Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
The flames are so high and hot, in fact, that we both reach our peaks far too soon. I feel it coming and my juices thicken with need, my cunt swelling even further.
“Yes, baby,” Nick rasps. “Come for me. Let me feel your pussy ripple along my cock.”
I scream out his name then as my vision goes blindingly white.
“Nick!” is my agonized cry. “Mmmm, yes! Ohhhh!”
Hot jolts of lightning seize my pussy, causing it to clamp in pleasurable bursts. A flood of nectar courses down his shaft, lubing up his frenzied movements and driving him even further up the peak.
“Yes, baby,” he moans in return. “Almost there, almost there ... oh SHIT!”
Then, his dick jerks inside me as powerful sprays of semen douse my interior. It feels so good and I moan, almost coming again from the intimacy of the situation.
“Yesss,” I hiss. “Mmm, yes, fill me up.”
Nick doesn’t hear because he’s moaning as his cock spurts wildly, his come shoot pulsing with the force of his climax.
“Oh fuck,” he bites out, that massive chest covered in a sheen of sweat as his six pack flexes. “Goddamn.”
But then, panic sets in his eyes.
“Oh shit!” he screams. “We’re not using protection!”
He pulls out immediately but it’s far too late. The majority of his load is already inside me, thick and creamy, and even as he pulls back, the tip of his dick is connected to my intimate spot by a long string of gooey spunk. Hell, he’s still coming, and hot spurts of semen jet onto my thighs as he screams again.
“Shit!” he shouts, looking down at our bodies with unadulterated terror. “Please tell me you’re on the pill.”
I shake my head, biting my lip, panting from the sheer pleasure I just experienced.
“No, I’m not, but it’s fine,” I say quickly. “It’s not that time of the month for me. I mean, not “time of the month” as in my period, but a woman’s fertile only for a few days each month. I’m not there.”
Nick’s breathing hard, his handsome expression frozen as he stares at his dick. It’s still oozing cum, the glimmering liquid virile and thick.
“Oh god, I hope you’re right,” he rasps. “Fuck fuck fuck, what have I done?”
I sit up then, taking his handsome mien between my hands.
“Nick, it’s not the end of the world,” I murmur. “I wanted this, and besides, I’m not fertile at the moment. It’s fine. It’s going to be fine.”
But he’s still panicked, reaching to yank up his pants. “I’ll get you some Plan B,” he babbles. “Where’s the nearest drugstore? Fuck fuck fuck!”
It’s almost insulting how frenzied the alpha male is, but I get it because we’re not in a relationship. He doesn’t know that I’ve yearned for him for two years straight, and how I’ve lost multiple nights of sleep to this man. Hell, maybe my stepbrother hates my guts. It’s very likely, seeing that we parted on bad terms last time.
“It’s fine,” I try again, already feeling a little defeated. I reach for a tissue and dab gently at the mess on my thighs. To be honest, I love having his semen on me and in me, a reminder of our intense coupling. But now the real world has intruded, and I have to be cognizant of the situation. Clearly, Nick’s freaking out, and it’s beginning to freak me out too.
“It’s fine,” I say in a firm, even tone, shooting him a look while pulling my skirt down and straightening the top to cover my breasts. “We’ll be fine, Nick. I promise.”
But the alpha male’s panic is building, and he rises to his full height in the small room, glowering down at me.
“You may be fine, but I’m not,” he snaps. “I’m getting you some Plan B.” Then, he strides from the room, car keys already in hand, leaving me in silence. Meanwhile, I’m left to pick up the pieces. That was certainly a roller coaster because I went from the peak of pleasure, to the depths of hard reality. Sure, we both climaxed and enjoyed each other physically, but that’s all it was. Nick wants nothing to do with me, and obviously, he definitely doesn’t want a baby with me either.
With slow movements, I clamber to my feet before limping over to the sink in the next room. I certainly look like a well-fucked female. My hair’s a mess, and my lips look bee-stung and unusually red. There’s a glow on my cheeks, even if inside, I’m disappointed and cold.
But the show must go on. My little sister is getting married, and guests will notice if I suddenly disappear. With trembling hands, I splash water on my face, and then stare at my reflection.
Get it together, Kristie, the voice in my head warns. This isn’t the time to lose it. There are too many eyes on you, and on Nick as well. Put the situation from your mind, and act normal for a few more hours.