Page 94 of Broken Rules
“I’ll meet you there.”
“I’m going home. To San Francisco. Tonight.” Removing my ring from my finger, I palm the diamond, chewing hard on my bottom lip before placing it in his hand. “You need to stay here, Lex.”
“What—” Lennox takes hold of my left hand, but I drop his hold. “Evie, where the fuck is this coming from?”
“I can’t play out your fantasy anymore. You deserve someone better than me.”
“No.” He bangs his closed fists on the hood of the car. “Don’t do that. Don’t use that excuse because you know that’s not true. You know how much I love you, how real our life together is, so why are you doing this?” I shake my head, and Lennox sways while gritting his teeth, breathing hard as he holds the sides of my face, trying to control himself when all he wants to do is draw me closer to kiss his wife. “Evie, stop, please—” his voice cracks, “you’re breaking my heart, baby.” Taking hold of my hand, he places it on his chest. “Right here. Feel that heart beating for you.”
“I do. That’s why I can’t.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.” More tears spill down his cheeks, and my lip trembles as I kiss each one away, which makes him shake his head, his voice laced with strain, “Why can’t I love you? Tell me.”
Taking a shaky breath, I say, “Because a Red Vixen is untouchable and always will be.”
Lennox walks backward, his hands dropping to his side while palming the diamond ring, and I drop the guest house key on the ground before getting into my car. I make it to my house in Portland, numb deep to the bone as I enter through the front door, slamming it shut, ignoring the numerous phone calls as I lean against the wooden surface behind me. Inside a once empty home and now full to the brim with love…my own fantasy I’ve continuously pushed away yet yearned to have.
Stripping away my clothes, I drop each layer while wandering across the room, meeting the first step, and taking each one blinded with tears. I grit my teeth as I reach the top, my face scrunching, trying so hard to hold in the pain radiating through me, my chest on fire, and my heart’s torn in two because of how I'm fucked up I am in the head.
“You’re breaking my heart, baby. Please. Feel that heart beating for you—why can’t I love you?”
Because there’s no loving somebody who’s already gone.
I let the tears fall, roaming to my bedroom and standing in front of my mirror with my eyes closed, another tear dripping down my cheek, and I roughly swipe it away as I whisper, “My work does not define me….” Blowing a shaky breath, I hold my head high and add, “I am brave….” My lip shakes, and I open my eyes to mascara staining my reddened cheeks, willing the words to spill out of me. Anything. “Fucking say it and mean it!I am strong. I’m not a coward incapable of love, of kindness because I am worthy of all the above. I deserve to be happy—to smile until my wrinkles show, laugh until my stomach hurts because living is better than existing.” I tip my head higher. “I am Everly Russo, my mother’s daughter, and only I can define me.”
Sinking to the floor, I hug my knees, allowing the tears to flow, releasing every broken rule in my mind so strength can find me because I love myself and want to be happy—be free.
“I am Evie Russo-Hunter, and I choose us.”
My heart leaps as the door slams shut, and I wipe my face, my pulse rising when footsteps race upstairs and Lennox appears at the doorway of our room.
“Evie…”
“I’m sorry—” I weep, and he drops to his knees next to me as I straddle his lap, burying my face in his chest. “I’m sorry, baby.”
“Shh, Peaches. Look at me.” He strokes the tears off of my cheeks with his thumbs. “I told you before, baby. I fucking told you, no matter what happens between us, no matter how hard times get, I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for the long haul.”
I nod as I cry, “I love you.”
Our lips press together with a heavy kiss, and I moan into his mouth when our tongues collide, the urgent need to show the other neither of us is leaving. We’re right where we need to be. Lennox grunts when I buck my hips forward, adding to the friction as he thrusts back, his hardening dick hitting between my legs. Quickly lifting away his shirt, I fumble with his jeans, and he gets them past his hips, not wasting time filling me to the hilt, and we both moan, our kiss breaking as my head falls back.
Lennox growls, takes hold of my neck, and forces me close to his lips, his hand on my ass keeping me in place, buried deep inside me. “Where do you feel my cock?” His sharp thrust forward when I don’t answer makes me clench around him, breathing faster. “Tell me.”
“Deep in my pussy.”
“No, we’re getting technical tonight. Where do you feel me?”
I stare into his eyes and swallow deeply. “My cervix.”
“Yes. That ain’t no fantasy.” Without loosening his hold, he continues to buck his hips, firm yet pleasurable thrusts, while using his hand to keep me close. “You’re gonna milk my cock until every greedy drop of my cum fills your tight cunt—” Another thrust. “Tonight…tomorrow.” I pant against his lips when his drive picks up. “Every damn day until our baby grows inside you.”
“Lex—” I kiss him hard, gripping his hair tight, and he groans, loosening his hold as I meet him thrust for thrust. “Yes, baby.”
“Fuck, take my cum, Peaches.”
I lock my legs around him as he lifts from the floor, bringing me to our bed. Placing me on top, he kicks off his pants as I crawl toward the middle, and he catches me halfway, dragging me back to the edge, still standing. The length of his dick slips against my pussy from behind, and I hum when he enters me on the third pass, his firm grip on my hips drawing me back, making my ass clap on his body. The sound, mixed with his grunts and possessive actions, heightens my pleasure, relaxing my cheek onto the mattress while he takes total control, fucking me senseless.
Lennox slips out, slapping his dick on my ass, and spreads my wetness along each cheek before moving onto the bed. He lays back on a few pillows, his legs spread wide, cock standing tall as he strokes himself while staring at me.
