Love in Surrender (De La Fuente Family 8)

“How are you doing? Any sickness?” I ask, Emelia while she watches her husband stretch for my case.

I grin and watch her blush as she spots my gaze. “What can I say? My husband is a sexy man … no sickness, and I’m really hoping it stays that way.” She offers her husband a beautiful smile. “Dante looks after me regardless, either way I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

Climbing into the back of Dante’s car, I fidget with the hem of my dress excited to finally be going home to Blake, but nervous to talk to him about the job offer.

15

Blake

The minute she walks in wearing a sexy dress and her cowgirl boots, I want her in my arms. One look at her beautiful face tells me all I need to know. “They offered you the job?”

She gives a tiny gasp of surprise and gently nods. “I haven’t said yes.”

“You haven’t said no either.” I dip my chin to my chest.

She swallows and after a slight hesitation she sits across my lap, her arms wrapping tightly around my shoulders while she buries her face into my neck. I can’t resist, I hold her tight against me.

“You’re right. I haven’t said anything,” she mumbles. “We need to think about the job offer before I tell them anything.”

My heart thuds heavily and I pull back so that I can see her face. “You want to discuss it?”

She frowns. “Of course I do.” Shoving out of my arms and from my lap she paces in front of me, anger in every step. “I applied for the job because at the time I’d needed to get away from you.” She points with her finger before continuing to pace and slam around the house.

I follow her through to the kitchen where her rant continues.

“You didn’t want me. You told me to date someone else.” She turns, her eyes flashing fire. “Have you got any idea how much that hurt me?” She stomps her sexy riled body toward me and I pray like hell she’s too wound up to notice the erection tenting my shorts. “You hurt me more than anyone ever has before.”

She clears her throat and rapidly blinks back tears, making me feel like an asshole.

“Now we’re sharing the same damn bed,” she continues, “and you’re surprised that I want to discuss the job offer with you before I accept or decline!” She hisses. “Well, fuck you, Blake Kelly!” She turns on her heels and heads toward her bedroom.

I blink a few times and wonder how the hell one small comment from me had started such a damn whirlwind of an augment. This is one of those times when I hate being confined to this chair. I want to dash after her and wrap her in my arms while I tell her what an asshole I am.

Except, I’m slow in the chair, but I make it to her bedroom and notice all the clothes covering her bed just as she tugs a large suitcase form the closet.

“Hell no!” I shout, startling her.

With determination, I quickly get from my chair to her bed and the moment she’s in reach, I grab her wrist and tug her to the bed. I roll and lift myself over her body, only using my weight when she tries to move.

My arms wrap around her body, anchoring her to me while I nuzzle into her neck. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I don’t want you to leave me, and because you were gone for longer than originally planned, I was panicking.” I nip at her earlobe. “I’m so sorry … please don’t leave me.”

She relents when I feel her fingers sliding through my hair, and they trail down to my jaw. She cups my cheeks over the rough beard and brings my face closer to hers. “I don’t,” she searches my gaze intently, “want to go anywhere unless you are with me.”

I drop my forehead against her brow. “Thank fuck for that.”

Her sexy legs lock around my ass. “Can we have make up sex now?” She flirts. “I can feel that you’re ready for me.”

Groaning, I tease, “But are you ready for me?” I quickly find my way into the scrap of material she calls panties and finger her. My cock jerks at the feel of her arousal on my fingers. I lift my hand to my mouth and lick my fingers clean while I watch her watching me. “You are so fucking sexy. I’m constantly horny.”

She moans and rubs her wet little pussy against my hard-on while my hands are trying to be everywhere at the same time. I settle for between her legs and tear her panties away from pure heaven.

“Fuck!” I growl through gritted teeth when her small hands shove my shorts down, her fingernails scraping over my ass. “I need you on top.”

I roll, taking her with me. “One day I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

Her dress flies across the room followed by her bra. Her tits swing free and the sight goes straight to my dick as the tip drips with precum. Straddling my thighs, Violet chuckles and pokes her tongue out between her lips as she slowly dips her head.

“Oh fuck!” I pant. “When your tongue touches me I’m going to come.”