Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
I nod jerkily, and pat my hair and straighten my dress again. Nick’s cum is seeping from my pussy, and there’s no way to stop it because I don’t have panties that can catch the drip. Okay, I’ll just have to continue making trips to the bathroom every half hour to take care of the mess. Yet I love feeling the warm, sticky ooze on my thighs. Even if Nick one hundred percent regrets our encounter, I don’t. I can’t, because I’ve yearned for him for so long.
But I can’t hide out in the women’s lounge forever, mooning like a lovesick dunce, so with a determined exhale, I spin on my heel and exit the restroom before striding out to the wedding party once more. Once I’ve reached the communal area, who greets me but my stepdad, Steve. He looks incredibly handsome with his silver hair brushed back, a twinkle in those blue eyes, and a perfectly cut suit decorating his form.
“Hi sweetheart,” he murmurs, stopping before me with flowers in hand. “You dropped the wedding bouquet after catching it, so I swooped it up and saved it for you. Here you go, honey.”
Then, he leans forward to give me a hug, except my stepfather is far too familiar. His lips brush my cheek and then snake over to my lips, even as I try to turn my face away. But it’s too late and we’re in an intimate liplock as every cell in my body curdles with disgust.
“Uck!” I shriek, pushing him away with my small fists. “What the hell? What was that about?”
Steve steps back, his expression regretful.
“I’m sorry, honey, it just happened,” he apologizes. “I’m unsteady on my feet these days, and slipped a little. You know me. I’m old and basically need that Life Alert device for seniors in case I fall.”
Steve continues to speak, but my heart plummets because I can already see movement from the corner of my eye. There’s another person who just witnessed our kiss, and sure enough, it’s my stepbrother Nick. The handsome doctor turns away with repulsion before storming out of the room, and I swallow heavily because once again, we’re back at square one … as enemies instead of lovers.
6
Nick
What the fuck? I knew Kristie was a slut, but I had no idea that her depravity was on-going and continuous. As far as I know, she’s been in Las Vegas for two years without coming home. But now that she’s back in Texas, it’s business as usual ... with my dad.
I curse out loud because the image of Kristie kissing Steve is burned in my frontal cortex. The beautiful blonde with her fucked-out look, her blonde hair in messy waves down her back. Her big bust trembled, and she was unsteady on her feet, probably because I’d pummeled her so hard after our encounter in the women’s lounge. Hell, I could even see a slick of my semen on her thighs. Yes, I pumped so much into the gorgeous girl that she was literally dripping my man milk.
Yet the moment she saw Steve, our encounter was forgotten. She practically danced into my dad’s arms, taking the bouquet from his hands, and of course, they kissed like long-lost lovers. My father had his tongue halfway down her throat, and Kristie moaned ravenously, pressing those big tits against his hard chest.
But those big tits are MINE! the voice in my head screams in fury. That cunt is MINE! That woman is mine, mine, mine.
The chant forms an unrelenting cacophony in my head as I hurtle down the highway. Seriously, what the fuck was she doing? I let out a scream in the privacy of my vehicle, unable to contain my rage, and suddenly, it happens. I don’t really see it but there’s a semi on the freeway and FUCK! My last thought is of the gorgeous girl. Kristie, my mind cries. Please forgive me. I love you. Thank you. Please, please ...
7
Kristie
It’s been two years since I saw Nick at the wedding, and my life’s changed so much that it’s almost unbelievable. Yet one thing has turned out unexpectedly sweet, and that’s my son. I chuck Riley under his chin, my heart filling with love as he burbles at me with his chubby cheeks and toothless smile. Maybe I lost Nick ... but the handsome physician gave me his son in his place.
“Okay sweetheart,” I murmur. “Enjoy dinner, okay? Mommy’s going out now. Is that okay? You have Amy to take care of you.”
My son babbles happily, waving his arms in the air before his babysitter comes to sweep him up in her arms.
“He’s fine,” Amy reassures me as the baby squirms a bit. “We’re going to have a good time together, right Riles? Are you ready for a bubble bath? But finish your peas first.”