Page 23 of Beguiled and Broken

I nodded in agreement. “Somewhere along the line we stopped doing for each other.”

“Do you love her? Do you want it to work?”

“Hell yea. She’s my wife. She’s my best friend, the mother of my children.”

“Then remember why she’s your best friend.”

“Thanks, Hudson.” I left and decided only I could fix the issues Bianca and I were having.

*

Later, I pulled into our driveway and noticed all the lights off. I missed everyone again. The kids were probably asleep, and I would be lucky if Bianca was awake.

I walked into our bedroom and Bianca was laying facing the window with her back to me. I wondered if she was awake as I undressed and climbed into bed with her. She sniffled, so I knew she was.

“B…are you awake?” I put my hand on her shoulder but she didn’t turn to me. “Bianca, look at me.” She finally leaned back, and I could see she’d been crying. “B what’s the matter? Why’re you crying?” I swiped away the tears that were under her eyes with my thumb.

She went to talk and cried harder, not able to get any words out. “Baby, it’s ok. Talk to me. What happened?”

“Things are so messed up. I know I said we should take time apart but it’s only because we don’t feel like we usually do. I miss you and I’m mad at you and I’m mad at me. I’m mad at the kids and I’m mad at Catarina. I’m mad at everything.” The mention of Catarina made my back stiffen.

“Why are you mad, baby?” I was nervous for what she would say.

“I just feel so far from you. We haven’tbeentogether in months, Vinny. You’re never home for dinner and you leave so early in the morning. I’ve been working so late. I hate this. When did this happen? It feels like you don’t need me anymore.” She started crying again.

“Oh baby, no. I need you like I need air. Please don’t cry.” I kissed her face and her tear-streaked lips. She tasted salty and it set my body on fire. “I love you. I know things have been hard. We’ll get through this. You asked me for space. I’ve just been trying to respect what you need.”

“I don’t want space, Vinny. I want you to help me fix this. I want you to fight for us.”

I kissed her again, hard. “Baby…I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m fucking this up. I want you. I need you. I’ll do anything. Don’t give up on us. Thingshavebeen hard, but you’re my life, B. I’d die without you.” I kissed her again. “I love you.”

She took my bottom lip between hers and wrapped her arms around my neck. I slid between her legs and told her, “Fuck, Bianca. I want to drown in you.”

Bianca looked at me like it was our first time and said, “Make love to me, Vinny. Please. I need you. I need us.”

I reached between us, dropping my waistband, and grabbed my cock by the shaft, pressing the tip against her clit. She moaned softly as I ran the tip up and down her folds. She was so wet. I needed to hear her say it again, so I asked, “You need this?”

“I need it baby. Please…”

I plunged inside her before she could finish her sentence, making her gasp. The veins in my cock throbbed as she clenched me. My hand made its way around her waist and held her back. I couldn’t move or it would be over before it started, like I could erupt inside her at any moment.

After I took a breath, Bianca said, “Vinny, just go slow.”

I moved back and forth at a slow pace, torturing us, then pulled back until I was halfway inside her, and paused. I was ready. “You want me, Bianca?”

Her eyes met mine as she said, “Yes,” in a shallow breath.

With that, I kissed her again before coming up on my knees. Grabbing her wrists, I pinned them above her head and slammed into her. My balls slapped her ass with a steady rhythm. She squeezed her way up and down my shaft as I drove in and out. All I could do was close my eyes and will myself not to come. “I can’t get enough of you, Bianca. Look at me.” She opened her eyes and looked up at me. “You’re a fucking goddess, Bianca.Mygoddess.”

“Fuck, Vinny…I love you.” I let go of her wrists and leaned down and kissed her, sucking on her bottom lip before reaching for her tits with my mouth, still fucking her relentlessly. I felt like I could go forever.

Bianca was breathing in and out faster and faster. I could tell she was almost there. She moaned in my ear, “Vinny, I’m gonna come.”

“Not yet, Bianca.” I pulled out.

“Vinny…what the fuck? I almost came,” She whined.

I turned her over, pulled her hips up and ran my finger between her cheeks. “I want this, too, Bianca.”

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