Texas CHAOS (Texas Heroes Book 2) (22 page)

“Love me, Logan,” she whispered, needing to know that he cared.

“I do, I cherish you, Jenna.” God, his heart felt like it would burst. He'd been hard for hours. His body had begged him to pull into a rest stop and make love to her, but he wanted to get her home and take his time. This wasn't a woman you fucked in a hurry, this was a woman you made love to leisurely – thoroughly.

“Really?” Her face broke out into a happy smile as she nestled close to him, pressing those naked tits against his heated skin. “I am so happy.”

“Good.” He wanted to make her happy. He'd spent the last couple of decades living his life for others – building the ranch, offering a home to his parents, serving the community by fighting whatever might try to harm them. The one thing he'd ever wanted in life was in his arms and he intended to enjoy life to the fullest and enjoy the woman who made him thankful he was a man.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her body playfully against his. “I'm ready.”

“You are?” He laughed as she sneaked a hand between them, finding his cock and stroking it. “For what?” Taking one strong finger, he traced a path from her delectable cleavage down to the velvet soft Venus mound between her legs.

“For this.” She gripped his cock and pumped it, loving how he closed his eyes and groaned.

“And this?” He countered, letting his fingers dip into her folds. When her hips bucked and her back arched, he let out a growl of satisfaction. “Someday I'll show you how I jack-offed thinking about you.” Leaning in, he kissed the edge of her ear. “Let you hear how I would call your name when I came.”

“Oh, yea, Logan,” she whimpered. “I want to do that, I want to do it all with you.”

As if sealing the deal, he brought his fingers to his mouth, the same fingers he'd just used to tease her clit and sucked them. He moaned at her taste. She inhaled and held her breath at the sight. “First things first. I want to savor you.” With one hand he eased her back on the mattress, then followed her down, stretching out between her thighs. “Open up for me, sweetheart. Let me look at you.” She let him press her legs wide apart, then jumped with he blew a breath across the aroused wet flesh. He looked up at her as she quivered beneath him. “Hold on to me, this is going to be good.”

Jenna gripped his shoulders as he leaned in, burying his face between her thighs. She chewed on her lower lip as he drew her clit between his lips, covering it for a heated kiss. As he nudged it, swirling the hard pearl with his tongue, Jenna's hand slipped to the duvet cover and she gripped it, sinking her fingers into the soft material. “Logan!” Her whole body throbbed with excitement.

“Like that?” He set out to drive her certifiably insane. With eager kisses, he licked and laved the delicate folds.

“God, yes!” Now her hands were in his hair, using them to steer and anchor his head right where she needed it to be. Dipping his tongue into the silken channel, spearing deep enough to make her hips flex, Logan tongue-fucked her until she gasped his name. “Logan!”

He smiled, loving the soft flutter of her sex as she came. No, she wasn't faking this orgasm. His Jenna was genuine, she'd never faltered in her love for him. “Want more?”

“I want you!” she shouted, writhing beneath him, her hips lifting. She pushed her pussy into his face as Logan continued to kiss, lick and lave.

“You got me honey, forever. I love you, Jenna Gray. I love you so fuckin' much.” He lifted his face to behold her, feeling satisfied when she gazed up at him, smiling, lashes lowered seductively, a delicate beading of perspiration on her brow. He slid up her body, stopping to worship those lush mounds of feminine flesh that tempted him. They were swollen, flushed, with nipples so hard and tight they made his mouth water. Unable to resist, he cupped them, working one hard nubbin while he sucked at the other. So good. He loved this. There was no limit to the enjoyment he got from touching her – loving her.

“Logan, please, please, I need you.”

“Okay, sweetheart.” He went to his knees, hooked his arms under her knees and lifted Jenna's legs until they were pressed against his chest. Taking his cock in his hand, he began pushing his way inside of her. “You're so tight.” Fuck. “So hot.” He clenched his teeth, trying so hard to maintain control. His sweet baby's velvet, vise grip on his cock was making him dizzy. Nothing filled his mind and heart but her. She was still whispering his name, her hands moving feverishly over his arms and shoulders as if she couldn't get enough of touching him.

Logan understood, he felt exactly the same way.

He was living his dream, it was time he appreciated it. Buried balls deep inside the sweetest haven on earth, Logan began to move – and move – and move.

“So good, baby,” Jenna murmured.

Good – it was so much better than good. In his euphoric state, he couldn't think clearly enough to find another description for what he was feeling. Holding himself up, he pulled out, reveling in the feeling of slick friction. Jenna clenched around him and he smiled, she was trying to keep him inside. She had nothing to worry about. He pushed back in – tightening his hips, arching deeper inside of her – pumping in and out, in and out – faster and faster until sweat ran down his chest. Ecstasy whipped over his body, lighting up his nerve endings until he knew it wouldn't be long.

“Hold on, love,” he instructed as Logan shifted, moving one of her legs up over his shoulder. Kissing her ankle, scraping his teeth over the top of her foot, he used this new angle to go deeper, deeper – harder.

