Captivated by Your Love (The Blue Heart Series Book 2) (17 page)

“Justice,” I sighed.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, but you have got to stop being a caveman and trying to dictate my life.” He needed to know I wasn’t going to back down.

“I know. I’m sorry.” Wow, he just said he was sorry. “A bikini but no thong.”

I could totally work with that. “Deal,” I said to him, and this time I crashed my lips to his.

“Damn, brother, every time I walk into a room you have your lips on our girl.” Reeve strolled into the kitchen, Sebastian walking closely behind him. Both of them stopped and stood stationary, staring at us. I didn’t give a fuck about my brothers watching me kiss my wife but I did care that he said “our” when he referred to “my” wife. My heart was already beating against my ribcage in fast succession but I felt the blood rush from my cock to my head, flaming my face.

I broke away from Abbee, her lips parted, swollen from my searing kiss. I turned my head to Reeve. “Our?”

“Well, you know she is our girl. She’s my sister-in-law after all,” he sputtered, and then looked at me and I could see the light shining in his eyes.

“Reeve she is not yours, she is mine. My wife, I married her. I’m the one she lays her head down next to at night and wakes up with in the morning.” I brought my eyes to him, fire spurting out of the corneas. I was pissed. But then I tried to remember how good things had been. It had been so nice sleeping with her in my bed. Well I guess it was ours now. I had grown attached to her being there already. She would wake up with her lips upturned in the most pleasant smile and bring her body to mine, snuggling closer to me and at night she was by my side as well. We had both really started to grow comfortable with one another even though it really hadn’t been that long.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Abbee stepped out from underneath me and placed her body in the middle of me and Reeve. She took a slender finger and held it up to me and pointed it directly at me. “Justice Blue, so help me God. We have gone over this once today. I’m not a possession. I may be your wife but I’m not yours like some car or house you have. I’m my own person.” She paused, huffed out a breath and then filled her lungs with air. She turned her scary blue eyes to Reeve. “Reeve, I love you like a brother, but I’m gonna tell you like I told Justice. I’m not yours either.” That a girl. She may have put me in my place, but she certainly put Reeve in his as well. I had to admit I was a bit speechless.

“I was—”Reeve sputtered, but not before Abbee could cut him off.

“I don’t want to hear it, Reeve, end of story.” Damn she was fired up. The red had crept up her cheeks and if I had to guess her heart was drumming in her chest. I could see the blood pumping through the vain on her neck.

Reeve cleared his throat. “Um sorry, Bee. Sebastian and I just wanted to see if you and Justice would like to go down to the basement and play pool with us.” She looked to me I could tell she was calming as some of the redness was leaving her cheeks. Then Reeve went on pissing me right the hell off. “I was just trying to give Justice a hard time. Honestly I know you are not mine. But I hope you are my sister now.” Warm hot blood rushed through my veins and I thought I might explode.

“What the fuck, dude? Why are you trying to piss me the hell off? Not cool, Reeve.” Ever since we had that threesome things had been off between Reeve and me. I felt like he always tried to take a shot whenever he could. Granted I was a little jealous of him since he had seen my wife naked and they had orally pleasured one another. I really needed to get over this shit and soon. I hoped like hell I would learn to live with it.

Reeve held up his hands to me. “Jesus,Justice. I’m just playing around. Calm the hell down.” I could feel my body vibrating.

“Alright, you two need to hold the hell up and stop this stupid arguing shit. We are brothers. Blood is thicker than water. You two need to shake hands and move on.” This was my quiet little brother Sebastian stepping in to try and settling my shit down. I was completely floored. My eyes felt like they were going to pop from their sockets; I was so stunned. He turned his gaze to me. “Justice, stop being so sensitive.” He looked at Reeve, pointing a finger at him. “Reeve, you know what he is like so quit pushing his fucking buttons.”

“Holy hell, did all of that just come out of your mouth, little brother? I think you are really turning out to be just like me,” I told my baby brother. I was impressed with the way he had taken charge and he didn’t seem rattled at all. He was cool as a cucumber. Completely collected with no signs of anger.

“Yeah, are we going to play pool or not? I need to whip your asses with my mad skills.” He turned to Abbee and his lips formed a lazy smile. He stretched out his hand to her. “Oh, sister of mine, will you be on my team?”

