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It’s not love, but it’s definitely lust, and when it comes to wanting Vivienne Brentwood, I’m a fucking goner. I never stood a damn chance.
I’m a bit of a masochist like that. The harder I try to catch her, the further she runs.
“Yeah, okay, Viv. And I would’ve broken his fucking nose, so by all means…” I sweep my hand out toward the bar. “Go back in there and find someone else to kiss. Try me.”
“Fine, Father.” She smarts while she finishes arranging the Uber on her phone. My lips tilt up at her bratty comment. “I prefer Daddy, but whatever works for you, babe.”
“Are you going to waste more time pretending you don’t want this, or are you going to let me fuck the shit out of you?”
I want her to ride my fucking face so I can drown in her. RIP me, death by pussy. What a fucking way to go.
“Grab the headboard and ride my face.” Her eyebrows shoot up as if she didn’t expect me to want it, but I do, and right the fuck now, or I’ll, I dunno… die
Grief is an emotion that never wanes. It’s constantly there in different shapes and forms, a reminder that no matter how much time has passed, you’ll still ache.
Depression does that to you. It steals who you used to be and wields your joy against you like a weapon. A constant reminder that you’re a shell now, empty and hollow.
“You taste so damn good I could eat you every fucking day for every meal and still never have enough.”
“Do you fucking see why I’m not going to let you run, Viv? Because if it was a mistake, or if it was wrong, then it wouldn’t fucking feel like this. It wouldn’t feel so goddamn good.”
“I’m asking to come home from practice and eat this cunt as a post-workout meal. I’m asking to fuck you until your cum is running down my cock.”
She scoots back on my thighs, leans down, and drags her tongue through the cum covering my abs, her gaze locked on mine. Then, she swallows it down and licks her pouty lips like it’s the best fucking thing she’s ever tasted. And now, I’m ruined. Ruined for this girl.
Then, he winks. And suddenly, I’m the only person in the stands. Or at least it feels that way.
I played that entire game with the taste of your cunt still on my tongue, and seeing you in another man’s jersey? It made me fucking… insane,”
“I see you, Vivienne. I see you trying to hide yourself from me, from all of our friends. But I’m going to be here, even when you push me away. Even when you hate me for how annoying I am, for threatening those walls you’ve put up. I’m not going anywhere, baby. Even if all you need from me is to be your punching bag. You are not alone.”
“Stop being so sweet. It makes me want to fuck your brains out.”
“You’re sincerely underestimating how much I want to live between your thighs.”
It’s the new running joke between everyone… how much I love my cat. Whatever. If a parent doesn’t love their child, what does that make them? A psychopath. And I am not a psychopath.
“Yeah, baby, we are different.” I laugh lightly, holding her gaze. “And maybe the only thing we have in common is how we feel about each other, but that’s all that really matters. We can be night and fucking day, Viv, and it won’t change anything.
I’ll take you to every haunted house in the damn country if that’s what you want. I’ll buy the ghost equipment and pretend I’m not ready to shit my pants if it makes you happy. You’ll be my date to stupid rich people functions, and you’ll act like you hate every second of it, even though I know you secretly like getting dressed up, and I’ll be your biggest fucking fan. I’ll send letters to every publisher in the country, Viv. Because I want you and whatever comes with it. It’ll work because we want it to. Because together, we’re better.”
this is what you do when you love someone. You stay. You show up for them.” He leans in closer, still holding my gaze. “I will be here to hold the weight when it’s too much. I’ll be your strength when you have none left. I’ll hold you, and I’ll take all the shit you wanna give me. I’ll be whatever you need as long as I’m with you. Let me love you, Viv. Let me be the one to take care of you and to be there for you so you’re never alone. I love you so fucking much that I can hardly breathe sometimes. I just need you to let me love you.”
tonight made me realize that you run when the world gets to be too much, but I’m coming after you, baby. I’ll chase you to the ends of the goddamn earth.”
I love the way you wear a backwards hat and your big bleeding heart. I love your tender touch and how you hold me when I fall apart. I love your strength and how you always put me first. I love the way you see me, and sometimes I love you so much that it hurts. But mostly, I love the way that you love me. How I always imagined love would be. I love the way you caught me and the way you never let me go. I love you, All-Star, and I hope you always know.”
