Chapter 22
Yosiah
“Ay, Siah, man you might want to slow down,” Roman mentioned, watching me in amusement. “You know yo’ ass is a light weight.”
I waved him off. “I don’t need you monitoring me like I’m a child.” I waved for the bartender to bring me another after tossing back the drink in my current shot glass.
Typically, I didn’t indulge in drinking.
Roman wasn’t wrong when he said I was a lightweight.
I never cared for the taste of liquor, so if I did drink, it was typically a beer here and there.
Tonight, however, all that was thrown out the window.
After seeing my baby on that screen, a volcano of mixed feelings exploded inside me.
A feeling I’d never felt slammed into my chest. Instantly, I fell in love with the black and white blob on the screen, but just as quickly as that love came, a stain of resentment tainted it.
It was hard to be happy about something you’d always wanted when you were deceived into having it.
I was behaving completely out of character, acting like a child, drowning myself in alcohol instead of manning up and having a real conversation with Xylina. But for once I wanted to be selfish and give into the building resentment.
“You know you’re going to regret this in the morning, right?” Roman mentioned.
Ignoring him, I grabbed the newly placed shot glass and brought it to my mouth. We were at a bar on the water on The Marina. It was lowkey enough that I could drink in peace without someone I knew bothering me. Roman usually wasn’t a buzzkill, so I invited him. Now I was regretting it.
Instead of continuing to nag me, Roman shook his head and picked up the glass of brown liquor in front of him. Tonight I would drink away my problems and deal with reality tomorrow.
Istaggered into the house, closing and locking the door behind me. I ended up overdoing the drinking a tad, leading to Roman having to call Ryo to get dropped off at the bar and following us home in my car.
For once in a long time, my head was clear and I wasn’t stressing over work or what was to come next in my life. In this moment I understood why Xylina and so many others chose to drink their worries away.
Kicking my shoes off, I made my way to the steps.
Instead of heading in the direction of my room, I treaded down the long hall leading to where Xylina had been sleeping since the pregnancy was revealed.
Even in my muddled mind, I couldn’t deny missing her body next to mine at night.
I had grown accustomed to waking up with her clinging to me like a koala in the morning or her mouth wrapped around my dick.
She was so needy and eager to be near me that it made it hard to even get annoyed with her.
This past week, waking up to an empty bed made my already large bed feel even bigger.
All I was supposed to do was peek in on her, but the moment I pushed her door open and saw her entangled in her covers, one leg stretched out and the side of her ass cheek on display, all that went out the window.
When I stepped further into her room, Princess popped her head up from where she lay on blankets at the foot of the bed.
My heart raced and blood rushed through my head with each step I took.
I felt all of my emotions shifting. Seeing her sleeping peacefully while I was stressed about the shit she caused pissed me off.
I wasn’t one to get angry, and maybe it was the liquor, but my pulse sped up and my stomach boiled with lava the closer I got to the bed.
Climbing onto the bed, I grabbed her arm and turned her over so she was now on her back.
She mumbled something and shifted, causing the blanket to shift more, displaying her breasts.
Reaching up, I brushed my finger over her nipple and cuffed her chest. She moaned softly, causing my eyes to shoot up.
My jaw ticked as I pinched her swollen bud.
Nowadays it didn’t take long for them to harden.
I moved my other hand downward, pausing on her still flat stomach.
Tightness formed in my chest. Quickly bypassing the area, I continued down, pushing her legs open and swiping her opening.
My eyes narrowed seeing she was already wet.
I watched as her face shifted as I fondled her pussy.
Even in her sleep she was needy, rolling her hips into my touch.
Her head lolled to the side, causing her neck to stretch.
My eyes locked on her bare flesh. Moving in, I shoved my face into her neck, spread her pussy lips, shoving one finger inside, and biting down on her skin.
My heart slammed into my chest bone.
My body ran hot and my skin buzzed.
Xylina whimpered and her hand shot to my arm.
I continued fucking her with my finger, inserting a second and slowly lifting.
Her eyes fluttered open, focusing on me. “Yosiah?” she moaned sleepily, arching her chest upward. “What—?”