“I would be delighted.” She walked over to him, took his hand, swung her head back while rolling her eyes at me and they headed to the basement. Her and that damn eye roll. I was going to have to spank that ass and soon. It had turned into more of a game of flirtation, if you will. It wasn’t really about punishment even though I teased her that it was. I think the thought of me placing my hands on her ass turned her on as much as it did me. I lifted one of my hands and ran it through my hair, marinating over my thoughts and trying to recover from what had just happened.

I was left standing with Reeve, both of our mouths hanging on the floor and asses feeling like they just got schooled.

I looked at Reeve, he looked at me, both of us not able to form the words that were on our tongues. I took my hand and scratched at my beard. I often did that when I was discombobulated and didn’t know what to say.

Reeve looked at me, his lips easing up to a simple smile. “Well, I guess we’re partners. Truce.” He reached out his arm to me and I stepped in front of him, leaning my hulking body over and gave him a man hug. I loved my brother. He was one of my best friends but lately when it came to Abbee it was like he had his finger on my hot button, pushing it. He really needed to stop with that shit because it was getting old pretty damn fast.

I didn’t know if Abbee was still pissed at me. She had strolled out with Sebastian like she didn’t have a care in the world. I had to wonder if she was trying to get under my skin for upsetting her. I really needed to examine the way that I treated her. Deep in my heart I knew she wasn’t a possession but she was my wife so I considered her mine. Perhaps I needed to better express myself or not get my tit in a ringer whenever I felt threatened. This would be hard for me to go against my nature but I had to try for her. I had to be the best damn husband that I knew how to be because I didn’t want to lose her. My entire world would be lifeless and dark if she wasn’t in it. I felt my heart thump wildly in my chest at the mere thought of it and I shook my head. “Get it together, Justice,” I mumbled to myself.

“What did you just say, bro?” Reeve asked.

“Ah, nothing, man, let’s go kick some ass in pool.” Abbee and I were fiercely competitive with one another. My guess was that this was sure to end in another argument, but the good kind of argument, if there was such a thing. Then we could have lots of makeup sex. A megawatt smile formed on my lips and I felt my muscles go from tightly wound to calm and relaxed. Yeah, I could definitely handle a game of pool. I sucked in a breath of air and felt it all the way through my fingertips and down to my toes.

Reeve and I quietly headed down the stairs but not before I checked on Camden. He was still playing his video games while Destiny sat with him. I looked for Damien but apparently they had already gone home. Fucker didn’t even tell me goodbye. I would make it a point to go see him this week or maybe they could come to our house for dinner and cards.

We walked into the basement and the first thing I saw was Abbee bent over, her tight round lush ass up in the air. She was placing balls into the rack with such concentration that I had to chuckle a little to myself. She was so damn cute. I walked up behind her, brought my front to her back and then ran my hands from her waist down to the front of her thighs. I gently stroked them and then brought my lips to her ear. “I’m sorry, baby,” I whispered to her. She didn’t say anything, she just kept on working at the task at hand as she settled that damn sexy booty of hers into my crotch. My dick jumped in my pants and my hormones skyrocketed. My guess was that she was horny as hell if her ass rubbing on my cock was any indication.

She finally finished and then turned in my arms and my hands followed her movements up to her waist again. She brought her arms around me and snuggly gave me a hug. “You’re forgiven,” she whispered in my ear, and I could feel her breath caress the inside. It felt so damn good; my cock instantly strained against my zipper. I was in serious trouble if I was supposed to get through a pool game with my wife and brothers. I needed to calm my raging semi-erection the hell down.

Easing my body away from her, I went in search of a pool cue. I had my favorite and hoped no one had snatched it.

Walking over to the wall, I found it and grabbed it
. Thank fuck. “Who’s breaking?”

“I say we go with ladies first,” Sebastian suggested.

“Of course you would say that, dip shit, since she is on your team and all.” She looked at me and gave me a puppy dog face. Her nose crinkled up, wide eyes and a frown on her face.

“Oh alright. How can I say no to that face?” I turned to Reeve. “You cool with Abbee breaking?”

He tipped his chin up showing his acknowledgement.

“I just want you boys to know that I’m not very good. I’ve maybe only played a couple of times.” I caught her eye as she looked at Sebastian and winked. His lips turned up into an ornery grin. I was pretty sure we were being duped.

“Um, babe.” I walked over to her and slid my hand around her petite waist and brought my lips to her cheek, placing a kiss on it. “Did you just wink at Sebastian?”

