She wasperfect.
Now I was eighteen. Feeling the same when I knew I shouldn’t.
I wanted to take care of her and love her the way she deserved. The only issue was our parents being married. I never thought I’d see the day I looked at somebody’s love story as a cockblock. Let alone my father’s. But damn it, Harlow was supposed to be mine.
Not my stepsister.
Not my best friend.
My girl.
I tried to distract myself. Give my mind a break from obsessing over her. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way.
Especially when I was having sex with someone else.
“Are you serious right now, Rico?”
The feminine voice reached my ears in an irritated huff.
One glance down and my girlfriend of almost a year came into view.
Lyric looked pissed. And for good reason. I forgot we were having sex.
Because I was thinking about my stepsister.
Fuck, what the hell was wrong with me?
“Get off me, Rico.” Lyric didn’t even sound mad, but the frustration sticking to her words made me feel worse.
I pulled out of her and looked down at my softening dick. Trying not to grimace at the way the condom was already sagging around my deflated member, I flicked my gaze up to hers.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, feigning ignorance. “I just need a minute, baby. I can go down on you again if you want.” Usually, the act of pleasing her and hearing her moans got me hard enough to fuck.
My girlfriend’s lip curled. “You not putting your mouth on me after what you just pulled.”
I could admit, going soft mid stroke wasn’t my best moment, but she was being colder than usual.
“You should leave. I don’t think this is gonna work,” Lyric said, resignation tightening her tone. She rolled away from me and off the bed to pick up her robe.
That was all the sign I needed to know she was done. And I wasn’t gonna be an asshole and keep playing in her face either.
Pulling off the condom, I stood at the foot of her bed and silently watched her.
“You’re breaking up with me?”
Lyric raked a hand through her straight hair, tucking it behind her ear. “Yeah, I think it’s overdue.”
“Overdue?” I parroted.
“Yeah, Rico. Don’t try to act like you care either.”
“I do care.”
“Could’ve fooled me.” She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes before her expression softened. “You’re not a bad guy, Rico. Butyou’re notmyguy. I know we’re young and we were bound to break up eventually. So, let’s just call it and maintain the respect we have for each other.”
Man, the universe was funny.
I was still standing here with my dick out on my eighteenth birthday, and my girlfriend was breaking up with me.
