Breaking My Heart

by Aleya Michelle

  “I want to kiss you down there I but need to be inside you so bad.” With that I pull down his undies telling him I want him inside of me as well. Grabbing his cock I start stroking. I love his size, so big and thick. His fingers dip into my g-string and goes straight into my core, one finger, then two, then three.

  His thumb finds my clit. “Yes!” I scream. I pull my g-string off and flick it not caring where it lands and tell him, “Put your cock in me now!” It takes him about two seconds before the tip of his enormous cock pushes into my dripping pussy. He pushes in further. “Harder,” I beg him. He pushes in so deep and hard it hits my cervix. He pulls out and thrusts again. “Oh yes!” The rhythm is perfect, I meet him thrust for thrust pushing upwards, I never want it to end, it feels so amazing.

  Harder he goes like a machine. His animalistic instincts have kicked in and he is wild with passion. I feel so hot knowing this is all for me. He is mine. I can have this whenever and however many times I want this!

  I grip his arse and kiss his lips, looking into his eyes I can see the want he has for me. I feel it too; the spark between us is electric, hot, and magical.

  This is definitely the best birthday present of the day!

  In my twenty-five years in existence I've never felt so strongly for another human being.

  Lust yes, but not this.

  The sweet, magical, surreal and strong sense of never wanting to be apart from this person. Love.

  I'm devoted to this man heart, body and soul. I adore him and love him more than life itself.

  He has shown me love in return and it is the most amazing feeling to know it's reciprocated back in equal extremities. He tells me words like forever, always, till death do us part.

  I believe him, I really do. But I also know things can change. I know they can but I really, really, really hope they don't.

  He looks into my bright blue irises as if by some magical occurrence he can see my soul, I see his in return. The love, lust, hunger and even fear in his soul.

  Fear of the unknown, the strength of our love. The passion so intense that it plagues me with the what ifs.

  What if he leaves?

  What if he moves on?

  What if he stops loving me?

  What if he breaks my heart?

  As my orgasm hits, I scream, “Yes Kade!” And see fireworks, I feel ecstatic and on top of the world.

  Kade thrusts in harder and harder as he comes inside me full throttle, fast and spurting himself into me.

  Chapter 25

  Bitter Sweet

  “Hey Rox, guess who just got a promotion?” Kade asks me excitedly through the phone.

  “Oh wow Kade that’s awesome!” I reply to him thrilled for him.

  “What is your new title?” I query him proud of his accomplishment.

  “I’m the new Executive Supervisor of Elite Builders.” he answers me sounding very impressed.

  Of course he is now given more responsibility so he is leaving for work earlier, coming home later. Therefore he is grumpy, tired and not in the mood for sex which is not a good thing.

  Seeing as though usually we can’t keep our hands off each

  other, and it’s been that way for the past eleven months.

  I’m not enjoying this change. Even though I know I will regret it, I need to talk to him about it. It’s been three weeks; he’s clearly stressed and now leaving even earlier to get in some surfing practice.

  What the hell?

  It’s after seven thirty when he gets to my place. We have dinner, I made a delicious stir fry and decide it’s now or never.

  “Baby can we talk?” I say and instantly regret my choice of words, not what a guy wants to hear.

  “What’s up Roxy, I need a shower, dinner and bed I’m stuffed.” he replies yawning. I feel sorry for him but need to know if this is forever or just temporary phase.

  “Well I’ve just noticed how tired you are, you’ve been working longer hours. We don’t get any time together. Is this permanent baby because I miss you.” I say and cuddle him trying to prevent an argument.

  “Look, I just don’t know what the hell to do. I need this job, surfing is important, you are important, what the hell do I do? You tell me. Quit my job?” he demands aggressively.

  “Maybe just see if you can change hours, or add an extra labourer, you are going to burn out,” I say honestly.

