Captivated by Your Love (The Blue Heart Series Book 2) (9 page)

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Maybe a little part of me did.

“Oh alright, Dad. But I’m my own woman, I can look after myself.”

“Sweetheart, you need to listen to your father,” my mother said from across the table. “We are just worried about you.”

“I appreciate that, I’m just so independent. I’m not used to it.”

Justice reached under the table and lightly squeezed my leg and then looked at me. It was a look that wasn’t one of possession, but more of a caring man. “Trust me?”

I actually did implicitly. I trusted him as much as I trusted my parents. “Yes,” I muttered.

“Okay, well then it is settled. Justice, I’m glad my daughter has you. From what she has told us and especially after meeting you, we believe you are a fine upstanding man. It makes us proud that she found such a good man.” My father was really laying it on thick. I believed him though, he didn’t mince words. He was usually pretty straight and to the point.

“Thank you, Jerry.” Justice smiled at him.

We all sat in silence for a few moments eating our food. The more I thought about it the better that I felt about being looked after. I tried not to look at it as being possessed by Justice, but more that he really cared about me.

“Jerry, Bianca, I have a very important question for you.” Justice had settled his fork and seemed very intent on what he was about to say.

“Sure go ahead, Justice. Anything,” my father replied.

“I’d like to ask your permission to marry your daughter.”

“I’m sorry what did you just say?” I asked. I was really confused. I thought he just asked if he could marry me, but that couldn’t have been right. My hearing had to have been playing tricks on me. We weren’t even a couple and marriage was the last thing on my mind. I was trying to wrap my brain around being a couple.

Justice turned to me with a look in his eyes that held complete sincerity. “Abbee.” He grabbed my hand in his and then stared at me. “I asked your parents if I could marry you. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but I know you are the one for me and I want their permission when the time is right.”

My jaw hit the floor and I thought maybe my eyes popped out of their sockets. I couldn’t believe that Justice had just asked my parents if he could marry me. Oh my God! Sure, I had just thought that he was who I wanted to be with, but no, this couldn’t be happening right now. No way in hell.

“You’ve lost your ever loving mind, Justice,” I spit at him. He was off his rocker. We weren’t even really a couple. I mean, we were kinda headed in that direction, but holy shit balls.

“Justice, we couldn’t be happier, but we aren’t the one you have to make happy with that decision. You have our permission,” my father replied, and my mother just looked at me with the biggest smile on her face and a glassy look in her eyes like she was going to cry.

“I’m sorry, Justice, but not happening. Nope.” I was pissed. How could he blindside me like this? “We aren’t even a couple.”

“We’ve been a couple for longer than you think.”

“Um no.”

“Yes. You are mine, you even told me you were.” He smiled like he was proud of himself.

“This is crazy,” I replied to him. “Maybe I just need to stay in Detroit. I’m sorry, Justice, but this was a bad idea.” I scooted away from the table and left the room.

“I can’t believe I got on this plane with you. I’m still so flipping pissed off right now.” Yes, I had succeeded at getting her on the plane. For a minute after I had asked her parents if I could marry her, I was concerned that she wouldn’t come back to Vegas with me; but after some gentle coaxing from me, I convinced her, albeit reluctantly. At this point I think she was more excited to get back and see baby Lucy.

“I’m just glad you agreed,” I told her sincerely.

“Only because you promised that the first thing we could do when we got back was go see Lucy. I miss my baby girl.” That little baby was such a doll. It reminded me of when Camden was little.

“Yes, I agreed to that. I don’t break my word. The sooner you realize that the better off you will be. My words are firm.” I was a man of my word, if I told you I was going to do something I would bust my ass to make sure that I did.

“Thank you.” She folded her hands in front of her and stared at the seat facing her.

“So what would you like for me to cook you for dinner tonight or shall we go out?” I wanted to make sure she was well taken care of. Since she couldn’t cook I had a feeling I was going to be a busy man in the kitchen for the next ten days. I did plan on teaching her some simple things. I liked a woman that could cook. Maybe I would bring her to my mom and have her teach Abbee the ropes. Then I could eat some Italian food and be a full happy man.

“I’m still not in the mood to go out, you know, since everything.” She looked down at her hands. I knew that things were still so raw for her. I was a little shocked I was able to get her on the plane.

“That’s fine. What would you like me to cook?” I turned in my seat to face her, giving her my full attention.

