Page 74 of When We Fall: Part One
“Sunshine?” I mumbled. “You’re home?”
“Hey,” she answered in that sweet voice of hers.
“Fuck, I’m wasted,” I continued, struggling to sit forward to see her. We hadn’t spoken in over a week. In fact, I was on the verge of admitting I’d lost her. It had definitely been plaguing me. I couldn’t count the number of times I’d picked up the phone to call her but forced myself to give her and Fox space in the hopes it would bring them home.
“You need to sleep,” she said. “Come on. I’ll help you to bed.”
“Fuck sleep. I need you.” I gave her a tug and pulled her onto my lap before I nuzzled into her neck. I inhaled deeply, breathing in her sweet scent. “Mm, Sunshine.” I kissed the delicate flesh of her throat before I went to her collarbone.
“You hate me, don’t you?” I kissed her more, praying she wouldn’t hand me my ring and walk away.
“I don’t hate you,” she said softly. “I just don’t understand you sometimes. You hurt me, but I don’t think it’s your intention.”
“Never,” I said. “It’s never my intention. You are the love of my life, Rosalie Bishop… De Luca. I want to marry you and put my heir inside you.” I cinched her closer to me and pressed against her belly. “Right here. My baby will grow healthy and strong. He’ll be a better man than I am.”
She said nothing as I kissed along her shoulder and kept my hand on her stomach.
“Cole wants a baby first, but I’m selfish. I want to be the first.” I worked my fingers beneath her soft dress and found her warm pussy.
“Enzo—”
“Please?” I choked out. “Don’t tell me no. I’ve missed you so damn much.”
She hesitated for a moment before letting her legs fall open for me. I let out a sigh of relief and found my way beneath her panties. Slowly, I slid my finger along her warm slit until she was nice and damp for me. Then I fingered her pussy so gently I didn’t even recognize myself.
“Tell me you love when I touch you,” I husked out into her ear.
“I love when you touch me,” she answered back, her voice soft and trembling. I loved when she reacted that way, but this time was different. There was no passion in her voice. Even in my drunken state, I could hear the pain and indifference in her words.
I pulled my hand away from her and let them fall to my sides, her still on my lap.
“I’m losing you,” I said simply, the words making me want to vomit. “You and Fox are leaving, aren’t you?”
“Enzo—”
I reached out and wrapped my hand around her delicate neck, then squeezed while cinching her tightly against me with my other arm.
“No one fucking leaves me,” I snarled into her ear, my voice shaking. “Neither of you are going to leave us. I told you this already.”
“I’m not.” Her elbow landed firmly against my guts, causing my hold on her to loosen. She took advantage of it and turned on my lap so she was straddling me.
I winced as she squeezed my face tightly and gave me a shake.
“You don’t get to decide that either, Lorenzo. In all matters of what the fuck I do, I decide. If I want to leave you, I’ll leave you. If I want to stay and fuck you for three days straight while you’re tied to my bedpost, I will. And if I want to bring someone else into our family and make you watch while I fuck him, I’m going to. You do not get to decide anything I do. I dictate my happiness, not you. Got it?” She crushed her lips against mine, rendering me speechless. I didn’t fight her on it. In my drunken state, I was almost game to see if she’d actually bring someone home and force me to watch her fuck him. The thought confused me because her words really turned me on, but I blamed it on my drunken state instead of my insanity.
There was no fight or resistance in me as she undid my belt and pants before sinking deep onto my cock and riding me. I let her pin my arms to my sides, mesmerized as she fucked me slowly, her sweet pussy hugging my dick.
“Now you tell me that you love when I touch you,” she said, leaning against me, her lips brushing against my ear.
“I love it when you touch me,” I choked out.
“Tell me you love when I fuck you,” she continued, grinding hard on my cock.
I let out a groan, my words slurred and filled with so much pleasure that I thought I’d explode. She swiveled her hips once more, making me cry out before she tangled her fingers in my hair and rode me a little harder.
“I love when you fuck me.”
I was going to come so hard I’d probably break through her birth control and plant my kid deep inside her body. Cole would hate me, but fuck, it felt good for her to take control.
