled across his body, she stared down at him and he ran his finger over her mouth. “Are you sore?”

“I think I’m alright,” she said.

“Good. I really tried not to hurt you,” he said, lifting up to kiss her lips.

Snuggling back down against him, her eyes closed, and her body turned slack as he rubbed her back lightly, the gentle strokes lulling her into a deep, satisfied sleep.

Someone was banging on the front door and shouting. Rand sat up, dislodging Jakes arm from her naked waist.

Jumping out of the bed, she grabbed a t-shirt from her drawer and a pair of sweats, hopping from foot to foot as she pulled them on. Laughter from the bed brought her up short, and she looked over at Jake watching her.

“What are you laughing about,” she snapped, slipping the pants over her hips, covering her chest with the t-shirt.

“You’re cute,” he said simply, and she tried not to let those two words make her insides glow.

“Well, do you not hear the crazy person at the door? There might be something wrong,” she said, turning her back on him to pull the t-shirt over her head.

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