Falling Hard

“Don’t pretend she’s not with you,” he said just above a whisper.

I scoffed because he wasn’t as tough as he tried to play. He messed with the wrong man. He didn’t even love his daughter. She was a bargaining chip. I’d die for her. I knew the second I looked into her eyes that lust had nothing to do with it. I wanted her forever. “Actually, she’s not. I haven’t seen her since last night. By the way, the guy you’re anxious to get with your daughter already has someone else. It doesn’t matter anyway because I’m going to marry her, and not you or anyone else is going to stop me. Now, get the fuck out of my gym before I throw your ass out.”

I heard a gasp behind me, and I knew it was her. Spinning on my heel, I faced my runaway bride.

“Dad, what are you doing here?” she asked, scowling at him.

“What am I doing here? You shouldn’t be here with him, the lying bastard.” He tossed his best glare at me, but I’d been a fighter. I’d drop him flat and he’d be pissing in his pants.

“I can be wherever the hell I like.” I stood between them because if he put his hands on her, I’d make sure he never walked again.

“I’ll disown you.” The things I could do to this bastard were endless. He had better watch his mouth because anything he said to her, I’d hold against him.

“Fine. Bye.” He stood there in a stunned silence.

“Well, you heard her. Bye.” He whipped around like an arrogant asshole who won, but he was trying to save face. Some of the people in here were probably his clients.

Looking down at her, I said, “Big trouble. Big fucking trouble.” I took her by the arm and led her to my office while she sported a massive shit-eating grin. “Keep smiling, baby. You know what you’re doing to me.”

“Yes, and so do all these horny bitches in here.”

“I’m only yours, Erica.” I slammed the door shut and locked it.

I didn’t give a fuck that I had a lot of work to do. My woman needed a lesson in manners. She wasn’t going to get away with “fucking and running” from me.

“Bend over. Now.” She did what she was told a little too eagerly. She was going to be the death of me, but first, I needed to make my point.

“You left me,” I growled, leaning over her body, my entire frame covering hers.

“I had some things to take care of,” she said, pushing out of my arms while trying to justify leaving me, but that only intensified the anger in me.

I sat my ass on the desk and dragged her to me. “You promised me you wouldn’t leave, and then didn’t say a damn thing or answer your phone. Why?”

“Well, that’s because I’m a bad girl.”

“Or you were scared. Tell me the truth, Erica. Am I pushing too hard too fast?”

“No. My father called, threatening to ruin you. I wanted to protect you, but when I found out that he was looking for me here, I came in the back with Rachael. She tried calling you. I would have, but my phone died.”

“Like I said, no one can stop me from loving you, Erica. I love you, and I knew it before I even understood it.”

“I love you too.” We kissed hard as hell, but I wasn’t even close to being done with her. She had still run out instead of telling me the truth. That bastard could have done anything to her.

I stood up because we had something to finish. “You’re not getting out of this that easily, woman. Bend over.”

“But I thought we made up,” she cooed playfully. The look in her perfectly bright hazel eyes screamed need.

“Bend over. I’m not going to tell you again.”

She bent over the desk, her ass up in the air, and then turned her head toward me. “Adrian?”

“Yes?” I asked, rubbing her ass through her tight shorts. Another damn transgression. They showed too much of what was mine.

“Did you mean what you said out there about marrying me?” The softness in her voice told me that she was just as vulnerable as I had been, but she needed to learn to trust me.

“Of course I did. You’re mine.” I slapped her ass hard, watching it jiggle as she cried out. I lowered her tiny shorts down and then freed my cock. “I’m going to come inside your unprotected womb and make fucking beautiful babies that we’ll love unconditionally. You hear me? Do you want that?”

“Yes, Adrian.” She leaned forward, slipping her fingers down to her pussy and copping a feel of my cum-covered tip.

I thrust my cock deep into her, pumping wildly, shaking the desk as I drilled her from behind. I slid my hands under her T-shirt and bra and cupped her fabulous tits, pinching her hard nipples. Her core tightened with every tweak of her pebbled flesh. “Are you going to come for me?”