  “Well I can’t change hours it comes with the title. I need to be there when the workers arrive and when they clock off, you just don’t get it. Just forget it Roxy,” he declares and storms off into the shower, slamming the bathroom door loudly.

  There’s that negative side to Kade, he doesn’t come out often but when he does. Damn.

  I'm always sweeping his little negatives under the rug. Like how he hit the guy at the club, his jealousy, I have been ignoring them and trying to avoid a fight.

  Hell has no wrath like a pissed of Kade Thomas that's for sure.

  He is like a volcano all calm and settled until the explosion and then ka-pow!

  Psycho, wild, highly strung and stubborn as shit. His way or the high way.

  First the pregnancy shit, his remarks about my past, and now his extra hours are making him unbearable.

  He can't see past his own mind. I need to have a say in his life, I need to be more important than surfing and working why can't he put me first for once? Do other guys do that? Am I asking too much?

  I think of Kade’s sister Ebony and her husband John. He moved two hours from his family to be closer to her family, without hesitation. All for Ebony because she comes first.

  Is it selfish to want to be someone's all, someone’s everything?

  I don't want him to give up his surfing dream or his job just cut back a bit, surely he could do that for the love of his life?

  I can sum up my feelings for Kade like my favourite fruit, pineapple.

  Sweet, a bit tart, sour and yet refreshing and invigorating.

  I can get lost in the taste and never know what the first bite

  will be, but sometimes the after taste stings and burns my tongue.

  Similar to Kade; he is sweet, sensitive and smart we can talk for hours and yet he can be so stubborn, sour and arrogant.

  I know that is a typical male trait, but it makes my life hell that’s for sure.

  Chapter 26

  Dirty Little Secret

  Kade keeps mentioning his parents fighting a lot which is happening more frequently, almost daily. He usually just ducks home for clothes and has a quick talk to them before coming over here, but lately when one is home the other isn’t around.

  “I know something is up Rox, I have lived there for twenty-three years and they have never acted like this before,” he tells me sounding concerned.

  “I heard them arguing about where mum had been. She said with work friends but dad didn't believe her. After thirty years of marriage and two kids together, where does the insecurity come from?” he asks me very unsure of what was happening.

  The next part shocks their family to the core.

  His mother Vicky calls for Kade and his sister Ebony to

  come over after work to have a family discussion. Talking to me on the phone Kade sounds distraught.

  “What are they going to tell us Rox? That they are ending their marriage, moving away? This suspense is killing me baby,” he says to me apprehensively.

  “Don’t stress baby, it’s probably nothing serious. I love you,” I reply to him trying to reassure that it will all be okay but I’m really not so sure either.

  It’s five thirty and I’m home from work. I still haven’t heard from Kade and I’m starting to feel anxious. I’m not calling though wanting to give them family time and space. I am just dreading the outcome for him and how he will cope if they do separate or sell their family home.

  At seven I decide to call. I just can’t handle it; surely their chat is over, if not he can call me back but I need to make sure he’s okay.

 
; His phone is ringing for ages, when finally he answers he sounds very morbid and distressed.

  “Hi Rox.”

  “Hey baby I was getting worried, are you okay?” I ask him sincerely.

  There is a very long pause. “No, not really,” he responds sounding disheartened.

  “What’s happened baby?” I ask him now very concerned.

  “Um, I don’t really want to talk about it but mum and dad are splitting up,” he remarks sounding disappointed.

  “Oh Kade I’m sorry. It’s okay baby, you will get through it,

  we have each other,” I respond sweetly and honestly.

  “Thanks Rox, I just need some space to get my head around it, I’m just at Ebony’s,” he tells me with a gloomy tone.

  “I can come there now if you need me.” I insist as I can’t stand his sad voice, I want to fix him and make him smile.

  “All good thanks baby, I’m just having dinner and I’ll crash on their couch. Promise I’ll see you tomorrow okay? One night apart won’t hurt Rox,” he tells me sincerely.

  I drop it, he needs his sister. I get it, must be hard for them to hear that their parents are separating.