Jenna felt so vulnerable, so dependent. She relished the sensation of domination, how Logan took what he wanted and made her glad to give it. As he pounded into her, she let go – flying apart in a trillion fragmented shards of pleasure. As she spasmed around him, his hips moved harder and faster. He was into the moment, giving himself so completely, so willingly. Every muscle in Logan's body tensed and tensed...until the winding gave way and he exploded, filling Jenna's sweet receptive body with his release.

“I love you, Logan.” Jenna said as she watched him. His eyes were hooded and sensual, his body still undulating, his spent cock still moving, unwilling to separate from her.

“I love you, Jenna. I'll never give you up. There will never be a day when I don't crave you – mind, body and soul.” He collapsed on top of her, more content than he could ever remember being.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that,” she muttered with a smile. “Say it again.”

Logan held her, whispering ‘I love you’ in her ear until she fell asleep.

* * *

Epilogue…

Logan leaned against the door facing and watched his Jenna as she unwrapped yet another gift. As promised, their friends and neighbors had thrown them a wedding shower not to be forgotten. This wasn’t your normal female-only affair. The party had turned into a western themed BBQ complete with live music and dancing.

“I can’t believe how many people came,” he spoke to his father who, like him, was surveying their women as they sorted the many presents of household appliances and paraphernalia the good ladies of Gillespie County had given them in honor of their wedding. “I’m going to have to build a bigger house just to hold all of this stuff.”

“I expected nothing less. You are a well-loved and respected member of this community. And everyone who knows Jenna can’t help but fall in love with her,” Earl observed as he sipped a can of beer.

“That’s the god’s truth,” Logan muttered. “I love her so much it’s hard to breathe sometimes.”

“See, I told you there was nothing to worry about. The folks around here didn’t blink an eye when they found out you’d wed Jenna.”

Logan nodded at his dad. “No, they didn’t. My concern and worry stemmed from my old chief’s experiences. I almost ruined mine and Jenna’s life for nothing.”

“The age difference between you two, compared with Chief Hodgins and his wife might have been close, but that was where the similarities ended. What really matters is that Jenna is not that other woman. She didn’t marry you for your money or your position in society, she wants to be with you because she loves you with her whole heart.”

Logan sighed. “I know, she’s not like Sierra. Do you know what she told the Chief before she packed up and left him?”

“Nothing good I imagine.”

“She said no woman should marry a man that much older than her unless she wants to be sex-starved and trimming his toenails.” Logan chuckled, but his father could tell what he said bothered him.

“Well, I guess that tells you what you need to work on.” Earl smirked.

“I think I have both of those things covered. I’ve made sure she has no complaints in the sex department.”

Earl held up his hand. “TMI.” They both laughed. “Just keep her happy, son. She deserves it.”

Jenna was happy. She was ecstatic. The community had welcomed her as Logan’s wife in the best possible way. The gifts were nice, but their friendship and acceptance were worth so much more.

“Here’s the last one,” Dixie handed it to her. Jenna sighed as she unwrapped yet another toaster.

“It’s beautiful. I love it.” Nothing could bring her down today, she had everything she ever wanted. “But it’s not the last gift, I have one for Logan.” She stood up, brushed some ribbon off her skirt and patted her pocket. Yep, it was still there. “Hold the fort down here,” she told Dixie who was writing down all of the gifts and their giver’s names in a book for thank you cards.

“Will do. I’m going to finish up here, then dance with that handsome cowboy hovering over the punch bowl.” Dixie pointed at one of Logan’s friends.

“That’s Chris. Be nice to him, he’s super-sweet.” Jenna admonished her playfully.

As she began to move across the floor, she caught her husband’s eye. He gave her ‘the look’. They were fast developing their own secret language. His intense gaze made her nipples hard and her pussy clench with anticipation. Jenna couldn’t wait for all of these people to leave so she could be alone with her husband.

But…since they were receiving gifts, tokens of love from their guests, she had something for him.

“Give me those lips, woman.” He caught her by the arm and pulled her close, crashing their mouths together in a brief heated kiss. “This is pretty nice, huh?”

“It’s very generous. I’ll never forget it.”

Logan turned her to face the crowd, his arm around her waist. “Did you like your gifts?”

“I do, very much.” She reached up to kiss his cheek. “I have a surprise for you. I hope you like it.” Putting her hand in her pocket, she cupped something in her hand and held it up to show him.

A pregnancy test.

Logan’s eyes bugged, his heart hammered and he felt weak. “A baby? You’re pregnant?”

Jenna laughed. “For real this time, I’ve already been to see Dr. Joseph.”

“Oh, baby, baby, baby,” Logan picked her up, swung her around and kissed her soundly. When he realized everyone was watching, he happily announced. “We’re pregnant!”

A round of applause from the people who’d come to celebrate with them made Jenna’s heart sing. “You’re happy?” she asked him. “No regrets?”

“Not a one,” Logan squeezed her tight. “I can't promise perfect, my life’s too hectic for that. But I can promise I'll devote every day of the rest of my life to making you happy.”

“I’ll take chaos with you, over boring old perfect with anyone else, any day of the week.” Jenna kissed him full on the lips. “The chief has arrived on the scene and I wouldn't have it any other way.”

THE END

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