Before she could get any more words out, I took her mouth. Nothing about the kiss was sweet. It was rash, sloppy, and burning with anger. My fingers pushed deeper inside her, stretching her walls and stroking her quickly and roughly.
Another whimper fell from her mouth as her body tensed but I ignored it. My dick grew, straining against my briefs. Her body trembled. Her hands went to my arms, nails digging into my skin.
Pulling away from her mouth, I stared down at her in a drunken haze.
Confusion rested in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak and slowly lifted her hand from my arm to touch my face but I jerked out of her reach.
Hurt passed over her face and her mouth snapped shut. Good, I didn’t want to hear her speak.
Tonight wasn’t about her. Tonight was for me to release the straining frustration that entangled me and gripped my heart tightly.
My nerves vibrated as I lifted completely and undid my jeans.
Xylina’s eyes followed my hands, locking on my center as I shoved my pants and briefs down just enough to release myself.
She still looked confused, but she didn’t stop me when I removed my fingers from her and got between her legs.
Slowly, her legs parted. Grabbing them, I pushed them forward, lined myself up with her opening, and pushed inside in one go.
Her eyes widened and a gasp fell from her mouth.
Soon as her walls wrapped around me, it was like a different person took over me. My hips moved fiercely. My mouth lowered, moving between her neck and cleavage.
I felt like a wild animal as I pumped in and out of her. My heart hammered loudly. She cried out and moaned. Her nails dug into my biceps as her body trembled under me.
“Yosiah!” she strained to get out when I lifted to my knees, hitting her with punishing strokes. It felt like my body had a mind of its own. “Slo-slow down.”
My eyes narrowed. “Slow down?” Bending forward, I took a hold of her lips again, this time sinking my teeth into her bottom one, causing her to cry out.
A faint metallic taste blanketed my tongue.
“But I thought you liked it like this?” I rasped against her mouth.
My strokes were now shorter and quicker.
Her pussy was more snug and warmer than ever.
Even if I wanted to take it easy, I couldn’t.
It kept drawing me in as if it’d missed the time we’d been apart.
Xylina was normally more vocal during sex, but as if she knew I needed this, she allowed me to use her body as I pleased. Taking each hard thrust I gave her without a fight.
My climax came sooner than I expected but I didn’t fight it. Sweat beaded on my face, my stomach clenched, and my balls tightened. My face went into her neck and again I sank my teeth into her as I released inside her.
The past week’s stress seemed to drain out of me as my cum poured into her.
“Fuck, guess it’s a good thing you already trapped me with a baby because I’m pretty sure that would have impregnated you if not.” I chuckled at my joke while her body tensed.
Lifting off her and rolling to the side, I felt my body grow heavy post nut as the effects of the liquor hit me.
My arm covered my eyes as I felt Xylina shift next to me.
I told myself to get up and head to my room, but my body wouldn’t respond.
It wasn’t long before sleep found me and I faded into dreamland.
Iwoke up with my head pounding, my mouth feeling like cotton, and confused. My mind was fuzzy as I slowly sat up, wiping the sleep out my eyes and looking around. My brows furrowed seeing I was in Xylina’s room and in her bed, alone.
I squeezed my eyes shut when the room began to spin. “Shit,” I mumbled, remembering why I didn’t drink. Last thing I remembered was being at the bar with Roman then things got hazy.
Shoving the covers off me, I noticed I was only in my briefs. Licking my lips, I cringed at the aftertaste of liquor resting on my tongue.
Pushing a deep breath through, I tried to gather myself. I wasn’t sure what time it was but I was sure I was supposed to be at the office right now.
Getting out of bed and locating my pants, I stumbled out of the room and down to my end of the hall.
When I found my phone, I had a million missed calls from my assistant and secretary.
It wasn’t like me to play hooky and not give proper communication; so I know they had to be worried.
Thankfully, I didn’t have anything major planned this morning that needed my attention.
Once in my room, I texted both my assistant and secretary, letting them know I was taking a personal day.
My assistant called me before I could blink, but I ignored it, put my phone on DND, and tossed it on the bed.
Right now I needed to recenter and that meant taking my bike to the mountains for a few hours.