Broken Together

Chapter 10: Hard

CHAPTER 10

 VINCENT

 I’m livid. I’m f*****g tempted to turn the car around and demand to know what happened, but she insisted for me to take her back to her apartment. I keep glancing at her as she leaned on the window, her eyes on the road. 

 I don’t know what happened after she went back to the greenhouse, but whatever it is; it shattered her.  

“Ahmm..” Amelia started to say as she sat upright, “I wasn’t able to get my bag.” 

 “I’ll get it.” I replied immediately. 

 “Can you give it to me tomorrow?” 

 “Okay.” I maneuvered in front of her apartment building and shut off the engine. I shuffled to face her. “What happened when you went back to the greenhouse?”

She cleared her throat before whispering, “Nothing.” she’s not looking at me but looking at the entrance of the building.

 “That’s not exactly what a person would look like if nothing happened.” I asserted. I leaned closer to her “Look at me.” I ordered. 

 She slowly turned to face me and as she looks at me she bit her lower lip and there, it is again. Holy f**k. 

Her lips parted and I know that she feels it too. That f*****g pull that makes me go insane. It makes me want to pleasure her and to make her come apart because of what I do to her. For a virgin, she’s so f*****g fuckable. 

 “Do you feel it too?” I muttered, getting hypnotized by the exquisite lips of hers.  

She nodded and the pure innocence in her eyes as she glances back and forth between my eyes and my lips makes me smile. 

 “If you don’t want me to kiss you, tell me.” I warned her hoping that she’ll let me. I don’t want to force myself on her. I want her to want me as much as I want her.

 She blinked a few times and she stares at my lips. I’m getting f*****g impatient. 

 Then, she leaned closer and pressed her lips on mine but that’s not enough for me. I kissed her lips harder, opening her mouth using my tongue and I hear her moan on my mouth. In seconds, her hands are on my hair and my hands sliding up and down her hips and her thighs. I want her. My boxer is getting uncomfortable because of my growing c**k.

 Her tongue slips into my tongue and I don’t f*****g care if we’re parked just infront on her apartment building, I will take her here, right now.

 She gripped the collar of my jacket pulling me closer to her body. I raised up her dress a little more as my hand moved between her legs and her underwear is f*****g wet and it’s causing my c**k twitch. 

 I pulled away and looked at her. Her eyes are heavy, her cheeks flushed, swollen lips and she’s panting. f**k. She looks exquisite. “Let’s continue upstairs, shall we?” I whispered to her. Her eyebrows furrowed and when she whined, I can’t help but smirk. 

AMELIA

I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I know deep inside me that I want this. Part of my brain is telling me that this is not good, that this will not end well, but nothing in my life is well or good, anyway. 

 The trip to my apartment is agonizing. The ache between my legs just keeps getting stronger and stronger that it’s making me mad. I can’t even stand straight without brushing my legs together. Vincent, on the other hand, is standing next to me as the elevator moves up to my floor. He looked composed and unaffected. 

 When I opened the door to my apartment, Vincent stepped in and I followed. As soon as I closed the door, I spun around and Vincent was already standing inches from me. His eyes blazed against my skin as he looks up and down at me. He stepped closer, and I stepped back, making my back pressed against the door. 

 He cupped my face in both hands and he pressed his lips against mine, rough and hot. He slowly slides his hands down my body to my hips to hold me steady as he grinds his body to mine. I can feel his bulge inside his jeans and it’s making me crazy. He tilts a little as he kisses my neck and grabs my legs, making me straddle him. 

“I want to f**k you, Amelia.” He murmured on my neck, “I want to bury my c**k inside you.” My breath hitched just hearing those words from Vincent. Him saying those dirty words to me makes me feel wanted.

 He lifted me to my bed and laid me down gently. “Remove your dress.” He ordered, and the authority on his voice makes me follow him. 

He stares at my almost naked body lying down on the bed as he remained at the foot of my bed. He licked his lips, “You have a beautiful body, Amelia.” He whispered. He then removed his jacket, followed by his shirt and I watched his muscle move with him as he took off his pants. For once in my life, I want to focus on what I want and I want this. I want him.

 “Come here.” He ordered. I climbed out from my bed and stopped in front of him. He took my hand and placed it on bulge on his boxers. It’s feels big and I’m somewhat getting concerned if it’ll fit. He lifted my chin up with his other hand and look into my eyes. 

 “Take off my boxers.” My hands reached for the hem of his boxers as I knelt in front of him to pull his boxers down to the floor and his c**k strained forward in front of my face. My eyes widened as I stared at it. It is big. 

 Vincent is staring down on me and he has that sexy smirk that forces you to do whatever he demands you to do. “What’s on your mind?” He asked. 

 I bit my lip as I try to look for words. I cleared my throat, “I-I don’t know if it’ll...” I halted. Feeling the heat on my cheeks. How can I answer that I’m not sure if it’s going to fit without getting flustered? 

He stroked my cheek with his hand as his thumb brushed on my lips. “You’ll stretch around my c**k and it’s going to hurt at first but as I move in and out of you, you’ll ultimately feel the pleasure” He described while his thumb gently opens my mouth, moving exactly what he’s describing using his thumb in my mouth. 

 In a swift motion, he helped me up and lightly nudged me to the bed. He climbed on top of me and he started kissing me. Hard and hot.