Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
I fingerfuck her good and hard until her cunt’s tightening around me and she’s coming all over my hand. Without giving her a chance to come down, I undo my pants, lift her ass slightly, and plunge into her from behind, mindful not to jostle her too vigorously. After all, she’s carrying precious cargo.
“Yes,” she cries out, meeting me thrust for thrust. “Right there.”
I hit her sweet spot over and over again, and all too soon, she’s coming for a second time, this time taking me along with her.
While still inside her, I lean over and kiss the top of her shoulder. “I love you.”
She glances at my reflection in the mirror, a small, satiated smile on her lips. “I love you.”
We clean up in the bathroom where she changes into her street clothes. As we’re heading out, her phone goes off and she glances at it, frowning.
“The kids?” I ask.
“Ellie.”
I sigh, knowing this won’t be good. Over the past several years, while our marriage has grown stronger, her relationship with her sister has slowly deteriorated. It started the day Ellie saved Sienna and our unborn baby and has only continued to worsen, especially once she moved across the country for school.
She rarely comes home, and it’s usually only when Sienna guilt-trips her into it. She tried to give her sister space, but Ellie is more than just a sister to her. Sienna views her as a mother would her daughter, and it breaks her heart that the girl she dedicated herself to care for and protect has completely shut her out.
But not wanting to upset Ellie, Sienna has stopped saying anything. She plasters on a smile and takes whatever her sister is willing to give her.
“What’d she say?”
“She’s not coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “She’s decided to stay in California for the summer after she graduates.” A sob rips through her. “I’ve officially lost my sister.”
“It’s just the summer, Hellcat. You haven’t lost your sister.”
“No.” She shakes her head, sniffling. “I know Ellie. The summer is just her way of easing us into it. Next, it will be just until the new year, and then, before we know it, she’ll be living there for the rest of her life.”
One Week Later
“Do you really think it’s wise to go visit Sienna’s sister without her?” my dad asks, as I press the button for the elevator in the building where Ellie lives.
“Ellie won’t talk to Sienna, and Sienna is too emotional to talk to her. We had hoped that once her sister graduated and moved home, they’d finally have a chance to work things out, since Ellie asked for time, which Sienna reluctantly gave her. Enough is enough. I’m not going to have my wife crying every day. I’m going to get to the bottom of this shit, so we can get our family back together.”
The elevator doors open, so I hang up with my dad since I’ll likely lose service anyway. I press the number for Ellie’s floor, and once the car arrives, I step out, heading straight for her door. I’m lifting my hand to knock, but before my fist touches the surface, the door flies open, and I come face to face with Ellie. The first thing I notice is her shocked expression, her green eyes wide with surprise. Since she wasn’t expecting me, I find her reaction understandable.
But then she backs up slightly, her features morphing into something else—fear, maybe?—and that allows me to take all of her in. My gaze skates downward, assessing her, making sure she’s okay. It’s warm in California, so she’s dressed in a tank top and cotton shorts. Nothing unusual there. But as my eyes ascend back to her face, something catches my attention.
A bump. I would recognize it anywhere, since my wife has sported the same one three times now. It’s not big, but with her tank being so tight, it really accentuates it. Makes it stand out. My eyes meet hers and she instantly sees that I know.
“Are you pregnant?”
She swallows anxiously as her hand goes to her protruding belly, telling me all I need to know. She’s pregnant. And she wasn’t planning for us to know.