Page 76 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

I sighed. “He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t take no for an answer.” Shit, that came out wrong.

I know Dad just asked you this question. But is he forcing you to be with him? You can tell me.”

“No, Mom. Catch and I are getting to know each other while we’re in a relationship. I understand what we have is different. He’s my forever person. I love him with all my heart. I know it was fast, but he treats me well.” A smile tugged at my lips.

“Wow, ok. He certainly doesn’t seem to have a problem taking care of you and your family. You don’t find that weird at all?” Mom scrunched up her nose.

“It takes some getting used to. But that man has done things for me. Taken care of people who have done me wrong. His kind of love is special.”

Her eyes grew bigger. “What do you mean took care of people?”

“There were a few guys who blackmailed me.” I squeezed my eyes shut.

Her hands rubbed up and down my arms. “Bianca. Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I didn’t want Jacquel to lose his internship. Just know they can never hurt me again.”

Mom pulled me into her embrace. “I’m so sorry you went through that alone. Baby, I love you.”

“Mom, I love you too.”

A tear slid down my cheek as I came back from the memory. My fingers traced over Catch’s bearded cheek. The soft glow of the night light cascaded over handsome face. Catch preferred to sleep with some sort of light on. He said just in case someone tried to sneak up on him. His light snoring held my attention. Catch deserved to sleep in today.

He was hands down the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. Ritchie was gorgeous too. I wouldn’t ever admit that to Catch. Maybe their mother’s DNA ran deep inside them because they favored a little. You could tell they were related. Catch’s father was probably drop dead gorgeous. I wouldn’t be surprised. He was named after the man. Uncle Arlis was attractive too. Hmm, that family’s gene pool was probably model ready.

My eyes moved over Catch’s perfect golden curls. And his pointy nose. Who knew this man would be mine.

If we had a child, would they look more like me? Or just like Catch since his genes were so strong. Or a combination of us.

I made a point to hide my birth control pills. Catch had been on this marriage kick. He was the kind of man who’d tamper with my birth control so we could have a baby after we got married. Which I didn’t want to do. He was forcing me to marry him.

I rolled over on my back and nausea hit my throat. Was I being ridiculous?

Shit, Catch didn’t ask me to be his woman. He told me I belonged to him. That was a big turn on. However, being told I’d be someone’s wife hit different. He didn’t ask me to marry him. Catch wouldn’t get down on one knee and ask me to marry him.

Yet he asked my father for my hand in marriage. Wow, maybe I was being naive. Did Catch really have to control everything in our relationship? I couldn’t even kill without him. Maybe there were some people I’d like to make pay alone.

I palmed my face at the thought of this wedding happening within the week since Catch was reluctantly returning to New Jersey without me. There was no doubt in my mind he’d show up and kidnap me. This man really loved me.

Turning on my side, I slid toward the edge of the bed away from Catch. His strong hand gripped my hip.

“Bombshell,” he rasped. His voice was heavy with sleep. The man needed to rest.

“Yes?” I answered without facing him.

“Ride my cock.”

A shiver shot through my body and struck my core. I pulled my lower lip into my mouth. Why was I addicted to this man? Refusing to have sex with Catch wasn’t something my pussy would logically let me do.

“Reverse cowgirl?” I asked glancing over my shoulder.

“Fuck no. I want to watch your pretty brown tits bounce up and down while you work that good pussy. After we come, I’m going to feast on your pussy, drink another of your orgasms as I enjoy the pleasurable faces you make for only me when you come.”

My heart squealed in my chest. I swear I felt my cheeks heat. As hurt as I was by him not asking me to marry him, I knew I’d still walk down the aisle and tell him I do.

“Then I’ll go back to sleep sated. For the time being anyway.” Catch winked.

Without giving it a second thought, I threw my naked body over his, straddling his thighs. I reached up to secure my black satin bonnet on my head.

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