“Don’t stop, Seth!” It feels like heaven. His thick crown pushes and pulls my insides.
He finds his rhythm, rocking me with hard, smooth strokes. “You’re so perfect, Mina.” His fingers entwine with mine. “I want you forever.”
My body readies for another climax. “Fuck me…” I breathe. I focus my strength on my inner muscles. I squeeze his cock from the inside and feel the sweet painful release around him. The tension breaks through me. I can’t stop trembling, nor would I ever want to. He thrusts me faster and I let the orgasm take over me.
“Mina!” he cries with a solid grunt. His body shakes and he calls my name over and over as he comes with me. His hips continue to pump me until he can’t take the pain anymore and he settles onto the bed beside me.
I pull his face closer to me and kiss him softly. Neither one of us can speak. He lays his head against my breasts and we breathe together.
As he falls asleep against me, I caress his hair. I look down at him and smile.
This is the way it will be, I think to myself. From now until the day I die. This is how it’ll be.
I make the promise to myself. I make the promise to Seth. And most importantly, I make a promise to our unborn child.
One day, I’ll meet you.
I kiss his forehead and taste the sweetness of his skin before I drift off into a pleasant slumber.
***
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I step towards the back of the house and creep up the stairs. His room is at the end of the hall on the second floor, right across from mine. Everything tells me to leave him be and to just go lock myself up in my own room until the feelings inside of me go away. But I can’t deny how badly I want to go to him.
I can’t stop myself as I step quietly towards his room. The door is open a crack and I see his shape passing back and forth behind the door. His shadows bounce off the wall, the light of a single lamp next to his bed illuminating the room.
I take a deep breath and tap lightly on the door. He says nothing as he steps to the door and pulls it open, standing in the doorway wearing nothing but his pajama pants. His chest is on full display, the first enticing glance of abs poke out along his strong torso.
I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. In all honesty, I have no idea what to say. Should I apologize? Should I tell him that it was just a stupid drunken mistake and that we should forget it ever happened? Or should I admit that I’ve fantasized about him since the day I met him and tell him I have no regrets about what I did?
Before I can speak, he takes my breath away. I feel his hands on my face as he pulls me closer to him. His lips latch onto mine as he steps backwards, clinging to me, taking me along with him into the dark room. He reaches behind me to push the door close. I flinch as it slams shut behind me and he presses me against it. With a flick of his wrist, he locks the door.
Graham towers over me. His eyes stare at me, searching me for answers that I clearly cannot give. I feel him backing away. He curls his hands into fists and I see him feel the same inner struggle that I feel. He wants me, I know it. He doesn’t think he can do it. But I want him to. I want him to take me so badly.
I kiss him again, using my entire body against him as I pull him closer. My fingers push through his perfect, black hair, holding his face against mine.
“Wait—” he says. Graham pulls away and takes a step back. “We can’t do this—”
“Why not?” I say. I try to step towards him, but he places his hands on my shoulders.
“You know why,” he says. “It’s not right.”
“We aren’t related by blood,” I say, spewing any logic my hazy mind can come up with. “It’s okay.”
“But we’re still related,” he argues.
“Through marriage,” I say. “That’s not our fault.”
“But it’s still fact…”
“It’s also fact that I’ve been attracted to you for over a year,” I admit. “And you said so yourself that you always wanted me to kiss you. Which means that you want this, too, right?” I pause to catch my breath.
Graham’s chest heaves up and down. I can see the wheels turning in his head, no doubt attempting to justify his actions. “What if they find out?” he whispers.
“They won’t,” I say. I take a few steps towards him and align my body against his. I feel his rigid sex between us. My heart is racing, charging for the point of no return. “It’ll just be our little secret.” I put my palms against his bare chest as I lean in closer to whisper in his ear, “I promise.”
He sighs against my touch. I can sense him coming around. He entwines his fingers with mine. My body pulses, shock waves vibrating my nether as I push up on the tips of my toes to kiss him once more.
“I know you want this, Graham,” I say as my lips peck at his neck. “It’s okay — I want it, too.”
He doesn’t pull away from me this time. As I push against him, leading him backwards towards his bed, he holds my face in his hands. “Penny…” he groans. “I haven’t…”
“What?” We find the bed together and he topples down. I feel his body shaking as he loses his balance.
“I just… haven’t. You know…”
I pause and look at him. I was so caught up in my desires, I haven’t thought about the real details. “I haven’t either,” I say with a smile.
I push my hands into his shoulders and use my weight to lay him down on the bed. His rough manhood presses against me and I quiver for him as I lower myself down to lie next to him. I prop myself on one arm and lay my lips against his as my free hand travels down his body. He twitches beneath my touch and I smile at him between tender kisses. My hand drifts into his slacks and my fingertips tremble as I graze his stiff member.
His warm breath touches my cheek as he lets out a soft moan.
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“Rocky, wait!”
Zeke enters the foyer just as the elevator doors open. I rush inside and push the lobby button. But he’s too quick and he easily boards the golden box long before the doors close behind us.
“Rocky, please, just let me explain.”
“There’s nothing to explain, Zeke,” I say. The elevator begins its descent.
“I feel horrible about this.”
I say nothing and keep my eyes fixed to the floor. I grab the railing behind me and take a deep breath to try and calm my pounding heart.
Zeke steps towards me. His hands land on my cheeks and I can feel his breath on my face. “Rocky, please. Let me make this right.”
I stop fighting. I let him pull my face up to look at him. I meet his eyes, his beautiful gray eyes, and they pull me in. His chest heaves up and down. His fingers caress my cheeks.
“Fuck it,” he whispers.
Zeke leans down and locks his lips with mine. It scares us both. His wide eyes search me for clues, looking for an indication of how I’ll react. Every muscle in my body goes tense as Zeke pulls me in a little closer.
I kiss him back. His hands move down my body as I lean into him, my desires on fire. He gathers up my dress and forces his hands underneath, his fingers tickling my skin. I slide into the corner of the elevator and Zeke holds me in place against the wall.
“I love you, Rocky…” he whispers.
My lips brush against his. I try to speak, but I can’t get the words out. My mind and body are in total shock, my adrenaline on overload.
Zeke’s fingers travel closer to my mound. My desire is throbbing, begging to be touched.
A moan escapes me as his fingers graze my nether lips inside my panties. The thrill of it catches me off guard, but I don’t want him to stop. He taps against my clitoris, each touch sending a shock wave through my core.
“I’ve wanted this for so long…” h
e groans.
He slips a finger inside of me and doesn’t stop until it’s all the way in.
I moan loudly and writhe against his hand. His finger fucks me over and over again, playing me like concert pianist. It doesn’t matter what note he wants me to play, I’ll move the moon and skies to make it for him.
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