Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“I remember the big clothes trying to hide it as well. It is not rocket science. You went from figure hugging clothes to covering up everything.” Yeah. That makes sense. “Does he know?” That one question makes the tears fall like a river.
“No. I can’t bring myself to tell him.” She rubs my back but looks at me in confusion.
“Why not? Do you think he would want nothing to do with it?”
“Just the opposite in fact. He would give up everything to be here for me and this baby and I can’t let that happen. He got a scholarship for school, and he is so excited about it. I can’t be the one to ruin his plans.”
“What about your plans, Gwen? You didn’t make this baby alone. You shouldn't have to carry this weight alone either.” Logically, I know that, right? I think about it all the time, but then I go back to all of the stories and books saying the opposite. The man becomes resentful, and everything goes to hell. All three of us deserve better.
We spend another hour or so discussing my situation and hers, and at the end of it, all it did was fill me with more guilt and give me more to think about, but it was so great to be able to talk to someone. Especially since I have my ultrasound appointment tomorrow and I am going to be doing it alone. Again.
chapter twelve
Hunter
On my way to school, I call Gladis to finalize all my prom plans. I am relieved when she tells me that everything is all arranged and going according to plan. Honestly, I’ll just be glad when this When I get to school, the hall is already full. Lockers slam and girls giggle loudly, immediately grating on my nerves. Until, I hear hers. Her laugh always goes straight to my cock. My Gwen. Eagle-eyed, I spot her, leaning against her locker talking to Clive Montgomery, my fucking arch enemy. What the fuck? Since elementary school, Clive and I have been neck and neck in everything that we’ve done. Football, track, grades, but the one the thing we never competed about was Gwen. She’s mine. But right now, she’s laughing and talking with him, and I can’t see straight, only this time, Ryder isn’t here to stop me from doing something stupid.
And believe me, I know what I’m about to do is stupid. Like a man on a mission, I move toward them and watch as Clive’s eyes widen comically before he backs away from Gwen. I must look as fucking feral as I feel. Unhinged might be a better word.
“Hunter?” Gwen asks. She looks scared and while I don’t ever want to scare her or intend to hurt her, I want her to know what she does to me.
“Come with me,” I say, grabbing her arm.
“Where are we going, Hunter?” she asks, but doesn’t stop me.
I drag her to a classroom that I know to be empty. It’s being renovated. Shutting the door and locking it behind it us, I move us to the desk in the corner, away from the windows. I don’t need prying eyes for what I have in mind.
I lift her up and set her on the desk. “Why are you doing this to us,” I ask, as I kneel down in front of her. I push her skirt up and spread her thighs apart. I pull her panties down her thighs and put them in my pocket.
“I’m not doing anything,” she breathes, as I my tongue hits her clit.
“You are torturing the both of us.” My cock is so hard, you’d think I wasn’t balls deep inside of her two nights ago.
“I’m not.” I press a kiss to the top of her pussy before taking her clit into my mouth. I suck on it until moans.
“Mmm… Hunter, please, don’t do this,” she moans, her voice thick.
“I’m doing whatever I want,” I groan as a fresh wave of her arousal hits my tongue.
“I’m so close,” she whines.
“Good. Come for me so I can bury my cock inside your sweet cunt. Be a good girl for me,” I growl.
“Bury it now,” she whines, grinding her hips into my face. I pop up from between her legs, her swollen, wet pussy begging for me. Her wetness is dripping down my face but ask me if I care.
“You want my cock?” I ask, standing, shoving my pants down just enough to pull my cock out. She wraps her hand around my length and strokes me.
“I do.” I lean down and kiss her. She moans and kisses me back.
Gripping my cock, I drag it through her folds before shoving into her. She wraps her legs around my waist. She’s so lost in the pleasure I’m giving her she’s given up on her recent don’t touch me policy. If she thinks that I don’t know she’s pregnant, she’s crazy, but I still won’t say anything until she does. I fuck into her over and over until my balls tighten up. I feel her pussy clench around me as she cries my name. My own orgasm rises seemingly from my toes. Throwing my head back, I shout her name as I come. My cock is still throbbing in her clenching pussy. When I can finally breathe again, I lean down to kiss her, but I don’t get that far because I notice the silent tears streaming down her face.