She looked at me. “No.” She played innocent. I wasn’t going to drag this out into an argument. I knew what little game she was up to.

“Bee, are you going to break or what, because I can if you need me to.” Reeve chimed into the conversation.

She looked at me and cleared her throat. I guess I was in her way. Stepping aside, my eyes cast down on her as she leaned over the table giving her ass an extra boost in the air. She then lined up the cue ball and took her shot. She shot the ball and it sounded like she had cracked her stick it was so loud. Walking over to the table I glanced up to my brothers and noticed Sebastian had a pleased look on his face and Reeve stood there looking stupid. I surveyed the table myself and confirmed she had hit in two balls in. One stripe and one solid.

“Damn,” she said, but not before taking her pool stick and blowing on the tip of it. She turned to me, her lips forming a goofy grin and she shrugged her shoulders.

Yep, definitely played.

“I think we choose solids,” she said, as she eased her body around the table to line up her next shot.

“You say you’ve barely played, sweetheart?” I asked her.

“Duh, this is clearly beginners luck. I don’t think I’ve ever hit a ball in before.” Now I knew she was blowing smoke up my ass. Before she took her shot she captured Sebastian’s attention and gave him another wink.

“Busted!” I totally had her. If she wouldn’t have been throwing around those winks maybe she wouldn’t have been caught.

She looked at me and couldn’t control the smile that flooded her face. She winked at me and took the shot and of course she made it again.

Trying to feign innocence, she looked at me. She was so busted and it was my turn to roll my eyes at her. Although it was damn cute to see her ease around the table taking each shot and making them all; it still crawled under my skin because I wasn’t a man that liked to lose.

Reeve came up to me and slapped his hand on my back. “Looks like your wife just won.” I growled. Like I said, I didn’t like to lose.

“Justice, don’t be a sorry loser, I could hear you growling over here.” Of course Abbee would have to call me out on my shit.

“You know I don’t like to lose,” I told her, my lips set into a hard line.

“You need to get over it.” I growled again and this time she rolled her eyes at me and my dick twitched in my pants.

Taking long strides, I ate up the distance between us and went to her side. She paused and looked up at me. Her eyes were shining brightly and she looked like she had lost all control over her lips because they were in the most perfect shape of a grin. I leaned over her and I said one word. “Tonight.” That was all she needed to know. Once Camden was in bed it was on. I saw her take a shallow breath at my words and her eyes glisten with lust.

“Harder, Justice, fuck me harder.” Abbee bucked her ass against me as she took my cock deeper inside of her sex. It was after midnight. The house finally quiet as my son slept in his room. The pool game long forgotten. My girl had her hands and knees pressed to the mattress that was dressed in crimson sheets and was taking my dick like she had never taken it before. I was fucking hard as hell, she had gotten me so worked up. The way she would lean over the pool table to make her shots with her ass in the air had my dick in constant arousal. I had to hide that shit from my family, it was difficult.

I had been waiting all night to be in this position with her, to be buried balls deep inside her warmth. Changing my angle, I slightly shifted myself and felt my cock rubbing against her inner wall. It felt so silky smooth, the way my cock glided with ease back and forth. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and I thought that I might cum, but I kept thrumming in and out of her. Taking one hand off of her waist, I brought it back and did something I had wanted to do for a long time. I smacked the hearty flesh of her ass. Her breathing became more ragged as she slammed her body back against mine. If that was any indication, she seemed to really like me smacking her ass. I didn’t hit her hard but with just enough force.

“You like that, baby? Does it make your pussy wet for me?” I slapped her again, this time on the outer edge of her ass and I saw pink rise up on her milky white cheek.

“Oh God, Justice, that feels so fucking good.” She looked over her shoulder and then sighed and bowed her head. Her breath was coming in short pants and I could tell she was really close to coming. I started powering as the tip of my cock hit that perfect part of her inner flesh. She had her head arched back, her lips slightly parted as she took everything I was giving her. And I was giving it to her. My cock couldn’t get any harder and I felt like I was going to cum.

“Clamp that pussy around my dick.” I sucked in a deep breath of air as I felt her squeeze my manhood. I was so close, she continued to squeeze me tight. Leaning over her, I brought my hand around her center to her clit and started rubbing it in fast circles. It was tender and engorged and she went fucking crazy.

