Love is a Broken Window | Cricky [C]

14 | Intruder

| Ricky's POV |

A few days later, I found myself being slammed against a hotel wall. I moaned a great deal as I felt Devin's lips on my neck. My shirt was barely covering a thing as he had pulled it off my shoulders and pushed it up to expose my stomach.

"Fuck." I muttered to the touch of his hand over my crotch.

He took in a sharp breath against my ear. "You want more? Huh?"

"Yeah!" I managed in between hot breathes.

"Tell me you want more."

"Please, oh please, Baby, give me more. Oh my God, you've got me so horny right now." I whimpered.

Devin pulled me by my belt and tossed me against the bed. It wasn't abusive, like when Jani throws me around. This was different. He was just being very dominating and it was sexy.

I pulled off my top as he undid my belt. Then I tugged at the hem of his shirt to get him to pull it off. He did, throwing it across the room. With the same force, he ripped my belt from the loops, tossing it somewhere else. Devin started to undo my pants, obviously getting hard in his own.

Then the worst possible thing could happen to two lovers hornier than a couple of high schoolers. Someone knocked at the door. Fuck.

Devin ignored it, probably figuring it wasn't important. He pushed me back on the bed, kissing my jawline messily. I tangled my fingers in his hair as he got on top of me more, until he was straddling me.

Someone knocked again. This time, is was louder, more aggressive.

"Dev," I whispered. "Maybe you should get that."

"I know I should," He whined. "But I don't want to. Stay here, I'll be right back."

Devin stood up off the bed. He left me feeling so cold without his warm body pressed against mine. I was surprised he didn't get his shirt, but I'm sure he assumed it was one of the guys at the door. I heard him open it, and he was silent. There wasn't a happy greeting like he would for the guys.

"Why are you here?" Devin hissed.

"What the fuck is this?" I sharp female voice snapped.

He sighed. "Those are legal papers, my Dear. Ordering you to keep that kid in your gut." Oh. Kylie. Why was she here? In New York?

"I don't have to do a damn thing! It's my body!"

"It's still 50% my child, Kylie! If you keep the baby, I'm fighting you for custody. If you abort, I'm still bringing you to court for murdering my baby."

"Are you threatening me?" She spat.

"All I'm asking you to do is keep the baby inside you for nine months. I'm going to take care of it for eighteen years, plus it's entire lifetime after that! Nine months, Kylie. Can you at least do that?!"

"I'll consider it. But I don't want my child being raised by someone as twisted as you."

"You don't even want the baby! How can you decide what's good for it? And for four years you never found me twisted."

"That's before I saw the picture." She scoffed.

"What picture?"

"The one of you and Ricky. Four years, I didn't know you went both ways. Hell, I was probably your front!"

"Whoa, slow down, you don't want me to raise that child, because I sleep with guys?" Devin asked, completely baffled. Even I was offended! "And for you to assume I'm sleeping with Ricky off of one picture is ridiculous."

"Really? Then who's clothes are all over your floor? Who's in your room right now, Devin?"

"That doesn't concern you."

"The Hell it does!"

"Hey! Stay out of my room!" He barked, but it was too late.

Kylie walked into the room, seeing me on the bed, missing half my clothes. "Wow. You're really something, Devin. You really are." She dropped the papers in her hand into the trash. "I hope you use protection, Ricky. He's full of STD's. But then again, God only knows what Jani's given you."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Don't you dare speak that way, about Jani or Devin."

"You're all one big fucked up mess. Go pop some more pills, Olson." She said. It hurt, it really did. I know I have a problem but she didn't have to remind me!

Devin grabbed Kylie, yanking had out of the room. "Time to go. I'll see you in court." He got rid of her, locking the door. Then Devin walked back to the bed. He sat down next to me, putting his hand on my leg. "I'm sorry about her, Baby."

I crossed my arms over my bare chest. "It's okay, she just made me... uncomfortable."

"Well I can try to fix that." He said as he tilted his head.

Devin started kissing behind my ear, but I pushed him back. "She ruined the mood. I-I'm not really up for it anymore."

He pushed some stray hairs out of my face for me and sighed. "I understand."