  I think back to the day my father never came home from work. At five I didn’t really understand, mum just said he had gone away for a while to a hospital as he was sick.

  I believed her as I knew he wasn’t well, he would throw up a lot from the drinking.

  It still hurt though, when he never came back.

  “Alright Kade, I love you baby and if you need me I am here okay,” I reassure him pleasantly.

  “Okay thanks, bye,” he tells me hanging up quickly.

  I end up hanging with Jemma watching girly flicks, definitely a fun night. I get a phone call from Jeremy and thank goodness he finally came clean to mum and Phil and they loaned him the twenty grand. He better pay them back. I am glad we are talking again, we all make mistakes.

  My mind wanders to Kade as I climb into bed so I send him a text.

  Good night baby, I love you xx.

  I get no response so I guess he is asleep.

  The next day I call him in the morning; he has taken the day off and is surfing.

  “Hey Rox, just trying to clear my head so I’m at the beach, I’ll meet you at your place after work okay,” he remarks sweetly so that eases my worrying slightly.

  Now I’m looking forward to seeing him later, I missed him last night.

  “Hi baby,” I say to him as I let him into the apartment. I reach into kiss him, and he kisses me back so soft and sweet. “I missed you Kade,” I tell him honestly.

  “It was a bad night baby,” he remarks still sounding upset, his usually bright looking chocolate brown eyes look very dark, the yellow specks are nowhere to be seen.

  “Want to talk about it?” I quiz him hoping he will open up, I take his hand and we go into my bedroom.

  “Not really,” he answers sounding dejected.

  “What exactly did they say? What is the reason for ending it? Just growing apart?” I ask him hoping not to overstep the line but I need to know so I can help him get through it.

  “Not exactly,” Kade responds looking uncomfortable. “It is much more fucking complicated Roxy, mum has found someone else,” he retorts sounding enraged.

  “Oh shit Kade, that’s not fair to your dad,” I respond and rub his hand.

  “Not just anyone either Rox, wait till you fucking hear who it is,” Kade tells me now furious.

  “Who the hell is it?” I interrogate him wondering who it could be.

  “It’s Malcolm, dad’s best mate for the last twenty years, can you fucking believe it? What a scum bag!” he answers me with a furious and enraged tone in his voice.

  “No way!” I respond, very shocked that they would do that to Robert.

  My mind is racing, how could you do that, his best mate?

  Thirty years of marriage down the drain. The lies, the deceit, the hurt.

  You make marriage vows till death do you part, forsaking all others.

  She has destroyed him, ripped his heart out. The hate for his best friend now will be phenomenal, I am sure.

  “How is your dad?” I ask him very concerned.

  “How do you think? Absolutely devastated and gutted, I’ve never seen him so pale,” Kade responds furiously.

  “She is such a bitch, all the times she was out bush walking with Malcolm. Lots of work dinners and she said she joined a gym and art classes, all lies. We should have known something was going on! She never let us sleep in the same bed and yet she is sleeping in two men's beds she is sick!” Kade yells so infuriated and angry more than ever before.

  “Wow baby, that is pretty bad, but hey your dad is better off without her,” I tell him trying to comfort and reassure him.

  “Yes that is the truth, we are all better off without her!” he says sounding so bitter.

  I throw my arms around him trying to sooth him and take away his pain and anger, he cuddles me back. I kiss him. “I love you baby you know that right?” I tell him looking into his dejected and dark irises.

  “I know Rox, I love you too,” he tells me and we stay cuddling for the next few hours.

  I lay in Kade’s arms; they are my favourite place in the whole world.

  I start to think of how terrible it would feel if he left me for my best friend Jemma, possibly the worst feeling imaginable and I instantly feel hurt and betrayed for him.

  My mind wanders to Vicky; it is so not a normal or a humane thing that she has done.

  But as the saying goes; we can't choose who we fall in love with.

