WEAK Part Three: A Thornhill Road Romance

by Drew Sinclair

  "It's not like that Victoria, I--"

  She jumped to her feet and the rocking chair fell over behind her, one brittle armrest smashed into splinters against the wooden deck.

  "You used me Vincent. You strung me along pretending to be interested in my work when all you wanted was my… my fucking underwear, you sad, pathetic, lonely, little man."

  The last set of panties I had ripped off her were still in my pocket.

  And she was still naked underneath that skirt because of me.

  What could I say?

  "Okay Victoria, you're right. Up to a point yes, I did use you."

  She was shaking with rage. I took a deep breath - it was time to be completely honest, no mind-games, no second guessing.

  "And I would use you again in a heartbeat if I got the chance."

  It was the truth. I saw her heart pounding inside her shirt, heard her breathing become harsh and labored.

  "I used you because I am totally obsessed with everything that you are beyond any hope of ever being free again. I'm helpless every time I see you and there's nothing I can do about it. There's nothing I want to do about it and of course I would do it all again if I had to because nothing like you has ever happened to me before."

  She looked totally lost, but at least she didn't tell me to go to hell.

  "I didn't know you owned that patent Victoria, honest to God. How could I? It was my partner Dill who made the deal and it was your father who signed over the rights to William Hyde. I had nothing to do with it, I had never heard of your device until you came into my office and turned my world upside down with your mind, your body and that fuck-off-now-come-get-me attitude of yours that I can't for the life of me figure out no matter how hard I try."

  She didn’t say a word. She needed more. She needed to understand.

  "I consider myself a strong person Victoria and I know you're a strong person too, but when you're around me I go weak. Literally. My knees go weak, my body goes out of control and I can’t think straight. All I can think is, 'I have to have her, I have to have her' and up until now I had no idea why. I thought I couldn't have you the way I wanted to so I needed to have something that belonged to you, something of yours that was close and intimate to you and being the idiot I am, paying for it was the only way I think of to do that."

  I took a step closer to her, but she stepped back away from me.

  "Don’t move." She said. "Don’t come near me."

  Christ, what would it take to convince her?

  I held up my hands but stood my ground. She needed me, even if she hadn’t figured it out yet and even if she still didn’t know why.

  "You have to trust me Victoria. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. I've been trying to tell you that since I found out we already had your patent in development, but you're such a damn hot-head you would never let me--"

  "Shut up. Shut that mouth of yours right now."

  A case in point.

  "Do you know how long I worked on the Life Defender Vincent? Can you comprehend how much of myself I put into making it as totally perfect as it is? And do you know how much money I spent doing it? All of it money that I didn’t have and that I will spend the rest of my life paying back."

  "Nobody understands that more than me--"

  "Shut up damn it. I'll tell you when to speak."

  I nodded my head.

  "I put the patent into my parents' name because it was the only thing I had to give them in return. All of my patents are in their names, conjoint with mine. Without them I would never have been able to develop any of these things. They remortgaged their home for me and now they can barely make payments."

  She was on the brink of tears. It was all I could do to hold myself back from pulling her into my arms. And I have never wanted to make love to anyone so desperately as at that moment. Any woman who thinks that a damsel in distress isn't the world's biggest turn on for a guy is naivety personified. I wanted to save her, kiss her tears away, tell her that everything was going to be alright and then fuck her harder than she'd ever been fucked before - but not necessarily in that order.

  She put her face into her hands and then ran her fingers through her long dark hair. She was lost, broken, confused and as achingly beautiful as I'd ever seen her.

  She needed me and I needed her, now more than ever.

  "So talk." She said. "Now I want you to talk, so for Christ's sake say something."

  Where could I possibly begin? I had so many questions of my own.

  The patent - get that out of the way first.

  "Victoria, I know you're confused right now but you have to calm down and think this through. As co-owners your parents had every right to sign over your patents to a third party without your consent. It was all legal and above board. You have to speak to them to find out why they did that, but believe me, none of that matters anymore."

  "How can it not matter? How could you possibly say that?"

  "Because I care about the brain that made the device, not that one idea. Your version is already more sophisticated than the one we bought for a song from Will. He gave it away for nothing. Dill is a shark, he got a great deal and full rights but of course we'll sign it back over to you with all rights to carry out future development, you don’t have to worry about a thing, but I want that brain of yours on board. The Life Defender is just one idea; you're going to invent so many more things better than that and I want to be a part of that. That's what I do best and that's where the excitement is for me. I already run a billion dollar company and have more money than I know what to do with, so if you think this is about me making a quick buck then you know nothing about me at all."

  She watched me, her eyes hidden in the shadows of her dark hair.

  My heart was pounding and like it or not, I was getting hard. That doesn't mean I wasn't being honest; I wasn't saying those things only because I wanted to bone her and move on - it was the other way around. What I had said made me hard because I meant every word of it; I wanted all of her, body, mind, soul and yes, used, wet panties as well. I had met plenty of smart women before, plenty of wild ones, and many of the most beautiful women on earth, but I had never met anyone who put all three together in the way Victoria Price did.

