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.

Marissa?” He leans down so he’s closer to me, his eyes locking fully on mine for any hint

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

the morning,

stay here all day, baby, and drag this out of you one letter at a time.” He threatens, and I

then cringe, biting back on my lip in remorse. His face tightens but he doesn’t fully react. I watch as his pale hue of green changes to a darker shade with more brown flecks than normal

questions flatly, face devoid of any expression, except a subtle furrow.

Jake, the fact you say you don’t even remember sleeping with her and I know you …

your

not using a condom in that state is likely?” His voice has an edge to

did you 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

sardonically and all I can do is nod mutely with a flush of shame and warming cheeks.

been up to.” He points out and that inner hope I have been starting to cling to, dies immediately. He rolls

was inside of me, breathing heavily in my ear

like that.” He snaps. “Of course, I’ll take the fucking test.” He gets up quickly and stalks off toward the en-suite. “I would do anything you asked of me … Doesn’t mean I have to be fucking happy about it.” He slams the bathroom

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