Lunch was a big family reunion, mostly consisting of me sitting back and watching the two most important men in my life catch up on old times. Benji looked like hell, but every time he looked at me, I saw the love in his eyes. It was hard to believe that he had chosen me for that honor. Finally, we said goodbye to my brother, promising to meet up with him that night so he could see the gym and meet Amelia and I drove Benji to his apartment, my heart overflowing with love for him.

“Well,” he said as I pulled into a parking spot. “I didn’t expect that to happen, but hell, it was good to see Luke.”

“Yes,” I said, pulling the keys out of the engine. “It was good to see him.”

Benji’s fingers touched the back of my neck, kneading the tension away that was knotted there. “I love you, Danielle. I love you more than anything on this damn earth, and I will spend a lifetime proving that to you.”

Tears spiked my lashes as I looked over at him, the man that had stolen my heart nearly from day one. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this.”

He smiled tenderly, his fingers drifting down my cheek. “The same could be said of me.”

I leaned into his touch. “Can we go make up for lost time in the bed?”

He winked at me, opening the car door. “You read my mind love.”

I grinned as I followed him up the stairs, sighing as he started to nibble on my neck as the elevator took us up to his apartment. “Where’s Amelia?” I breathed as his hand roamed over my body, grabbing my ass lightly.

“She’s with Marcella,” he said against my skin, his teeth grazing the sensitive area behind my ear. “We will go get her later on, but I want a piece of you first.”

I nearly melted at the words he spoke, not just the fact that he wanted a piece of me either. He wanted me to be part of his life. It was more than a dream come true, it was destiny, fate, or whatever you believe in.

We stumbled down the hall to his apartment, my hands shaking as I inserted the key into the lock and pushed the door open. Benji was on me as soon as he shut the door. I moaned as he crushed his lips to mine, his hard body pressing into mine, soothing all those warm places that had been on fire for him. It was always just him. He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom, my hand already on my dress zipper as we walked into the room. He reached for me, and I danced out of his touch, giving him a flirty smile as I slid the dress off my body, allowing it to pool at my feet. His eyes darkened appreciatively as I slid my undergarments off as well, standing before him in my birthday suit.

“Damn Danielle,” he breathed, his eyes roaming over my body. “You’re gorgeous. I can’t believe you’re all mine.”

I sauntered toward him, placing a hand on his chest. “Your turn big boy.”

He looked down at his arm. “I need some help.”

I laughed and helped him remove his t-shirt, my fingers touching the thick bandage that covered the ultimate proof of his love for Amelia and me. “If I had lost you, I don’t know what I would have done.”

His good hand cupped my cheek. “But you didn’t, and we are here now.”

“Yes,” I said, kissing his chest as I reached for his belt. “We are here now.” And I had no intentions of ever letting him go.

With surprising speed, I had him naked before me in the span of a few minutes. I took in his honed body, dotted with fading bruises from his fight. But to me, he was perfect. With trembling hands, I touched him, eliciting a groan in response as my hands drifted lower. “Damn you are killing me,” Benji said as I grasped him gently, feeling him pulsate in my hands.

“Easy now,” I said softly, pressing my naked body against him as I drew his head down for a kiss. He groaned and ravaged my mouth, his good hand sliding across my back and down to my ass, squeezing it. “I want you,” he said against my mouth, his hand sliding around my waist and walking me backward until I was pressed up against the bed. He knelt before me, his tongue snaking out and touching me there, my knees weakening as he found my hardened clit. My hands went into his hair, pulling him closer as he explored me with his tongue, feeling my body sliding toward the brink. When it happened, I fell apart against his mouth, my sobs filling the room.

Benji stood and covered my body with his, sliding home in a single swift motion. I gasped as he filled me, grabbing his shoulders to pull him closer still. Then I remembered his arm.

Pushing at his good shoulder, I rolled him over on the bed, climbing on top of him as I gave him a saucy smile. “We can’t have any more injuries, can we?”

“I could get used to this,” Benji laughed, his hand on my waist, his eyes darkening as he slid it up to cup my breast. “Do what you will with me.”

I started to move, the new position giving me all kinds of feels inside. He was hot and thick inside, and the mere friction between us brought me to a quick orgasm, my body shaking with need. “Yes,” Benji said, his hand helping guide me to a good rhythm. “That’s it, love.”

I sobbed as the orgasms started to crash over me, Benji shouting as he poured into me. I collapsed on his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat under my cheek as his hand ran up my sweating spine lazily. “As much as I don’t want to ruin this moment, we have to discuss the fact that I forgot to suit up.”

I kissed his chest lightly, a grin on my lips. “It’s alright. I am on the pill.”

“Thank God,” he said. “I don’t think I could take another little one right now.”

I lifted my head to look at him. “And if it fails?”

He touched my cheek, a tender smile on his lips. “Then we will need a bigger place.”