CHAPTER 20

Vivian

I felt the food knot up in my stomach as I took another long breath. “That was a friend from one of my classes, Miranda. I didn’t introduce you because I just wanted to get out of there and away from the situation.”

“What else?” Boyce pressed as I looked over at him for a long moment. He knew me too well despite efforts to hide when something was bothering me over the years.

“One of the guys in the group is the guy that I slept with.” I felt dread fill me as I kept staring at Boyce, seeing a range of emotions pass through his eyes. I was taken back to years ago when he told me to stop dating the older boy, but I knew there was so much more to this. “He hasn’t talked to me too much since but sometimes he makes me feel uncomfortable. Seeing the two of them at once with you was almost too much to take.”

“Now I see how you felt at the restaurant,” Boyce commented as I stared through the windshield. “I hate the idea of any other man touching you, tasting you the way that I have. That would make me want to go back and kick his ass without noticing the way that he was looking at you.”

“Boyce, you can’t do that,” I protested as he started the engine.

“Not without consequence, no.” I buckled my seatbelt, following his movements before he jerked back and left the parking lot. I’d never seen him act jealous or possessive before me and it was quite a sight. It turned me on and scared me all at once. “I want you to be careful on campus, Vivian. I have half a mind to hire someone to watch out for you. There’s a lot of assaults on college campuses lately.”

“No, please don’t. I am always careful and there is more security these days with some of the past incidents. I’m fine. He’s just feeling rejected.” I gazed at him with wide eyes, mortified at a bodyguard following me around the campus and the way that everyone would talk about it. “You need to reign this in, Boyce. I know we’re involved now but I will still stand my ground with you.”

“Just pay attention.” He told me on a monotone voice as he kept driving towards the apartment. I sank back in the seat, feeling like we were headed towards a fight. I only knew that situation as a daughter to Boyce and I didn’t know what to expect as a lover. I remained quiet as he parked, and we walked to my apartment, with Boyce taking the keys and unlocking the door. “I researched both apartments and the area before you and Bella moved. I am naturally protective towards you, given our past, but this is a whole new beast.” I dropped my purse on the table and turned to face him as I felt his mouth claim mine hungrily as he pulled me against him. I moaned as he slipped his tongue between my surprised, parted lips and cupped my ass with one hand. I was suddenly incredibly aroused and wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer.

We kissed hungrily as he moved us across the room to the couches. Boyce pushed me down and back as he moved over me, our lips still locked. I felt my body throbbing for him and he yanked his jacket off and to the floor before I started tugging at his Henley. Boyce moved to his knees and stripped it off before loosening his jeans. “I need you naked,” he told me as I raised my hips, so he could remove my jeans as I worked the sweater over my head. There was never going to be a time when he couldn’t have me at the slightest order and I shivered as he opened my bra and thumbed my nipples slowly.

Boyce kissed me again for a moment before moving down the skin of my neck as he kicked off his jeans. He sucked a nipple as his fingers trailed down between my legs, feeling how much I wanted him. “Fuck,” He muttered, moving to the other nipple as he found my clit with his hand. I rocked against him, closing my eyes as I have in to the desire flooding my body. “

Boyce bit down gently as he increased the speed of his hand and I whimpered. We were open with one another with our desires and he was going to have me crying out his name soon. I arched my back to offer him more as he slipped a finger inside of me while continuing to tease my swollen nub. “Oh, God. Boyce,” I moaned as pressure build inside, giving in to an explosive orgasm that was fueled by emotions and lust. I cried out as I dropped back to the soft couch, feeling him prolong the orgasm the way that he always did.

Once he pulled his hand away, I watched him move his fingers to his mouth to suck my essence off them. “I want you bent over this couch, Vivian. I want you ready for me.”

I struggled to move as he dropped back on his ass, hard as hell for me. I dropped down to taste his cock, rubbing my clit as he grunted my name. Boyce urged me on and I bobbed over him as I wrapped my mouth tightly around him. “This mouth is mine.” I felt his hand in my hair and moaned as a response as I moved him deeper into my throat. Boyce wouldn’t come in my mouth and pulled out before we moved me to the cushions, my body up against the back and bent over the edge as I felt him slide his cock over my ass. “This ass is mine. Your pussy was made for me, Vivian.”

Boyce took me with one hard thrust as I cried out his name. “I’m all yours, Boyce.” He fucked me hard, slow at first and then faster. We rocked together with perfect movement, both of us needing to come. When I did a second before he did, I moaned and arched my body against his. Boyce followed, roaring my name as he jerked into me, filling me. I slumped against the couch and shuddered as he pulled out of me, too weak to move. “That was so intense.” I told him as he dropped beside me and sucked in his breath.

