Love in Surrender (De La Fuente Family 8)

“Hmm, do you think you can move yet?” I ask and get a wickedly hard throb in response.

Rolling my eyes, I slowly stand, having to close my eyes when I feel him sliding out of me. “Let’s get up from the floor.” I hold my hand out to him, and help him haul himself to his feet. My eyes roam over his naked body, settling on the throbbing length of his erection. “You look really good.” I wink.

He clears his throat, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “If you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m not going to be able to walk anywhere.” Wrapping his free hand around his cock, he strokes while watching my face.

“You get turned on with me watching you doing that?” I enquire teasingly.

“What on earth gave you that idea, babe?” He grins dropping his ass to the bed. “I think I should have waited to get so physical with you.” He frowns. “It was fucking good though.”

“It was.” I spread his knees apart and kneel at his feet. “Stroke yourself, while I watch.”

He narrows his gaze. “I’m not going to last long enough to put on a show with you sitting there like that.”

“I know.” I slide my hands on his thighs. “I want to talk about your new job, but I also want to watch you as well.”

“I’m not talking to you about work while I stroke one off,” he mumbles, surprised I would want to.

I chuckle. “I love your filthy mouth.”

“Just like I love yours.”

I meet his gaze and watch his reaction to my words. “Feed me your cock.” He moans as his fist tightens.

I smirk and leaning closer, I lick at the bulging head of his swollen penis. He’s thick, long, and so alive in his hand. The flavor he’s leaking bursts on my tongue as I hold his gaze.

Blake is getting off on watching me doing this, and I’m finding it really hot, watching his reaction to what I’m doing to his body.

“Touch yourself,” he says, his voice deep with desire. “I want to watch you.”

Feeling a blush creeping onto my face, I slide my hand over my stomach and let my fingers slide through my arousal. Blake moans and jerks in my hand as he watches me. Becoming bolder, I slide a finger inside of myself before pulling free and lifting my hand up to Blake’s face.

He grabs my wrist and sucks my finger into his mouth while he thrusts his cock into my hand, swelling more and more until I capture the tip with my mouth and suck. He explodes, going rigid. I take all that he has to give me, and don’t let up until I’m sure he’s finished. Licking all around him, I smile and lick my lips. “I think I liked your first day of work too.”

27

Blake

“Are all the girls after you?” Violet asks, causing me to pause with a mug of coffee on it’s way to my mouth.

I raise a brow and smirk. “Oh, yeah! Hundreds.” I laugh and after taking a sip of coffee, nuzzle into her neck as she’s standing beside me. “The only girl I have any interest in is right here, beside me.” I kiss her cheek then go back to her neck. “I love you. Only you.”

“So they are, huh?”

Pausing, I realize she is seriously worried, so I turn her to face me and cup her cheeks in my hands. “Yes, some girls have been trying to get my attention, but they’re not you.” I smile softly. “I’ve made sure it’s out there that I have a girlfriend who I have every intention of marrying one day.”

Her eyes widen, as I knew they would, so I continue, “That’s the truth, babe. Get used to it and practice saying yes for when I ask you.” I smirk and walk out of the room, leaving silence behind me.

I know exactly what I’m waiting for and that is for our first night in our own place. It can’t come soon enough for me. When I ask her to marry me it’s going to be an evening she won’t forget—that neither of us will forget.

Hearing a throat being cleared behind me, I turn and find Violet with a soft smile on her face, and her backpack in her hand. She moves closer while saying, “I need to leave, but figured I should let you know that I don’t need to practice.” She reaches up and gives me a lingering kiss on the lips before she leaves me wanting more.

It’s maybe five, ten minutes later when I realize I’m still grinning at the empty space. Chuckling, I grab my cane from beside the front door and head toward my SUV.

The car I went for is controlled by the hands, which is what Violet thought would be best. I’d given in to her, even though I’d wanted to be stubborn. The thing is, she was right. On some days, especially now I’m working and I get tired quicker, my legs can be weaker. I really don’t want to push my rehabilitation and maybe I’ll always have some weakness, but for now, I’m willing to do about anything to stop Violet from worrying about me.

Feeling a headache coming on, I rub at my temples while I watch the team on the ice. It’s late and they all wanted to practice more before they take kids onto the ice over the weekend. There’s an open day at the school so a carnival is currently being set up, and there are stalls for games and food also being arranged. They are raising money for a family who recently lost their home to fire. It makes me smile at the community helping others who are struggling out.

Felicity and I, never really had anything like that when we’d lost our parents. We were left to get on with it ourselves. We both turned out okay for all the trouble we’d been through back then. It wasn’t easy, especially with Felicity fighting me all the time. I’m surprised she turned out as well as she has. Not that I’ll ever tell her.