I came across a few people in my classes and we chatted with them and Miranda made me dance. It wasn’t that I didn’t like dancing and did it all the time with Bella, but I felt self-conscious here. I could feel people looking at me and I tried to ignore it as some of the girls that we were talking to giggled during a second of quiet in the song that was playing.
College was a lot different than high school in this setting. I told myself to let go and just enjoy myself until Miranda walked away to hug a brunette guy. I stopped moving and watched her as the other girls seemed to drift off, looking at Miranda as she sat down and started talking to another group.
“Hey there. Want to dance?” a male voice asked as I glanced up to see warm brown eyes. I forced a smile on my face. I could do this. I dated in high school and it was fine. We started to dance together, and I sipped another soda as the guy introduced himself as Billy. He was cute with messy brown hair and a good figure though not as good as Boyce. I reminded myself not to think about Boyce and kept dancing as my favorite song came on.
We ended up going outside and getting some fresh air on the back patio. I knew from talking to Bella that she went to a lot of parties and loved them. I could learn to do the same. Billy sat down on a patio chair and asked me to join him as I sat a couple of feet away and looked up at the sky. “What’s your major?” Billy asked as I started to tell him, knowing that small talk would kill time. He kissed me a little while into the conversation and I gasped in surprise. It wasn’t unpleasant, and I stilled as he pressed closer to me.
I didn’t feel the electricity that I did with Boyce, but that was because it was so forbidden with him. Billy reached a hand around my head to cup my face and deepened the kiss as I leaned closer to him, giving into the moment.
CHAPTER 11
Boyce
I stayed with Bella for a week at her shoe box apartment, sleeping on the couch instead of at a hotel like I preferred. She was going to be fine, but I wanted to help her with anything that she might need. I neglected her enough working when she was younger and always worked to make up for that.
I thought about Vivian a lot during my stay. I knew that she kept in touch with Bella over the last few days, but we agreed that we wouldn’t talk while I was there. There was no real reason for it and we didn’t want to cause any suspicion. I wanted to, and I’d think about her at night when I was sleeping on the couch that I bought Bella for her place. At least it was comfortable, but I was lonely for Vivian. I wanted her in my bed again or at least on the phone, but I didn’t chance it. Bella would be devastated.
I flew home once she was ready to go back to class, hugging my daughter goodbye. There was a weekend coming up and I hoped that Vivian could make a trip home as I flew, answering emails for work and finding out what was going on from my managers. Everything was running smoothly, and I leaned back to sip my coffee as I breathed in deeply. I knew that my thoughts were more than physical towards Vivian and it worried me as I looked over the sky and the setting sun.
James was at the airport to pick me up and we drove home in a comfortable silence. I looked at my house as we pulled into the garage and thanked him for bringing me home as I grabbed my luggage from the trunk. I knew that the house was going to be empty when I got there but the silence was intimidating after staying in New York for the last several days. I unpacked and got some laundry started before I reached for my phone as I sat on the bed. I sent Vivian a text and turned on the TV, finding a hockey game as I waited for her to get back to me.
Vivian: Boyce? Are you home? How’s Bella?
Me: She’s going back to school next week. She’s going to be fine.
Vivian: That’s great.
Me: I missed you. Can you come see me soon?
Vivian: I am free this weekend if you are. I thought that you might want to go back into the office and catch up.
There was something off about her messages and I frowned.
Me: I’ll be there the next couple of days, but we can go with the original plan of Saturday, if you can make it.
Vivian: Sure. I can leave in the morning.
Me: Can I call you?
She agreed, and I dialed her number, dropping back onto the pillows as I heard the shaking in her voice. “Are you okay, Vivian?”
“I’m fine. It’s good to hear your voice,” Vivian replied as I heard the desire in her tone. We made some small talk and I told her about New York, saying that I’d like to take her there some time in the future. The conversation turned sexual in an instant as I slipped my hand down to grip my cock tightly, hearing her soft moans through the receiver.
This was so much more than sex.