  I was afraid to open my mouth so I took another step towards her. This time she didn’t move back. She looked down at me from her vantage point up on the porch.

  "As soon as I took a closer look at that patent sale I knew it was bullshit. I knew that someone like you wouldn't sell it or give it away without a good reason. A real inventor wouldn't give up all rights to their creation for a lousy few thousand dollars and then use the money to buy a sports bar in Shillington, Ohio. I had no idea I was going to find you here when I tracked that weasel William Hyde down to his home town."

  "That weasel is my boyfriend."

  Those words stung. She couldn't mean that, not after what I had just told her.

  "Was he already your boyfriend when you undressed for me in my office and dropped your panties into my lap?"

  Her heart must have been pounding the way her chest was rising and falling. Watching it was making it hard for me to concentrate. She was doing it to me again; just being near her made me want to lose control. I wanted to rip that shirt off her, strip away her bra… no, no, no, I needed to stay focused; there was more at stake here than just getting her to fuck me again - I wanted her in my life for good but I had never wanted that from any woman before; it was a whole new game entirely and I had no idea where the hell to begin.

  She was shaking her head.

  "I'm not that kind of person." She said. I still couldn't see her eyes. I've never wanted to see someone's eyes so much as at that moment. What the hell was she thinking?

  "What kind of person are you?" I said.

  She lifted her head, took one small step forward and then jumped from the steps of the porch right into my arms. I reeled backwards, stumbling to the ground with her on top of me. Our mouths locked together an
d she pressed herself in tight against me. I still didn't know what she was thinking but I didn’t care anymore. Our bodies were doing the talking now and hers was screaming out to be fucked in my old next door neighbors' front yard.

  My heart raced… that was it…finally it had come back to me but Victoria wouldn't let me speak. Her naked pussy pressed hard against my still buried hard on, pinned against me with her thighs locked around me.

  She didn’t relent for a second, grinding into my helpless cock until I had to beg her to stop.

  "God almighty Victoria, you're going to make me come…"

  "I want you to come." She said and locked her mouth to mine again, her wet channel massaging mercilessly against my aching cock.

  It was sheer, blissful, tortuous agony.

  "I'm serious Vicky, you've got to stop. I'm going to come all over myself here in this front yard."

  "Right where I want you to come." She whispered close in my ear, egging me on. "There's nobody around here anymore, everybody left Thornhill Road a long, long time ago - now it's just you and me."

  I groaned as she bore down hard against me again and my body thrust upwards against her in response. I felt myself being pulled closer to the brink and Victoria showed no sign of stopping.

  "This is revenge for making me come all over myself in a public lift Medici." She massaged harder into. "You so fucking deserve this you selfish prick."

  I began to groan, unable to stop myself.

  "Let me come inside you." I growled in her ear. "We'll do it here, now, any way you want, but I need to be inside you right now."

  "After all you put me through? You'll take what I give you Medici and you'll give me exactly what I want without any bullshit."

  "Anything, just let me go and I'll fuck you every inch of the way back to New York City."

  She stopped moving.

  Sweet relief.

  "I'm not going back to the city." She said.

  "It's okay, you can take all the time you need here. We'll sort out any details with your parents and I'll take care of that asshole Hyde before we go."

  "Vincent, I made my mind up where I want to be a week ago and nothing has happened to change that."

  She began to push herself away from me, my cock between her thighs, peeling her breasts away from my chest.

  "But what about this? What about us?" I said.

  She pulled away completely

  "Us? Who said there was an 'us'?"

  It was like a bucket of ice cold water in the face and almost as sobering as the flashing blue lights and cop car pulling up next to mine.

  "There he is Jeb. And there's my Toyota."

  That was Will Hyde's voice and 'Jeb' was obviously the small town cop who'd given him a ride. Victoria and I separated and got to our feet.

  "You okay Vicky?" Jeb asked her.

  "Not really Jeb. What are you here for?"

  "I'm sorry Vic but I have to take this guy in. He stole Will's SUV."

  She stared at me, amazed.

  "You stole his SUV?"

  I nodded my head. Not my finest moment.

  "You did that to find me?"

  I nodded again while Jeb read me my rights. There's a first time for everything. I was about to be locked up and I was being turned down by a woman who only wanted to fuck me but not commit to a long term relationship.

  The world had turned upside down. Victoria Price had seen to that.

  Dill and Evan would have a field day with this if they ever found out.

  The cuffs snapped around my wrists. I wanted to wipe the weasely grin of Will's face but that pleasure would have to wait. The idiot was right to enjoy the moment because that pathetic little victory would be his last.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  "Get in the car Victoria. I'll take you back home. Jeb needs the rental for evidence."

  Will was living in a dream world.

  "Lock me up too." I said, putting my hands together for Jeb. "I stole that rental car from Mr. Medici."

