“Your pussy feels so good, so tight around my cock.”Vince’s words muffled as his lips trailed down her temple to her cheek. “I want to hear you scream my name when youcome.” He enunciatedwith a sharp thrust curling her toes.
Fiona bit down on his shoulder as she felt the tip of his cock rub a sensitive spot. What was that? “Do that again.” He did with the same response. Her inner muscles flexed with every stroke of his cock on that spot. Her teeth sank into his shoulder, her nails biting into his back as her body reached for climax.
He clutched the back of her head as his hips pumped furiously. This was what she had been wanting. What she had been missing. All Fiona could do was hold on for the ride asVincedrove her into the mattress. She vaguely felt something tear but was too lost to care.
“I love you,” she repeated over and over again.
Vinceslid a hand under her hips to give him a better angle and drive further into her. Fiona swore she felt more of his cock too, but didn’t question it. She loved it. A pressure built in her core, tightening and tightening, ready to snap any moment, but it was still just out of reach.
“Come for me,”Vincecommanded.
That’s all it took. Fiona exploded, biting down onVince’s shoulder as her body erupted into a thousand pieces, leaving her drained and depleted.Vincewasn’t far behind her. Groaning into her shoulder as she felt his cock twitch inside her as he came.
Vinceslumped to his side, pulling her with him, when Fiona noticed a large amount of liquid against the inside of her leg. She looked down at her leg, then at Vincent’s deflating cock. His bare cock. The only evidence there had been a condom, was the white band around the base. Where was the rest of the condom?
“Vince,” she said, trying to stay calm.
“Hmm,” he murmured, not moving.
“We have a problem.”
“Shh.” He tried pulling her head down to his chest. “I know, the stalker. We’ll deal with it later. I just want to lie here and hold you now.”
Fiona tried fighting his hold when she blurted out, “The condom broke.”
Chapter 18
That got his attention.
Vincelooked down at the broken condom. He stared at it a long moment like he could mend it with his mind, but the damage was already done.
Growing up with a horde of sisters and their children, Fiona had learned about ovulation and baby making. “I just ended my cycle so there isn’t a fear of pregnancy. I’m also on the pill,” she said, filling in the silence.
That seemed to snapVincefrom his daze. “Sorry, that’s never happened before.”
A condom break or a pregnancy scare?
“The condom breaking.” He answered her unspoken question. “I’ve always been very careful. I guess I was just a little too rough there toward the end. It won’t happen again.”
Fiona didn’t like the sound of that. “I liked it.”
“As did I, but I’m not willing to risk it again. We’ll do slow. Less chance of a condom breaking then.”
Fiona didn’t like this plan. She liked fast and hard. The feeling ofVincepounding inside of her. If he started holding back now, there was a chance he would start to get bored and stray, or worse, stop touching her altogether. She needed to nip this in the ass, quick. “There you go again, making decisions for me. It’s my goddamn life too, and I’m tired of everyone telling me how to live it.”
Vinceshot out of bed, tossing the broken condom in the trash next to the bed before looking for clothes that were wadded up next to his duffel. “In this, yes, I am making the final decision,” He said, angerly pulling his shirt over his head. “I’m not ready for kids and everything that comes with them. I just told you I love you not even an hour ago. I can’t deal with this. I’m not ready to—” He paused, putting his legs through the pant holes. By the pause, she knew what he was going to say.
“To what?” Fiona interjected, standing up to get her own clothes. There was something about arguing naked. It made her feel even more vulnerable. She knew a relationship withVincewouldn’t be easy. He had fought them being together for so long that a quick fuck wouldn’t undo all his doubts, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. It hurt more.
She knew he loved her. Yes, a broken condom wasn’t ideal, but it wasn’t the end of the world. She was out of her window to conceive so she didn’t see what the big deal was. ButVincebeingVincewas looking for an out and just found one. “To be in a relationship? To be with me?”
Fiona didn’t think it was physically possible to feel such pain. felt like it was being ripped out of her chest. “I love you,Vince, but I can’t keep doing this.” She stomped over to her clothes, putting them on, not caring if they were backward or not. She just needed to leave.
Leave him, leave this house. Just leave. She couldn’t keep going on this merry-go-round with no end in sight. “Every time something doesn’t go the way you want, you retreat and you don’t care who you hurt in the process. I’m tired of it. You think I was excited the condom broke? Did you even give a shit what I thought? No, you selfishly only thought of yourself. Always looking out for number one. Well, good luck with that.”
Fiona marched out of the room with her head held high but barely made it to the doorway whenVincesnatched her back. She fought him with everything she had. No more. She wouldn’t let him piss her off and whisper some honeyed words for her to come running back to do it all over again.
Vinceheld her tight, taking the blows she delivered to his ribs and legs. He wrapped his arms around hers, so her mobility was limited. Fiona fought him until she was depleted of energy and sagged against him.