I jerked off hard as she spoke, telling me that she missed me as she fingered her clit. I told her where to touch herself and how, loving that she did everything that I asked. I longed to have her naked in front of me, wet and ready for me to fuck her senseless. I came in my shorts, spilling my heat over my hands and the cloth as I cried out her name.
I fell asleep like that after we ended the call, worn out from our phone sex. It got more aggressive with each call and I knew that I was going to ravage her when she arrived here in a few days. I rose early the following day to work out in my gym and go into the office early to get some work done, thinking about Vivian as I chatted with clients and staff. It was Thursday now, and I’d more than likely be here for most of the next forty-eight hours and I made another cup of coffee as I picked up the phone to make another call.
Friday night, I arrived home late and showered before I fell into bed. I knew that Vivian planned to leave in the morning and figured I’d wake her up. I didn’t sleep well on Bella’s couch and needed to do some catching up after putting in so many hours at the office. I fell asleep to the TV and moved when I thought I heard a door opening. I blinked slowly in the light of the sun, seeing a figure in my doorway. “Hey,” Vivian told me softly as she smiled at me. I looked at the clock to see that it was nine and reached my arms back to rest my head on them.
“Are you going to stand there all day?” I asked as she blushed and walked into the room. I’d made sure that we would have the house to ourselves and Vivian gave me a heated look as she sat on the end of the bed, staring at me.
“I told myself that I was going to come here and that nothing was going to happen.” Her words sobered me, and I frowned at her. “I know how wrong I was.”
“Do you regret us?” I asked as I leaned forward, reaching towards Vivian.
“It’s not regret,” Vivian assured me as she moved to sit over me, her lips brushing mine. I cupped her head and deepened the kiss hungrily as she moaned against me. I knew what she was talking about since I tried to talk myself out of this several times in New York. Bella wouldn’t understand any of this. Vivian was her best friend and like a sister to my daughter. I noticed when she’d point out attractive older women on the streets but didn’t take a second look at any of them. My mind was only on Vivian.
“What is it?” I asked her before I claimed her lips again, reaching down to cup her ass as our tongues danced together. I maneuvered her onto her back easily, slipping her leggings off before I kissed her again. Vivian sighed happily as I pressed my cock against her pussy, happy to find her bare underneath the cotton. I reached down to finger her clit slowly, kissing down her face and neck as Vivian moaned. She was slick with heat and her nub was swollen as I stroked her, listening to her moans as she edged closer to a release.
I wanted to plunge my cock inside of her and fuck her blind, but I kept stroking, feeling her moisture slipping over the tip of my finger. I needed her to come for me before I drove myself inside of her. I whispered for Vivian to take her shirt off before I nipped at her neck, pulling back as she ripped the sweatshirt over her head, leaving her only in a lace bra. I slipped two fingers inside of her, curling them to find the place that made her crumble apart for me. It was the spot that made her scream my name and soak my fingers with her release. It was my favorite thing.
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sp; Vivian jerked before coming, my name on her lips. I watched her face contorting in pleasure as she came, leaning forward to suck a hard nipple through the bra as she moaned my name. “Fuck me, Boyce.” Vivian begged as I stared at her. Vivian reached out to grip my cock in her hand, the other hand sliding up my chest as she locked gazes with me. “I want you bare. I want to feel you.” Her voice was so soft, but I heard every word as I spread her legs open and guided myself inside of her tight pussy.
Vivian rocked against me as I buried myself inside of her, wrapping her legs and arms around me to pull me closer. We moved together roughly, our bodies slapping together as we fucked. We made up for the lost time in our motions as I drove harder inside of her. “You feel so fucking good.” I arched back to take her again, feeling nails down my back as I cried out. “Baby, I’m going to come.”
Vivian raised her hips up and I fucked her harder as she groaned for me. “Come with me,” she begged me as she pulled me closer, dragging my lips to hers for a deep kiss. I felt her tighten around me and jerked one more time before I filled her with my release. I dropped back and tumbled to my side, needing a rest as I looked at her.
“Damn it. You still feel just as good,” I murmured as she smiled weakly. “When I can move again, do you want some coffee and breakfast, or do you just want to stay in bed all day?”
“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.
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