And if I were, I’d have never sucked his dick because I’d have already had the life I wanted.
“Fuck.” He cried softly. “This is fucking cheating. I’m so fucking fucked!”
“I-It’s not. It’s OK—” I knew it wasn’t OK, but I didn’t want him to be upset either.
“Just why? Why?” He sobbed harder. “Fuck, Enzo. FUCK! You’re not with us. You’re not. Fuck.” He sat up, his body trembling. It took him a moment before he got up and went to his bathroom. I heard the water running and knew he was cleaning himself.
He came out a moment later and sat on the bed, his boxers back on.
“Why would you do that?Five years, Enzo. We jerked each other off. Not once did we do this shit. Not like this. Why now? I could have used a blow job so many fucking times over the years,and you chose tonight of all fucking times to do it. What the fuck, man?”
“I fucked up.”
“You’re wasted.” He sighed and put his head in his hands, his elbows on his knees. “I-I have to tell Rosalie?—”
“No. Don’t,” I said sharply. “Fucking don’t, Cole. I fucked up. Not you. I don’t know if it’ll ruin things for you. Just… don’t.”
“I learned what lying does,” he said, his voice shaking as he stared at me. “I’ll never do that shit again to her. I lost my fucking daughter for five years over that shit.” He cried softly. “I have to tell her.”
“What if you lose her again?”
“Honesty is a real bitch,” he choked out. “Just… go away. Please. Just… go, man.”
“Cole—”
“If you love her, tell her. Please,” he whispered. “She’s worth it.”
I stared at him. “I know she is.”
“Then fucking do it, then you can suck my cock with her.”
I scoffed, a bitter laugh leaving me. “I didn’t even want to suck your cock tonight. I just wanted you to stay.”
“That’s really fucked up,” he snapped. “You selfish fucking asshole.”
I swallowed.
“Get the fuck out, man.”
When I didn’t move, he yelled, his face twisting in anger.
“GET THE FUCK OUT!” He threw his pillow at me.
I went to the door as he sat sobbing on his bed. I hurt him. I fucked up. Again.
“I’m sorry, brother,” I whispered.
He only cried harder.
God, I really was a fucking mess.
26
EVAN
“Fuck,” I groaned, coming deep inside Rosalie’s pussy as she rode me.
I loved it when she was on top. She always let go a little bit, and it made my dick even harder.
