Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Purposefully, I didn’t pull out when I should have. Hell, I stayed inside of her the second time I took her, keeping my cum in her, trying my damndest to bind her to me so she would always belong to me. Shit, if only I had known I would never see her again.
Picturing the way her back lifted off the bed and her mouth opened in pleasure, my tongue licking up the side of her neck, my hand jerks faster and faster. “Fuck.” I can’t stop watching her skin turn red when I bite her over and over in various places. “God damn.” I can’t control my movements now. I am gripping my prick so hard it almost hurts. When she screams my name in my head I groan and open my eyes to see my jizz wasted on a porcelain wall. “Shit.”
Getting out of the shower and dressed, I head out to the casino in town. I am currently helping my friend Jake with this crazy ass, elaborate operation to get his girl and have dirt on the people who could be an impediment to that. I get there just in time to see our target walk in. My phone rings and I look down seeing it is Jake. Chuckling at his obvious desperation, I answer.
“Where is he?” he asks not bothering with a hello.
“He just got to the casino.” I tell him.
“Do you have a girl that is ready?”
“Yes. Jessa is good to go.” She is a girl I helped to get a job a few months back. She owed me a solid and she has always made it clear she is in the market for a sugar daddy so I thought she would be perfect.
“Send her in. I will be in the parking lot in twenty.”
“No problem. What do you need?” This is about more than just sending in a girl.
“Tell her to clone everything with the device I gave you. Oh and have a friend take pictures.” That’s easy. I will tell her to ask Raquel who is my god sister to handle that. Luckily helping him out has given me something else to focus on when I am not working or in class.
“Is your girl inside?” Jake asks pulling up.
“Yeah. You were right. He zeroed right in on her. She is sitting in his lap at the blackjack table.” Raquel sent me a pic.”
“Excellent. Do you need anything from me?” he asks revving up his engine.
“Not unless you feel you have to stick around. The software will send it right to you when she is done.”
“Sounds like a plan. Then I will head out. This is for your trouble.” He hands me a stack of bills which I am going to give to Jessa for her time.
“There is one thing Monroe. My mom is having a winter dinner sort of thing next month. Mom’s for the new location. Just some food she is fixing, plenty to go around, some family and friends. Mom is trying out her new recipes for the restaurant before she sells it to the public.”
“Hell yeah. You know I am there. I love your mom’s food. I will bring my girl too.”
“Alright, I will text you the time and place.”
CHAPTER 6
MARI
It is so hard now trying to do splits and jump kicks whilst trying to hide a growing stomach. Yeah you heard me. I’m pregnant. You guessed it, by Royce. Well duh considering I lost my virginity to him.
That night was amazing. The most beautiful thing to ever happen to me. I was so excited about the next day, and then my mom ruined it once again. I went back to the bar and tried to catch him, get his last name from the manager and she did give it to me, but when I looked him up, nothing. It’s like he is a ghost.
I began to feel stupid chasing after him because I was positive he wasn’t looking for me and that was enough to make me give up before I started. Besides, where I am living now, I could never make it across town to go work there from school and now in this condition, forget about it.
Finding out I was pregnant was a journey. The first missed period it was easy enough to equate it to stress. I mean, given my life, it makes sense. A few weeks later when I started feeling nauseous, I chalked that up to skipping meals due to being limited on funds. Made sense to me. When the vomiting started, calling it the flu was only feasible for so long until I had to go to the doctor. I knew. Logically I knew by then because I hadn't had a period in two months, but I think as long as it wasn’t confirmed I could pretend. Once it was confirmed, there was never a question of what I was going to do, but more what to say and not to say.