“Well…” She bit her bottom lip. That damn deliciously sexy bottom lip that I was dying to sink my teeth into. “I kinda want to spend some time with Sydney, Damien, and the baby. Do you think that maybe we could invite them over to your place?” Their little family unit had never been over to my place. I was always going over there. I was tidy to a fault so I knew my house was in tip top condition. Maybe I would make this a welcome home party and see if all my siblings wanted to come over. I just would have to make sure Reeve kept his paws off my girl. I frowned and my eyebrow creased just thinking about it.

“What’s wrong? You look pissed off,” she asked sincerely.

“How would you like it if we had over all my siblings tonight as a welcome home party for you?” I wasn’t going to tell her I was getting all possessive.

“Really?” She beamed.

“Yes, just as long as you stay the hell away from Reeve.”

She smacked me on the chest and started laughing. I growled at her. “Did you just growl at me, Justice Blue?”

“As a matter of fact I did. Whatcha gonna do about it, firecracker?”

“Really? Do you honestly think that I would go after Reeve?” She paused and then went on, “Don’t answer that. I know we had a night but that was just fun. You have to know I only have eyes for you.”

Damn, she only had eyes for me. Things were moving in the right direction. Here I thought I had competition. I thought back to that night. Abbee riding my cock, her blonde hair flowing down her back and a thin sheen of sweat covering our bodies while she sucked my brother off. Reeve playing with her tits and me rubbing her clit, she went wild losing herself in the sensations. My dick couldn’t have gotten any harder that night. I was exactly where I had wanted to be for months, sans my brother. The sounds she made were still like music in my head. She went fucking wild getting off on me. It was hot but it would never happen again. For days it had been running on a continuous loop in my head. I wanted new memories of just her and me. That night was dirty, it was fun, but in the end I didn’t want to share. I had a lot of alcohol which totally impaired my judgment. I would have never gone for that shit if I were sober. Never. Not a fucking chance. But Reeve was my brother and I knew I could take his ass if it came down to it. He was a big guy but I was bigger.

“Thanks for saying that. You better only have eyes for me.” I gave it to her straight and what I expected. “I don’t want to be with anyone but you, Abbee. I need new memories of just us.” I needed them badly. I wanted her cuffed to my bed, losing all control.

“I’m not sure if I’m ready after the miscarriage and all.” Fuck my life. I wanted her to be ready. I wasn’t going to knock her up. Yet. I had big plans for her, if she only knew. She was feisty enough right now that I didn’t want to spring that on her at the moment.

“I’ll try to be as patient as I can with you. Just know I’m ready.” I would take her to the bathroom on the plane right now, set her on top of the sink, and fuck her so good and hard she wouldn’t be able to walk straight for days. Great, my dick was getting hard in my pants.

“Thanks, I appreciate it. Means a lot to me, Justice.” She gave me a warm smile. The smile I had grown to love so much. Yes, I said love. There wasn’t one thing about her that I didn’t love. In fact, I was pretty sure I was in love with her. I think I had been in love with her all along, I could just never pin point that moment. I hoped that someday she would feel the same way about me.

“No problem, baby.” I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and kissed her on the top of her head. I was trying to be polite and chill on my bossiness.

“So about tonight, were you serious when you said we could have a little get together?” She looked up at me and batted her eyes. It was fucking cute as hell; got me every time she did it.

“Anything for you.” I would do anything to put a smile on that beautiful face. I took my finger and tapped her on the nose, and then I bent my head down and my lips met hers. She didn’t push me away; she kissed me back and it was a kiss that held so much promise and passion.

We broke apart and I saw the lust in her eyes. Her lips were parted and swollen. “Maybe I can’t wait,” she said a bit breathlessly.

Now that was music to my ears. I was going to get to slide balls deep into her tonight. My cock stirred in my jeans just thinking about it. Then everything went suddenly wrong.

The plane started to hit turbulence, bouncing up and down and jostling us in our seats. “Fuck this isn’t good,” I said, rather panicked. I didn’t want her to think I was a pussy but I was starting to lose my shit.

“Justice, it’s just some turbulence. It’s completely normal, happens all the time,” she said calmly, like it was no big deal. “Are you scared of flying or something?” I didn’t want to tell her I was the world’s biggest pussy when it came to flying.

“I just like to be in control of every situation.” I rubbed my hand on the back of my neck as I felt a thin layer of sweat form above my eyebrow. I rubbed my sweaty palms on my jeans, trying to control myself.

