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“Coffee. I only had a small cup before I left campus,” she told me as I nodded and closed my eyes slowly. I’d slept well and knew that I should be rested, but that was a wearing morning greeting for me.
We both rested for a little while before I handed her a long t-shirt to wear, slipping on some shorts after I used the bathroom. I led the way down the stairs and opened the fridge as she brewed some coffee for us. I threw together some omelets with the vegetables that Anne kept the fridge stocked with and Vivian got some toast going.
I still sensed something off about her as we sat down to eat. “I have to tell you something.” Vivian looked at me with wide eyes. “I went to a party on campus last weekend when you were in New York. I went and hung out with some friends and I…slept with someone.”
I felt shock rippling through my veins as I held my cup in the air. “You slept with someone. Was it another student?” I asked as she nodded slowly. “Am I…is this not enough for you?” I couldn’t believe that words coming out of my mouth. I’d never been a jealous man, never cared for any other woman than Nora as more than a warm body in my bed.
“No, it isn’t that. I was at the party with a bunch of kids my age and I wanted to be like them. I don’t know. He kissed me, and I just went with it. I woke up the following morning in his bed in the house where the party was held.” Vivian blinked as she raised her eyes to meet mine.
“Did you like it?” I asked as she bit her lip. “Were you drunk?”
“No. I only sipped some beer and tossed it. I drank soda the rest of the night. I was missing you, Boyce. I was feeling weak.” Vivian sipped her coffee slowly as pain crossed her face. “Maybe I was trying to sabotage this thing with us.”
I stared at her as she fidgeted in the chair across from me. I felt the rage pass through me at the thought of another man’s hands on her and stood as Vivian stared at me. “I’m sorry, Boyce.”
I reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her up as she whimpered. I walked Vivian towards the counter and pressed her against it, facing the wall as I stroked her hair back away from her face. “Did you come the way you do for me, Viv?”
“No,” she replied in a shaking voice as I pressed my lips to her skin. “It’s the first time I’ve ever done anything like that before.”
“Bend over the counter, Vivian. I need to make you remember how I feel fucking you,” I told her in a low voice as she shivered and moved forward. I lifted the shirt up and looked at her ass for a moment, perfect and pale for me as lust raged thought my veins. “This pussy is mine.” I smacked her ass lightly as she jerked forward, crying put softly. I hit her a little harder and watched as fluid seeped down her thighs, knowing the signs of arousal. “I am going to fuck you blind right now and make you remember only me.” I loved a little dominance with a woman and I slapped her again as she moaned long and low. I let my shorts drop to the ground and slid my cock inside of her as she cried my name, gripping her hips tightly as I buried myself inside of her. As much as I hated the idea of her with another man, I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth of her slick pussy. “I will come to your apartment myself if you need any of this, Vivian. I am the only man that will be fucking you from now on.” I was aware that I was claiming her verbally and physically with my actions, but I didn’t care. It was what I wanted, and it took her telling me that she slept with someone else to get the words out.
I fucked her hard and fast as I held her steady, driving myself deeply inside of her as she wrapped around me. “Yours…I am all yours.” She came a beat before me and I buried myself all the way inside of her and came hard. I cried her name as I moved slowly, filling her with my hot seed as Vivian dropped her face against the cold counter.
I let her recover and lifted her carefully to carry her to the couch, dropping down with her gently as she snuggled into my bare chest. “Are you okay?”
“This is so intense with you. I wanted to know if it was like that with anyone and I know that it isn’t. I’m scared, Boyce. What are we going to do about the holidays when Bella is here with us?”
“We’ll worry about that later,” I assured her as I stroked her hair back. I knew that we were sinking in deeper with every moment together, but I didn’t care. We made our way to the table to reheat the food and eat before she walked upstairs and dropped into bed to take a nap. I knew that she was worn out from everything that morning and joined her, needing her heat against me as I closed my eyes.
I woke up a few hours later to my phone ringing beside me and reached for it before it woke Vivian up. I saw Bella’s name on the screen and greeted her as I glanced at Vivian curled up on her side. “Hey, there. How are you feeling?”
“Better. I got out of the apartment for a bit today. I talked to the insurance company, Dad. They’re totaling the rover, but it was his fault, so I am hashing it out with the insurance company. I’m glad I can get to school easily until we figure out what’s going on.” I heard the sorrow in her voice and looked over at Vivian as she stirred beside me. Her eyes popped open and I pressed a finger to her lips as she gazed at me with wide eyes. “Have you talked to Viv?”
“I think she’s coming by to get some things today. I got a text this week,” I replied casually as Bella went on to tell me that she was certain Vivian was sleeping with someone. She told me to dig for information before we ended the call and I laughed aloud. “So, you’re sleeping with someone?”
“I can’t hide anything from her. I’ll tell her it’s some college kid,” Vivian said with concern as she pushed her hair back.
“I’m not mad. I like that your closest friend can tell that you’re happy. You are, right?” I dropped beside her, my lips close to hers as our eyes locked.
“I’m something,” Vivian replied as she pressed her mouth to mine for a soft kiss.
CHAPTER 12
Vivian
We spent a great weekend together before I left to go back to campus Sunday night. We spent most of our time in bed, but he also took me out to dinner Saturday night. It was my favorite place there and we played it off to be a casual evening out catching up with one another, but I couldn’t keep my hands off him in the car. He drove us back to the house where we walked inside and poured some wine before starting a movie. Boyce gave the term Netflix and chill new meaning that night.
I hated going back to school on Sunday night. I should want to go back to my own place and new life, but I knew that I was going to miss Boyce. He told me that if I didn’t make it back to the house the following weekend, we’d get a hotel or stay at my place. I had a few friends at school now though nobody close enough to stop by and visit. Not yet. As good as Boyce looked for
his age, it was clear that he was not a college student and tongues would be wagging. I wasn’t that far from home and we could be recognized, for all I knew.
I walked into my apartment and unpacked the backpack in my quiet bedroom, tossing the dirty clothes into the hamper and hanging the new stuff that I brought in the closet. I played back the weekend and blushed as I thought about being on the counter with Boyce claiming me. He was so rough with me and I knew that telling him what I did got to him. I closed my eyes and took a slow breath as I heard his words echoing through my head.
Boyce said that I was his. He was planning to see me as soon as we could arrange it, here or there. I knew that each week would drag now as I waited to be in his arms again and I stretched my arms over my head. My entire body ached from the sex with him, but I knew I’d give him more anytime that he asked me to.
I crawled into bed early, turning on the television for noise as I tossed and turned. I was falling for Boyce and I knew that would be a problem. I just didn’t know how to stop this from continuing and I reached for my phone as I saw the screen light up.
It was Boyce and we talked for an hour in our beds, watching the same show as we discussed it. While there was a sense of burning lust between us, there was also something comfortable as well. We could talk and laugh together easily and had seen the other go through hard times. I considered myself a kid through most of his hard times, but I tried to make things easier on him when I could, even at a young age.
