Jake stills over me, bracing himself on his arms, biceps straining impressively. His naked skin has a soft sheen of moisture and is glistening at me from inches above my own nakedness. I’m heated, tingling and tired and yet outraged he has stopped.

“What’s wrong, bambino?” His intense gaze dissecting my face, his breathing rapid. I wriggle impatiently, unimpressed with his sudden halt.

“Nothing …What are you doing?” I stay nestled in the pillows watching him in confusion. My heart rate still elevated and my breathing shallow.

“Baby, we have been having sex for the best part of a half hour and I haven’t made you cum once … That’s unheard of for you … I’m starting to feel a little more than inadequate.” He pulls off me, indicating he’s not going to continue.

“Jake, don’t stop … It still feels better than good.” I pout, trying to pull him down against me but he only resists.

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” He persists, his face serious.

“Nothing’s wrong.” It’s not exactly a lie, I have been more than enjoying what he was doing but my head has been all over the place making it impossible to succumb to the growing waves of orgasm every time they started.

“Are you still dizzy? From yesterday?” The concern etched on his face tugs at my heart, guilt rising inside of me.

“No. I told you when we woke up, I’m fine today.” I bite my lip anxiously; I know he’s not going to let this go. As sex crazed as Jake seems to be, he always seems honed into how I’m responding and feeling. He’s an attentive lover.

down so he’s closer to me, his

baby since his mother brought her up. The DNA test foremost in my head. A mass of confused thoughts eating away at my brain and driving me

gaze on my face. It’s after ten in the morning, most of the house will probably

one letter at a time.” He threatens, and I know he means it, no one has more stubbornness in them than him.

react. I watch as his pale hue of green changes to a darker shade with more brown flecks than normal

face devoid of any expression, except a subtle furrow. I can feel the ripple

What your mother said, Jake, the fact you say you don’t even remember sleeping with her and I know you … No matter how drunk, you’ve never forgotten to use a condom.”

to order your goddamn

That not using a condom in that state is likely?” His voice has an edge to it but he’s still not giving much away.

even … You know.” I look away awkwardly, hating this conversation, a deep pit in my stomach building up. My nerves tightening and nausea threatening to take

it up?” He replies sardonically and all I can do is

drunk enough to forget what I’ve been up to.” He points out and that inner hope I have been starting to cling to, dies immediately. He rolls off me onto his back and stares blankly up at the ceiling. “You really want me

if you don’t want to,” I reply numbly, this shift in his position and mood throwing me. Ten minutes ago, he was inside of me, breathing heavily in my ear as I groaned and writhed under his body, mounting

He slams the bathroom door as soon as he’s inside and I well up instantly. A tremor of emotion running through me painfully.

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