  Jeb looked at Vincent.

  "I won't be pressing charges." Vincent said.

  "Victoria, just get in the car. I'll drive you back to your folks' place and we can talk all of this through."

  "There's nothing to talk about Will. Come on Jeb, I'll ride with you. Let's get going."

  I got in the back seat next to Vincent. It was weird to see him sitting there, the CEO and multi-millionaire, cuffed and helpless like some bad boy on reality TV. I'd be lying if I said I didn't appreciate the irony; he had tied my up twice before fucking me twice and now here he was next to me in restraints because he couldn't hold himself back from chasing after me.

  I put my hand on his arm and kissed his cheek. He was rough, like he'd missed a shave that morning. I still wanted him, I just couldn’t bear to take the chance of being with him. On the other hand, what did I have to lose? He had risked himself for me and Vincent Medici had a lot more at stake than Victoria Price, unemployed and of no fixed abode.

  "What was that for?" He said.

  "For getting arrested."

  "Why would you thank me for that?"

  "Because you did it for me."

  Did that change things? Was that really what I needed to consider this awesome man seriously - grand theft auto?

  He laughed.

  "I was trying to help you and look what good it did. I'm not a whole lot of use to you like this." He slid his cuffed hands out from behind his back.

  "I don’t know about that." I said. "I can think of few uses for a man like you in a position like that."

  He didn't say a word. I was having fun. The chances of us ever being in this situation together again were remote so I wasn't going to waste it.

  "I'll bet you're sorry you ever laid eyes on me." I said and put my hand on his thigh.

  "I don’t know about that." He said. "I can think of a few good uses for a woman in a position like yours."

  I moved my hand further up his leg and blew into his ear.

  "Oh really? Care to share some of those with me?"

  "Well, for one, I've found my new investment project. I've been bored to death for the last year and then you came along with your sleek, perfectly functioning comic book toy and blew my mind. I haven't been this excited about a project in forever."

  I nodded my head very seriously and looked him in the eye.

  "Would it be safe to say that you have a hard-on for this idea?"

  A smile crossed those perfect lips of his and he nodded his head.

  "You could say that, although some things will need a little massaging in order to get them fully in shape."

  I rested my hand lightly onto his cock.

  "Like this thing right here?"

  I have never wanted to blow a man so much as right then, but we were in the back of a police car with my ex-boyfriend and a cop who got to first base with me in high-school standing right outside. Not to mention that I had just told the man in question that there was no 'us' only moments ago, but was that still true?

  "What are you two kids up to?"

  Jeb's head jutted in through the front passenger window. I pulled my hand away from Vincent and glared up at my old high school flame.

  "Just get us out of here Jeb. The sooner we get to the station the sooner we can straighten this mess out.

  He nodded his head and got into the car. If he was still the same guy he was back then I would have him wrapped around my finger in no time. He had always been a sweetheart and I hoped he would be reasonable about this. Vincent didn't deserve to be locked up because of me; I had already caused the man enough trouble.

  "What were you doing up on Thornhill Road Vic? I thought you didn't like going back up there?"

  I didn’t really want to talk about that. Sure I didn’t like going up there but whenever the world got too much for me I felt compelled to seek out our old home. We'd been so happy there until the eviction and it reminded me of time in my life before I knew bad things could happen, even if sometimes g
oing out there made feel even worse than I already had.

  For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why I had wanted to go the whole way with Vincent right out there in the deserted front yard of my old home. It had felt completely wrong but completely right at the same time.

  I looked up at Jeb. He was still waiting for an answer. So was Vincent.

  "Will did something bad to me." I said. "Very bad. I needed to get away somewhere far from him to stop myself doing something illegal."

  "Is that a fact."

  "Yes it is and in fact, if anything, he's the one who should be cuffed in the back here. Mr. Medici here was trying to help me."

  "That may be Vic, I have probable cause that he stole a vehicle in order to do it and that's a felony with jail time depending on priors. Do you have any priors Mr. Medici?"

  "Officer, may I call you Jeb?" Vincent said.

  "Why the hell not. Everyone else does."

  "Okay Jeb, let me put it this way, it's Will Hyde's word against mine that I took possession of that vehicle without his permission. You can take it as given that I won't be doing any time for this. Now I'm not exactly sure what the penalties for wrongful arrest are in the state of Ohio, but I'm quite sure that legal defense team are."

  I would have stopped him there if I thought it would have done any good, but I could already see the look in Jeb's eye. Pulling that crap might work in Manhattan, but here in Shillington Vincent Medici and his big, arrogant, sexy mouth were looking at spending their first night in jail.

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  When we left the precinct there was already another vehicle waiting for the great Mr. Medici. I guess I should have known that things wouldn’t play out for him the same as they would for any ordinary Joe. Whatever it was his legal team did he was released on bail instantly without so much as setting foot inside the holding cell. I guess his people must have arranged for the car as well.