Page 30 of Blade

After my shower, I head home and find Bianca waiting on the couch alone. Where are my sisters? I told them to wait with her. “I sent them home. I needed to process all this,” she says, waving her hands around.

“Yeah? And what did you come up with?” I ask her. Might as well get it over with. If she can’t handle this life, I’ll be forced to make a decision. Do I let her go or do I leave the club?

Neither option is appealing to me. My entire life is here. My family. Everything. If I left the club for Bianca, I would probably end up resenting her and I’m not even sure Bianca would let me do it.

But then again, if I let her go, that would kill me. In just a short amount of time, she has become my everything. I can’t imagine not waking up to her face every morning or not having the girls bust into our room, snuggling in the bed with us. I finally found what was missing in my life and I don’t want to lose it.

Bianca throws her arms around my neck, kissing my lips softly. “I decided, I love you and I can’t live without you.” She kisses me again but she’s being careful with her split lip. Grabbing my hand, she leads me to our room.

I can see where she wants this to go. “I don’t want to hurt you, Coco.”

“I’ll be fine. I really need you right now. I need you to wipe away all the memories of what happened today.” Nodding, I strip us both slowly and lay her on the edge of the bed. Dropping to my knees, I feast on my woman. I need her just as much as she needs me. Every time I think of that sick bastard and what could have happened to her, I lose it.

I just got her back. If I had lost her, I don’t know how I would have gone on living. In this short amount of time, she has wrapped herself around me. I don’t even think I could go a single day without her. Lapping at her sweet nectar, it doesn’t take long for her to come and I keep going. I want to wring one more orgasm from her before I’m inside her.

“Cam, that feels so good, baby,” she moans, thrusting her hands into my hair and pulling. She grinds herself into my mouth and from the sounds of her heavy panting, I would say she’s close again. Thrusting two fingers inside her, I latch onto her clit, and she comes again. Her juices flow down my hand and the sight has me hard as a rock.

Standing up, I hover over her and enter her with one hard thrust, stealing her moans with my mouth. Bianca wraps herself around me like an octopus and holds on tight.

“That’s it, baby. I feel the pussy gushing more juices for me. Fuck, you feel so damn good,” I moan out.

Bianca whimpers and licks my mouth, tasting her juices that are shining all over my face. I’ve never been big on eating pussy. I had to really like a girl to do that, and I definitely never did it to any of the bunnies.

Bianca’s walls begin to flutter, and I fuck her harder. When she lets out a loud moan, I cover her mouth with mine. Speeding up my thrusts, I rub her clit and she comes all over my cock, milking me for everything I have. I lie over her, panting, with my dick still inside her. Bianca walls still quiver. I grind my softened length inside her and she spasms.

“Sensitive?” I ask with an arched brow.

“Yes,” she moans shakily. I slowly pull out and she whimpers while her legs shake. Grabbing a rag, I clean her up and pull her body on top of mine. I need her super close tonight. I’m never letting her out of my sight. I know she’s going to be pissed, but until this shit is handled with the Knights, she isn’t working. I’m not putting my woman at risk anymore.

ChapterSeventeen

BIANCA

“What do you mean you’re not letting me go back to work?” I ask my soon-to-be-dead boyfriend. I just hung up the phone with Mark, letting him know I’ll be back in a few days, and Cameron is telling me I’m not going back anytime soon. I might have let him move me into his home and buy me that ridiculous truck, but if he thinks for one second that he’s going to control every single aspect of my life, he is terribly mistaken.

“Just what I said. You’re not going back to work. The Knights are still out there and I’m not putting you at risk again.”

Taking a deep breath, I try to reel in the anger. I understand he’s trying to protect me, but he has no right to tell me if and when I can go back to work. I worked my butt off to get to where I am, and I will not allow him to take that from me.

“I have a detail every time I go to work, and I learned my lesson about leaving the building without you. There’s no real danger in me going back to work.”

Cameron sighs and takes a deep breath. When he walks over and tries to pull me into his arms, I step back out of his reach. I know the minute he has me in his arms, he’s going to try and sweet talk me into doing what he wants. That’s not happening this time.

I love what I do. Since I was eight years old, all I did was dream of becoming a chef. He needs to learn that sometimes he needs to compromise and today is going to be that day.

“Coco, please. I almost lost you yesterday. I’m going to be out of my mind every second you’re not inside the gates of the compound.”

“No, Cameron. I want to work. I’m not budging on this. You need to compromise.”

I can see he’s losing his patience, and I don’t care. So am I. He can’t steamroll me every time he wants his way. “You don’t have to budge. If I tell the prospect not to let you leave, then you won’t,” he says with a shrug.

My mouth drops open and that little bit of control I was holding on to has finally snapped. If this is how he thinks this relationship is going to go, then he can have it. I’m not a child who will be told when I can and can’t leave my own home.

“You can’t be serious.”

“When it comes to your safety, I’ll do whatever it takes.”

“This isn’t safety, Cameron. It’s control!”

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