His Love

I groaned and shouted at myself in my head to get my shit together. Today was not the day to let my little head rule me.

Blair had practically melted into me, and I buried my face in the crook of her neck. “All mine, bunny.” My tongue darted out for a tiny lick, and I bit back a moan at her fruity taste. I was suddenly starving and wanted to feast by licking every inch of her skin

“Why, um, why do you call me bunny?”

I smiled against her skin and gave her a swift kiss on her collarbone before straightening my back so I could gaze down into her beautiful face. “Because you’re so sweet and shy,” I told her with a lopsided smile. “I’m betting you’re a cuddler, too.” Blair giggled and ducked her head, but not before I saw her lips tip up and pink dust her cheeks.

I placed a long finger under her chin and tilted her head back so I could see her entire face. “There’s another reason why bunny so naturally fit you in my mind.” It had been a fleeting thought the first time I called her that in my head, but it lurked in the back of my mind whenever I used her nickname.

Blair stared at me, waiting for me to elucidate and part of me wanted to kiss her while I did it. The other, stronger part, wanted to watch her face as I told her, “Because we’re going to fuck like bunnies until you’re breeding.”

Chapter 8

Justice

Heat and excitement flared in Blair’s eyes as she stared at me with an open mouth, and I suppressed a triumphant grin. I waited for her to digest my announcement and after a minute, she squeaked, “You want to get me pregnant?” I hadn’t considered how fucking sexy it would be to hear her say that. My cock was so swollen that I wasn’t sure how much longer my zipper would be able to contain it.

My hands drifted up her back, and I jerked my head from side to side once. “I am going to get you pregnant, little bunny.”

Before either of us could say another word, we were startled by a sharp rap on the window. A quick glance to my right revealed that we’d arrived at our building. I’d been so wrapped up in Blair that I hadn’t noticed the car slowing and coming to a complete stop.

I kissed Blair on the forehead, then grasped her waist and lifted her off of my lap. With one knuckle, I tapped the glass to let Benjamin know we were ready. My other hand wrapped firmly around one of Blair’s.

The door opened and I scooted out, then helped Blair alight next to me. Benjamin kept his eyes averted and I grunted in approval, glad to see that he’d taken me seriously.

“I’ve set up interviews for you tomorrow,” I informed him. “I’ll let you handle finding your replacement.” He nodded and I gave him a small wave, my mind already somewhere else.

My legs were much longer than Blair’s, and I was in a huge fucking hurry. To avoid forcing her to run to keep up, I just swept her up into my arms and strode into our building.

On the elevator ride up to the penthouse floor, Blair asked me if I was firing Benjamin. I explained to her that he was hiring me a new security detail because she was now his top priority. I focused hard on the conversation because it was the only thing keeping me from taking her up against the wall. Though it was definitely on the “to do” list for another time.

It wasn’t until we were finally inside our apartment with the door shut and locked that I realized the weight I’d been carrying around. While my shoulders felt ten times lighter, my damn cock felt ten times heavier. I needed to get inside her before I nutted in my pants.

The dining room was set up for a birthday party, complete with streamers, balloons, and a shit ton of presents. I’d had every intention of waiting until after dinner, cake, and presents, but reality smacked me in the face and I walked right past, headed straight for our bedroom.

“I promise we’ll have a party later, bunny,” I told her with only a trace of regret. “I can’t wait another minute to see this body I’ve been fantasizing about for so long. And if I’m going to knock you up tonight, I should probably get an early start.” I set her down beside the bed and cupped her face tenderly in my hands. She wore a glazed expression, passion-filled and hungry.

I swallowed hard as I did something I’d been dreaming of for years. Cradling the back of her skull with one hand, I used the other to draw the rubber band down her hair and tossed it aside. I’d never seen her wear her hair down. Staring at it now, floating around her shoulders and tumbling down her back, I was filled with relief that she always wore it up. If any other man ever saw her like this, they’d fight me to the death for this stunning creature.