BLAIR POVWhat the hell was wrong with me? I had hit the rock so hard. Making out with my boss without regard to the fact I was only wearing a nursing tank. No bra, and no pads was a very foolish move. “I'm wet.” I almost said in a whisper.Another rumble came from his chest. “That's a good thing. I don't understand why you look like you're a second away from passing out.”I closed my eyes, wishing I could have honestly just passed out. “Not wet there. Well, I was wet there too, but__God, Ronnell. I'm so fucking embarrassed right now. Could you just not look at me so I can run out of here with at least some shred of dignity left.”Still holding me, he leaned back, and I refused to look away like I had begged. I already knew what he was seeing: Damp fabric clinging to my traitorous nipples. “Is that breast milk?”“Yes,” I cringed. All of this was natural and beautiful when it came to feeding my child, but having a grown man like Ronnell witness this catastrophe had me feeling undesirab
BLAIR POVRonnell held my hands while he led me upstairs bypassing my room to enter his. The only time I had been inside his room was the first time I had come in to get my injury checked but this time around, he guided me to his bed, and nerves clawed through my belly.My breath hitched and my heart raced non-stop. “Ronnell, I don't think I'm ready for this.” I clutched his hands tightly like a lifeline. “I don't think I can—” he gently tapped my lips with his finger. “Shuuush__i’m not going to fuck you. We would just take things slowly but right now, I want you to lay down and let me make you c-m as many times as it takes to switch off your whirling dervish mind. Can you at least do that for me, please, princess? Can you be a good girl for Daddy and let me lick you?” Oh Goodness. My toes curled into the thick rug that I stood on, and I had to stop my eyes from rolling back to my head. Who the hell was this man to talk dirty to me so light-headed and still make me wet?His stares w
BLAIR POVI watched as Ronnell climbed over me, staring at my wet and clingy top. At this point, sweet butterflies had traveled all the way to my belly button. I was a mess, and I honestly didn't care, and he either didn't seem to care.With a soft groan that seemed wild, untamed, and sexy escaped his lips, he drove down to my chest and sucked the cotton into his mouth. Another moan escaped my own lips, then he tugged my tank down enough for him to lap at my damp flesh. If I had been more aware of anything other than how good he was making me feel, I might have paused to worry that he would end up running in disgust and irritation, but there was no room for that in my pleasure-drenched mind. Ronnell buried his face between my breasts, his tongue dragging over my milky skin. His breathing was heavy, panting heavily over me. His erection prodded my inner thigh through his sweatpants, but he made no move to find relief in me. And that was good. I wasn't ready, and he had turned me on,
BLAIR POV“HELLO!”Four capital letters and an exclamation point. That’s all it took to ruin my day. Ronnell and I didn’t even get to work until ten-thirty, but by noon, I was already drowning my sorrows in overpriced iced coffee with Samuel and Rosa. Smith had the audacity to text me.I couldn’t believe he actually had the nerve.“Wait, that’s all he said?” Samuel feigned shock, his exaggerated reaction providing a much-needed laugh. “That asshole—I mean, screw him.”Rosa pushed my phone back. “Listen to me, sweetheart. Do not reply.”"Oh, I wasn't planning on it," I groaned, rubbing my temples. A blissful night of uninterrupted sleep had felt like a distant dream. "I'd just started to forgive him, you know? Like, it wasn't even worth being mad anymore."Sam waved a fry in my direction. "Maybe he sensed your peace and decided to remind you he exists. Just to keep things interesting."Rosa chimed in, "Or he's really bored."I rolled my eyes, taking a sip of my coffee. “Most likely tha
BLAIR POV"I'm sorry, but what are you doing?" I gasped, still catching my breath from the kiss we had just shared.He frowned, looking down at me. "You weren't at your desk. I wanted to have lunch with you. Is that a problem?""I already had lunch with Samuel and Rosa. We had breakfast this morning, remember?" I replied. But instead of listening, he brushed my hair aside and kissed the side of my neck."I wanted more than breakfast with you," he murmured, his eyes intense. "I was alone at my desk.""You should've left the office. Gone to a restaurant," I suggested, my toes curling in my shoes from his touch. "We can't do this here, Ronnell."I bit my lower lip, aware that I was perhaps overstepping. This was his company after all, and he had every right to dictate what happened within its walls. I should have voiced my reservations about what we were doing, but the words were stuck in my throat. If I'd said anything, he might have agreed, and the thought of that was unbearable.“Hey,
RONNELL POVThree hours later, Blair finally showed up. She stood in the doorway, hesitant, tugging at the hem of her clothes. I patted the empty space beside me on the bed, inviting her in. As she approached, I noticed her eyes darting around the room, a blush creeping up her cheeks.She looked stunning. Her hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders in soft curls. I noticed she was wearing a new pink, silky camisole pajama gown that seemed to glow in the dim light. It was clear she'd taken the time to prepare, and the fact that she'd chosen this particular outfit made my heart race.It honestly gratified me to know this was for me that she had taken some time to put on something special and let down her hair before she came in here for my gaze alone. My cock involuntarily stirred with interest as I watched her climb into my bed, giving me a very good view of the lace bralette she had on under the gown. Blair in that right now was a heady combination. She settled beside me with a
RONNELL POVPushing my elbow, I yanked my T-shirt off. Her palms were drawn to my chest like a magnet, sliding along my width and then down to my abdomen. 'God, she's killing me.' Her tongue darted out, wetting her upper lip, and I was dangerously close to losing control. The scent of her perfume mixed with the heat of the room, creating a heady intoxication. I wanted to devour her.I fingered the thin straps of her top. “Can I take this off, too?”She was slower to nod, reluctance tinting her cheeks. “Okay.” My brows drew together as I frowned. “We do not have to do this if you don't want to,” She reached up, smoothing the line between my collarbone. “I want to do crazy things with you but I'm just nervous. But I trust you, Ronnell.” “You should.” I gathered the material of her gown, pulling it up carefully, giving her time to change her mind. When she didn't, I slipped it over her head and tossed it to the side. “I promise to take care of you, princess. You need to trust, daddy.”
RONNELL POV"You don't have to worry about that, princess," I promised. Positioning myself at her entrance, I watched her face. "Are you sure and ready for me?"She nodded slightly before responding. "Yes, just... go slow.""You don't have to worry about that. You trust me, and I've got you." It took great effort not to plunge into her all at once. This was her second time with me after a long time too, and I would hate myself if I ended up hurting her.Her heat engulfed me as I slid into her and her eyes held mine. They flared deeper as I got, and her breathing shallowed, until she was panting.“Breath for Daddy, princess.” I touched her lips to mine. “Just breathe softly and let me in. I'm almost there.” Her thighs climbed my hips, opening herself to me. “You're so big, and i___” “And you are so tighter than I could vividly recall. But I know you can take this because little Ronnie down there wants you so badly.” I said stroking her hair from her face, while kissing her lips tende