“Just—”

“Justice.”

“I’m coming.” Her walls clamped down around me and I followed right over the edge, shooting my load inside her. We both collapsed on the bed, me on top of her, still deep inside of her wetness. Our labored breaths were whooshing out of our lungs as we both fought to inhale as much air as we could. We were a raged mess.

“Damn, Justice, when you slapped my ass like that I thought I had turned into a crazed animal. That was so hot.” It was hot. Pulling myself from her, I lazily got up off the bed and headed toward the bathroom, not bothering to turn on a light. The room flickered with warm candlelight.

Grabbing what I needed, I walked back into our room and went straight to my girl. She was lying all sprawled out on the bed, her blonde hair every which way and her arms and legs curled up into a ball. I think she wanted me to slip in bed behind her and spoon her. I took the warm wet washcloth and brought it down to her sex and gently wiped my cum from her leg and pussy, cleaning her up. Looking down at her ass, I noticed the color was still a little rosy, reflecting a hint of pink. Taking the lotion bottle I squirted some into my hand and then brought it down to her bottom, gently messaging it into her cheeks. She sighed in deep satisfaction.

“Does that feel better, baby?” I asked her. I wanted to make sure I didn’t hurt her. She said she liked it but I could never be too sure. Aftercare was very important when play got a little rougher than just straight vanilla sex. Taking care of Abbee right now was a priority to me.

“Yes,” she said, her voice sounding soft like pedals floating in the wind.

After I finished rubbing in the lotion, I brought my face down to her bottom and gave her a tender kiss on each cheek. Her eyes fluttered and a soft smile played at her lips. I climbed up the bed and nestled my long body against her petite one, throwing my arm around her, securing her to me. My hand rose and fell to the rhythm of her heartbeat.

“You tired, sweetheart?” I asked her, my tone a little uneven. I was so at peace in this moment that I felt a lump form in my throat. It wasn’t a giant lump but just enough to know I was having an emotional moment with my wife.

“No not at all.” Thank fuck, I wasn’t either. I just wanted us to lie here together and talk. Some of our best conversations had come between the pillows. “I’ve been meaning to tell you something.” I felt her intake of breath and her heart beat against her chest a little unevenly. I immediately became concerned, my brows narrowing and my lip pressed into a hard line.

“What’s that?” I asked a bit cautiously, my tone a bit shaky.

“You have to promise that you won’t make fun of me or think poorly of me.” She paused and took another fortifying breath. This one was much deeper than that last. “This is very personal to me.”

“I understand. Go ahead. You can tell me anything, sweetheart.” She was my wife, she was supposed to share personal things with me. Not only did I want to be her husband but I wanted to be her best friend as well. I believed that good relationships were also built from friendship. We had started off as friends so we had a good foundation, but things had been so out of control lately that the closeness and complete openness was something I needed now in this moment.

“When I was in Detroit, I started seeing a doctor for my depression and went on medication.” She let out a heavy sigh and I felt the staccato of her heart beating wildly. She seemed to be really upset about this. “There I said it.”

I brought my lips to her neck and peppered her with kisses. “I’m so proud of you. Why would you think that I would make fun of you or think poorly of you?” I paused, trying to punctuate the full meaning of my words. “If anything I’m proud as hell of you.” I was extremely proud of her for reaching out to a professional knowing her own limits of what she could and couldn’t handle. This was fucking huge.

She turned over so that she could face me. I placed my hand on her cheek and brought my lips down to meet hers for a simple peck. Her eyes were shadowed and a bit dull, not the light that I had seen when I was just fucking her. “You’re proud of me?” I sensed the shyness in her voice it was like she was a little girl seeking approval from her parents.

“Very,” I told her and gave her another kiss.

“I need to see a doctor here as well as a therapist,” she said to me and lowered her eyes.

“If you need me to help you find one just let me know. I will take you and go with you. Anything I can do to be of support to you, I’m there.” And I was there for her. I knew this was huge for her and for her to finally open up to me was a very big deal. I didn’t want her to have to feel so low that she needed this, but in the same breath I was happy that she felt comfortable enough to open up to me. My heart swelled at the thought.

