Page 46 of Shattered Choices

“What are you doing?”

I chuckle. “Tonight, my love, I’m giving you a taste of your own medicine, so you know how I’ve felt for the last few months since I came here.”

Before she can say anything else, I once again insert my fingers inside her and play with the juices inside her pussy until herback arches and she squirms again. And like before, when her muscles contract, I pull my fingers out at the right moment.

“No, please, Salvatore. Don’t do that,” she begs desperately.

I laugh darkly as I open her legs and sink my head in between them, plunging my tongue into her, drinking her and sucking on her clit. As she is about to come once again, I stop.

She grinds herself on the bed, and I chuckle at her attempt to make herself come.

I hold her by her legs, and in one move, I slam my cock inside her.

“Fuck!” I throw my head back, enjoying the feeling. “You are dripping, baby.”

I spread her legs even wider as I keep fucking her until she begs, “Please don’t stop! Don’t stop.”

This time, I don’t. I keep pumping inside her, her back lifts, and her muscles squeeze my cock. Her wetness floods it as she keeps coming. Her screams fill the room, matching my own groans as I come inside her.

The rest of the night, I worship her, showing her my love and adoration. When the time to leave nears, I kiss her one last time before pleading with her for us, for our future, and for our love.

“I’m leaving for New York tomorrow,” I say in the darkness.

She shifts and sits up, her brows furrowing. “What?”

I take her hand in mine. “I can’t stay here any longer. My life is in New York. I’m needed there.”

Her eyes search mine as she stutters, “But... What…”

I stop her attempts to form a question. “I want you to come with me.”

She looks down at our hands. “I can’t.” Her voice is barely a whisper.

“Yes, you can. You belong with me. We will start over.”

“I already started over. Here, by my father’s side.”

I sit opposite her, my eyes pleading for her to understand. “I can’t stay here. If I leave, I won’t come back.”

She shakes her head. “I can’t leave.”

I narrow my eyes, ready for one last question. I’ve done everything I can to apologize, to make her forgive me and help us move on. This is the last question before my decision. “You sure this is what you want? To stay here?”

She closes her eyes and takes a breath before opening them again and swallowing. “Yes, this is what I want.”

I close my eyes and nod slowly before I let her hand go and get out of the bed. I pick up my clothes and put them on in silence while she is watching me.

When I’m done, I take the papers from the dresser where I put them and approach her.

“I’ve learned a lot. I also learned that sometimes we have to give up things we want so much. So, this is what I’m giving up.” I place the papers on her lap and lean down to place one last kiss on her head. “Do me a favor, my love. Find happiness, because I will only be happy knowing you are.”

I turn and leave, losing everything once again.

twenty

Isabella

It was long after Salvatore left me with the signed papers that my already broken heart broke again. Only this time, it was my doing.

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