The flight attendant was coming our way with drinks, thank fuck. I was going to get a stiff cocktail. I didn’t care that it was still morning, I needed something to calm my damn nerves. The plane hit another pocket and shook us. I looked down at Abbee to make sure she had her seatbelt on and she didn’t.

“Abbee, put your seatbelt on, this shit isn’t safe.” She just smiled at me and then buckled up.

“Sweetie, you got this, it’s going to be fine. These pilots know what they’re doing. They fly planes all of the time.” I knew this but it still didn’t help my nerves. I had seen too many tragic accidents happen. Plane goes down, no survivors. Shit.

“I need to get off of this fucking plane, like now.” I went to unbuckle and stand up. I didn’t know where the hell I was going but I had to get up. Abbee put her hand on my knee and settled me in my place. Just the touch of her hand on me was soothing. She took my sweaty palm into her hand and interlaced our fingers together.

“I’ll be brave for both of us.” She was my brave girl. So very brave. I really admired her.

The flight attendant stopped at our row. Thank fuck for small favors. “What can I get you two to drink?”

“I’ll have two bottles of Jack, please.” I looked to Abbee to see what she wanted.

“Ma’am?” she asked

“Oh what the hell, give me the same thing. Let’s have a little fun, shall we?” She looked at me and wiggled her eyebrows. It helped me just for a moment to see her so playful. I need the escape from my own personal hell.

The flight attendant settled our drinks with us and I immediately knocked one back. I felt the sting hit my belly and then a hot sensation spread all over my body.

“Better?”

“Not quite.” I needed a serious distraction at the moment.

“Ma’am, could you please get me a blanket, I’m a little chilly?” Abbee asked the flight attendant. She returned with a blanket and Abbee settled it on the both of us. I wasn’t cold, but I went along with it.

We hit more turbulence and my pulse skyrocketed and my body tensed. This time had been worse than before. “Fuck.”

“We just need to calm you down,” Abbee said, and then winked at me. “I have an idea.” She licked her lips and then slid her hand under the blanket and traveled up my leg straight to my cock.

I startled for a moment because I wasn’t expecting it, but then I got some ideas of my own. She undid my button and then unzipped my pants. She gently eased back my boxers and then began to touch me. She touched my fucking cock and I practically sprang from my seat it felt so fucking good.

“Babe?” I looked to her through hooded eyes as she started caressing the tip of my cock.

She lifted her other hand and brought a finger to my lips. “Shh. I got this. Just try and relax.”

I lay my head back on my seat pretending like I was asleep, trying to control my breathing while she worked her hand up and down my cock. She started to increase her pace and I couldn’t take anymore. I looked around me to make sure no one was watching us and thank goodness they weren’t. I brought my mouth to hers; I bit and sucked on her lip and then took her mouth with mine, dancing with her hot wet tongue. She started working my cock faster and I tried to control my panting but it was fucking hard. I was a private guy, I didn’t really want anyone to know what was going on between us, but in the same breath I fucking loved being this dirty in public and getting away with it. It was a total fucking rush. My tongue plunged in and out of her mouth, fucking it hard. She matched my speed as we got swept into a deep lustful kiss.

She pulled away and just stared at me. Her eyes were dilated and she looked like she might come apart from just one kiss. I knew that she had to be hurting as well, so I slipped my hand under the blanket and went straight for her pussy. I slid my hand under her jeans and panties and headed right to the pleasure center, her clit. We were both ravenous getting one another off. Both of us trying to control our breathing as to not get caught. She was fucking me with her hand hard and I was close. I continued to rub her clit and then I pinched it. She made a gasping nose and I knew that was the sound of her coming undone. She was so easy to get a response out of. It was fucking beautiful. I had barely touched her but my hands were like magic on her bundle of nerves taking her to that place of bliss.

“Justice,” she sighed my name.

She gave me one more fast tug and then swirled her hand over the head of my cock and I came fucking hard. I lay my head back on the seat with my eyes screwed shut trying to conceal my ragged breathes. It felt so fucking good and was exactly what I needed. Before I knew it, I felt the plane touch down and said a silent prayer to God thanking him for bringing us home safely. We were home. The two of us. It was going to be just me and her for the next ten days. I smiled.

“Ladies and gentleman, welcome to sunny Las Vegas.”