“Thanks. Working at the hospital I have a pretty good idea of who to see and I’ll be okay going alone.” She stopped and looked up at me though her lashes. “That is unless you need to talk about losing our baby as well.” I thought about it. I took a deep cleansing breath and then another, trying to figure out what the hell to say to her. I didn’t want to sound like an asshole. Yes, I was sad but I was okay. I think not being the one that was actually pregnant made the difference in the way that I felt.

“I’m saddened that we lost our baby but I know that we will have the opportunity to have more. If you need me there for support I’ll go with you otherwise I understand that God...” I paused and looked up. “Has a master plan for us.”

“Would his master plan be why you have been making love to me without a condom since we got married?” I knew she would notice. How could you hide something like that?

Taking my hand I caressed the side of her cheek and brought my eyes to hers, trying to communicate that what I was going to say was powerful. “I don’t want there to be anything between us. I know you talked about getting on the pill.” I paused and gave her a moment to adjust to my words. “If you get pregnant it would be a blessing. I want you to have my babies, lots of them. I’d like for us to get pregnant now.” I had said that I could wait and be patient with her; however, I was tired of waiting. I wanted her round with my baby in her belly, now. I wanted us to be settled and to begin our family. It was something that really meant a lot to me.

She rose up out of bed and her hair flipped around wildly and she brought her eyes to mine. They flashed with anger and I prepared myself for another fight. “Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I’m not ready to have a baby, Justice. I know I was pregnant before but that wasn’t planned and honestly it wasn’t something I was prepared for.” She pulled her lip between her teeth and started nibbling on it. “It’s not that I don’t want to have lots of babies with you, it’s just with everything that has happened, I’m not ready. Besides we just got married. I want to enjoy you.”

I sat up as well, facing her. I wanted to be eye level with her as this was a very serious topic. “I see.” I didn’t know what else to say. I wanted my baby inside of her and she didn’t want that with me right now. We were at an impasse. Fuck.

“You’re mad?” she asked me, and I could tell that she was returning to normal.

“No not mad, just disappointed we seem to be at different places in our lives.” Maybe it was a mistake marrying her. Hell, I rushed into this and I wanted to settle down and have a family and she wasn’t even ready. We never even discussed what our future would be like, I just rushed her into this marriage head first. Then there were the times we fought, which were often. I was damn crazy about her but I just… maybe this was all a mistake. I had no idea where this change of heart was coming from but it was strong. Really strong.

“What are you saying, Justice?” The light had dimmed from her eyes and her face had fallen into a frown. I could see the pulse in the vein on the side of her neck thumping.

“I just—”

“Spit it out!” she yelled at me. I could see the rage behind her eyes and her face had a red hue to it. She was pissed.

“Maybe we are too different and shouldn’t have gotten married. We fight all of the time and you and I want different things.” I couldn’t believe those words just left me mouth. I was crazy in love with this woman and I was basically kicking her out of my life. This was completely out of character for me but right now, it was what I was feeling. I felt it deep in my bones like this was the course God had meant for me. Shit, I should have thought everything through. How could I have been so fucking stupid? I normally was more sensible about the decisions I made in my life but when I was with her I lost all control.

She just sat there looking at me, her crystal blue eyes appeared deeper and it was like they had lost all of their luster. A frown was permanently etched into her face and she looked crestfallen. In that moment I knew that I had just broken her heart. That was the last thing I wanted to do but I felt like this was the right decision for me.

Her demeanor completely changed and she hopped out of the bed. “You know what, Justice Blue. Fuck you. I’m sorry I ever married you. Yeah, we may be in different places in our lives but you can’t always have your way. You are too damn bossy and when you don’t like something you act like a petulant child.” She paused and inhaled a giant breath, running her fingers through her tangled hair. “What are you going to do, find someone that wants to have your babies right away?” She started grabbing clothes off the floor, throwing a shirt over her head. “Maybe you should ask April. Don’t think I didn’t see the way she looked at you and how she lingered when she hugged you. She had one baby for you, I’m sure she will pop out plenty more.” She grabbed a pair of yoga pants. swiftly kicking each leg into them until she was fully clothed. She walked over to her suitcase throwing more stuff into it. “This marriage is over. O.V.E.R. You make me sick, Justice.”

She swung her suitcase off the chair and stomped out of the room.

I just sat there. I didn’t know what the hell to do. I knew that we were in two different places in our lives and wanted two completely different things and that it was probably best that we part ways now. I was an asshole; a complete and total asshole. Here I had chased her only to destroy her.

“Fuck!”