  Chapter 27

  My Life is Falling Apart

  Kade

  My mother is a traitor to our family! A rat who deserves nothing more than to be thrown in the gutter, and she will be nothing to me from this day on!

  I am disgusted and appalled that my mother, the woman who gave birth to me and raised me could be so low and dishonest.

  She is callous and cold hearted, completely selfish only thinking of herself and obviously her needs.

  My poor father is shattered, beaten and heartbroken by her confession.

  My mother is a whore, what other reasoning is there? She

  was sleeping with Malcolm, dad’s best mate for fucks sake. How can one be so spiteful and ruthless?

  She has shown a complete disregard for my father, my sister and me.

  I feel sick to my stomach and don’t think I will ever recover.

  I go to see Roxy, she is helping me get through it, trying to comfort and reassure me. I just feel so angry and pissed off, I feel like I could smash up a wall or punch someone.

  Shouldn’t a parent be the one to take away our pain and protect us, but not mine she has created more pain than I thought possible and destroyed our once loving family.

  Roxy is trying to get me to talk to my mother but there’s no way, she can go to hell!

  I don’t care about her version. She is a whore who was sleeping around and to me she is no longer my mother, I don’t care if I never see her again!

  Chapter 28

  Black Friday

  Roxy

  I am extremely superstitious, I inherited it from my grandmother. I love all the hocus pocus and black magic, I believe it all means something.

  I don’t like the number thirteen, I believe it is a bad omen. However seven to me is a lucky number.

  Black cats and ladders make me think of bad luck and hexes; I won’t walk under them, just in case it put a curse on me.

  I never put shoes on the table or bed, another example of bad luck.

  Spilling salt on the floor, you need to now toss some over your shoulder; I definitely learnt that one from my mother.

  Yes these are all wives tales, but they make sense to me. They sound so silly and childish but what if it was true and every time you got bad luck it all piled up.

  If it is all rubbish and bullshit and there is no such thing then why on Friday the thirteenth did m
y seemingly happy life turn into the burning fires of hell?

  The day is Friday, August 13th to be precise.

  “Shit Jemma how can I be late, I am never late! This is the worst fucking timing!” I tell her shaking and fearful.

  “Kade doesn't need this right now. Damn I don't need this. I’m too young we are not ready to be parents!” I'm now crying and over-reacting. “You heard what he said, he won’t hang around, and he’s going to leave me,” I say desperately hoping that I am not pregnant.

  “Roxy calm down, you haven’t even done a test yet so nothing is confirmed. I'm running down to the shop to get one, just chill for ten mins,” Jemma orders me.

  I nod my head and realise that I need to know once and for all if this is really happening.

  “Okay,” I say. Jemma grabs her keys and heads out the door to her car. I wrap my arms around my knees and rock into a soothing rhythm and I think of Kade and back to the night of the wedding.

  His exact words were he is not ready for marriage or kids in the near future. Shit.

  Would he run off and leave me with his unborn child? Could he do that?

  Do I really know him if that's what he's capable of? Ugh, I

  feel sick.

  I take in a few deep breaths to ease my anxiety. One, two, three, four, five. Breathe out.

  I hear keys at the door and jump up, needing to know my fate and yet I’m terrified of the outcome.

  The door unlocks and Jemma walks in with a white chemist bag. She opens it up and hands me the blue packaging. I start to tear off the plastic and rip open the box.

  Pulling out the stick I run into the toilet and pee on it. The box tells me wait three minutes, one line is negative and two lines positive.

  “Oh Jemma this is it; do or die,” I say bleakly.

  “It will be ok babe,” she says reassuring me.

  I pace the room realising there's only thirty seconds left I start to countdown thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight. Shit I'm almost there five, four, three, two, one. “You check it Jemma, I can't friggen do it!” I scream so scared of the result.

  “Are you sure?” she questions.

  “Yep, totally, just do it already!” I scream hurrying her along.