“Maybe jealousy suits me more than I initially thought it would,” Boyce mused as I turned my head to look at him. “It made me want to claim you as mine. I don’t want you to forget how it feels to have you inside of me.”

“As if I ever could,” I told him as I closed my eyes. “You cemented yourself into my memory our first time together.”

I slipped down the couch eventually and curled up into his lamp. Boyce was damp with sweat and I inhaled his scent, mixed with our scent. “I can say the same about you.” Boyce stared down at me for a moment before a soft smile graced his perfect, full lips. “I love you, Vivian.”

“I love you, too. Just step back and trust that I can handle things for myself.” I reminded him as his eyes darkened for a moment.

“I was given the task of protecting you the moment that your parents died, Vivian. I take that seriously with both you and Bella and always will. Now, we have this situation that makes it even more so with you.” He reached down to stroke my hair and I met his eyes. “You might be the death of me.”

We rested on the couch until we could move again, and he shut off the lights after pouring some wine for both of us. I brought it back from our house since I couldn’t buy alcohol yet, a fact that I was all too aware of most of the time. The age difference between me and Boyce was a big one and I knew that it would look bad once we revealed our relationship. We walked into the bedroom and got ready for bed before turning on a movie and relaxing with our glasses. I settled back against the pillows and glanced at Boyce as he found a show that we both enjoyed, thinking how we used to watch it dressed on the couch. Now, we were naked in my bed in my apartment.

How things change.

We just cuddled tonight after the hard sex that we’d enjoyed in the living room. It felt good and I knew that what we had was about more than just sex, even thought that was explosive between us. It felt like the most open relationship that I’d ever had with anyone and it had to be with my best friend’s father, to use the simple explanation. I fell asleep before he did, tired from the night and stress that came along with it and so cozy laying against his chest.

We woke up the following morning, making breakfast after we made love. Boyce needed to get back and he asked if he could leave some of the clothes here, to which I told him to go ahead and do. It made sense if he were going to come back here and I anticipated a visit again. As risky as it felt and all the more taboo, it was like a change from normal life for both of us. I cleaned up the dishes as he showered in preparation to leave, feeling empty already.

How was I going to do this for four years or possibly more? I knew that Boyce would never ask me to give up my dreams for him and that put us in different places in life. I didn’t think that he wanted to have another child, but we didn’t talk about that yet. I couldn’t imagine making that announcement much less the one that we were together. I glanced up as he walked into the kitchen, showered, and dressed and looking utterly edible.

“I hate to leave but the office is calling me. I blew off some business staying the weekend here.” Boyce walked up to me and cupped my face before planting a gentle kiss on my lips.

“I’m so sorry,” I apologized softly as he chuckled.

“It was well worth it. I assure you,” Boyce told me as I smiled against his mouth. We kissed goodbye for several moments before he finally left, telling me to lock the door behind him. We knew that it was a bad idea to say goodbye at his car. We’d possibly already raised enough suspicion at dinner last night and I wondered what kind of damage control I would be doing this week.

My phone rang once I was sitting on the big couch in my lonely apartment and I lifted it to my face with a dreamy smile. “You can’t even pull out of the parking lot before calling me?” My voice was soft, and I froze when I heard Bella’s voice.

“Viv? Who did you think I was?” She demanded as I closed my eyes and struggled to find an answer.

“Bella. I didn’t even look at my phone. A friend just left, and I assumed it was them.” I offered as I heard silence on the other end. I knew that the wheels were spinning in her mind and dreaded the interrogation to come.

“A girl friend or the friend of the male variety?” She was going to keep asking and I wanted to sigh.

“I am casually seeing someone that lives in town. It’s no big, so I didn’t think to even tell you.” I lied as she squealed on the other end of the line.

“I knew that you’d meet someone!! Is he a student?” Bella asked, and I struggled to come up with a story.

“No, but he works in town. We got to talking and one thing led to another,” I replied, hoping that she would just drop the subject.

“Do I get to meet him?” She asked and the idea of her coming here with no guy to meet filled me with dread.

“Like you’ll ever visit me. You’re too busy living the big city life!” I teased her, trying to move away from the subject yet again.

“I do want to. I planned to, but everything is happening so fast,” Bella sighed dramatically, and I thanked God for her busy schedule. That was awful to say about my best friend and soul sister, but I knew that I was going to have trouble lying to her. “You’ll be home for the holidays?”

“Yeah, of course. I miss the bay every day here,” I told her as she admitted the same. She was planning on being back for both Thanksgiving and Christmas but probably only for a couple of days. I knew that she missed me and Boyce, but Bella was in her element in New York. I imagined her always living there from now on. We chatted a bit longer and she said that she was going to call her Dad as I blushed. I knew that he’d be driving but would answer if he knew that it was her.