Page 72 of Secrets, Lies and Love

Tension and urgency, as well as anger, gradually give way to pleasure.

It’s an angry fuck, but she looks as needy as I feel. She moves, following the rhythm, and for a long time I devour her without stopping.

I grab her neck, applying a little pressure, which seems to excite her even more, as she then climaxes, making a hoarse sound.

Heat and a shock of lust explode inside me, and I follow, pouring myself completely into her.

The feeling of her wet walls is delicious, and seconds later I understand why: we fucked without protection.

“I didn’t use a condom.” I’m still lying on her body, on the table, but after I say it, she pushes me away.

“Oh my God!” Cecily walks away, but she doesn’t seem angry, just desperate.

“Calm down, I’ve never had unprotected sex, except with my?—"

“I know. I listened when you told me that, but you should have also listened when I told you that I don’t take the pill.”

“I listened, but just now, I lost control. I wanted to be inside you and I forgot to protect us. I will take responsibility for my recklessness, however.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that if you are pregnant, I will marry you. There is no other way out.”

“What?”

“You heard what I said. I apologize for my carelessness, but if my child is inside your body, there is no other solution.”

She looks at me, pale, but doesn’t respond to what I say.

Another child was not in my plans, but if it happens, there is no way I would allow them to be raised away from me.

She starts to leave the kitchen.

“Don’t run away.”

“I’m not running away.”

“Yes, you are. Come here.”

She walks slowly, awkwardly, but when I open my arms, she accepts my shelter and buries her face in my chest. “I’m terrified.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

“I will be by your side if you are carrying my heir.”

“Out of obligation.”

“Out ofresponsibility.”

“It’s the same thing. I wanted something casual and now . . .”

“Now, maybe what we did will have consequences, but there is no going back on what happened. It’s done. I won’t let you walk away. According to your words, I have one more day by your side,” I say, as if I really intend to stick with that.

“You’re kidding, right? You still want to have sex with me even though I might be . . . ?”

“I do. I told you I was going to turn you inside out in these twenty-four hours, Cecily. Believe me, we’ve barely started.”

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