Page 57 of Tangled Hearts
“Fuck you, Christian,” she said, lips tight, eyes in the sky.
“That’s what you want? All you had to do was ask,” he stood up, her body shaking from her orgasm.
She bit her lip hard, face contorted, tears still falling even as her body gave out on her. Her hips rolled still riding the wave his mouth and fingers gave her, chasing that peak, broken and breathless.
Smirking, his face was drenched in her fluids.
“You still wanna talk later?” he asked, unzipping his pants. “Or you want the rest now?” Christian pulled his jeans down, his caramel dick popping out like surprise.
She turned her head. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me?—”
But she didn’t move when he entered her. Didn’t push him off. Her moan was loud. Her hands clawed at his back while he fucked her like she was his lifeline.
“You gon’ leave me?” he asked between thrusts.
“Yes,” she cried.
He picked up speed. “Say it like you mean it.”
“Iamleaving you!”
He kissed her shoulder. “Not yet you ain’t.”
Noir wrapped her legs around him. Her nails dug into his skin. She hated him so much. And still, she needed every inch of him in that moment.
He kissed her again.
She didn’t kiss back.
But she didn’t stop him either.
As he brought her to her peak, her heart broke into a million pieces. Noir didn’t know if they’d ever get back to their happy place, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to do it in the house they shared.
“Mama!” Noir called out trying not to let her voice break.
With a deep ache in her chest, she knew her mother was the only one who could help her. Nakorea was the epitome of strength, and she needed to lean on her mother in hopes of borrowing some. Usually, she would go to her best friend but knew Knycole had a lot of shit that needed to be handled on her own plate.
“What, girl?” Nakorea rounded the corner with a flora robe draped over her curvaceous body.
Noir burst into a thousand tears. “He had a baby on me.”
Rushing over to her, Nakorea hugged her daughter as tight as she could. “Aww, baby,” she said, rubbing her back soothingly.
Noir’s body shook as she sniffled and rattled shaky breaths, doing nothing to help calm her. “I don’t know what to do. Like, how could he do this to me?”
“Because he’s a young man.”
“So, you’re saying it’s ok because he’s young?” Noir looked at her mother once she’d pulled her face out of the crook of her neck.
Nakorea’s brows raised. “Did I say that? What I’m saying is, y’all are too young for that adult ass relationship.”
“I’m twenty-two, Ma.”
“And what the hell does that mean? You’ve been sneaking and creeping with that man since you were seventeen.”
Noir looked away.
“Oh, you didn’t think I knew that, huh? I know every damn thing. So, he cheated and made a baby. What you gonna do about it?” She placed her hands on her hips.
