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It didn’t take Lisa long to arrive, and either I was extra horny, or she was looking extra good. I found myself staring at her and taking in her beauty. When she took her jacket off, the tight tank top that she wore revealed that she still had a small pudge from giving birth. For some reason, that shit was sexy to me. My eyes slid down to her thick thighs. The leggings she wore had her pussy print on display, and my dick stiffened with anticipation.

“You want something to drink?”

Lisa shook her head. We entered my bedroom, and I ogled her as I stepped out of my pajama pants. She removed her tank top and revealed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. The tiger stripes on her breasts made my dick jump like there were hydraulics in it. I wanted to feel tight, wet pussy and release. I didn’t have a desire to be intimate with a woman. I’d never performed oral sex on Lisa or kissed her but as I wrapped my hand around her neck and squeezed just a bit, she stifled a moan, and I gently bit her bottom lip. Heat radiated through my body, and I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I didn’t stop myself.

I snaked my tongue into her mouth and tightened the grip that I had on her neck. Our kiss deepened, and Lisa moaned into my mouth. I moved my mouth over to her neck and began to suck as I ran my fingers down her slit. She was drenched. I smacked her on the ass. “Bend over.”

I placed a condom on as she did what I asked. I admired her from behind as she gripped the edge of my dresser and spread her legs. With an ass cheek in each hand, I spread them and eased inside of her. When I was all the way in, I groaned as she whimpered. I sexed Lisa at a slow and steady pace for a bit before I increased the pace of my strokes. Leaning in, I French kissed the nape of her neck, and her body jerked as her vagina tightened on my manhood. I gritted my teeth while savagelystroking her through an orgasm. The grip that her pussy had was extra tight, and I found myself resisting the urge to cum too soon.

When I didn’t have sex on a regular basis and wasn’t drunk as hell, there were times that I might ejaculate faster than I’d like, and Lisa’s pussy wasn’t helping the cause. The extra foreplay I’d indulged in had her soaked. I gripped her faux locs in my hands and pulled her hair. Lisa’s hold on the dresser tightened as she pushed out choppy expletives. She was cursing, hissing, and trembling as I delivered deep, long strokes. The room was filled with sounds of pleasure, our bodies smacking together, and the effects of her gushy pussy.

I pulled out of Lisa and guided her over to the bed. I positioned myself flat on my back, and she mounted me. The view I had of her breasts had my mouth watering. As she slid down on my pipe, I gripped her hips. Lisa’s lids fluttered closed as she began to bounce up and down on my dick with her feet flat on my bed.

“Shit,” I groaned as she bounced faster and harder. She eased all the way up so that only the tip was inside of her, and she paused. With her bottom lip pinched between her teeth, she rode only on the tip for a few seconds. She then eased all the way down, and she came for the second time.

I couldn’t take it, and my seeds spilled from my dick into the condom. “Fucckkk,” I grunted as she continued to ride me.

Finally, she got off me, and I saw blood on the condom. It wasn’t a whole lot, but it was noticeable for sure. “You expecting your period?” I asked.

Lisa looked over at me confused, but when she noticed the blood-tinged condom, her eyes widened. “Oh shit. Um, no. That’s embarrassing. I’m sorry.”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re a woman. Things like this happen. Was I hurting you?”

“Not at all.”

I let Lisa get cleaned up in the master bathroom while I used the guest bathroom. When we were done, we met in my bedroom, and I walked her to the door.

CHAPTER 16

LISA

I lookedat the doctor with a dumbfounded expression on my face. He was a doctor. I was a nurse. Asking him if he sure when I knew how these things worked would have been absurd. “I, um. Okay. I just wasn’t expecting this. I just had a six-week checkup not too long ago. I didn’t get birth control, because… you know what? It doesn’t matter,” I chuckled nervously. “Thank you.”

When I left Capri’s house two days ago and got home, my panties had blood in them. I showered and put on a pad. I bled for almost twenty-four hours, then it stopped. That wasn’t normal for me, so I decided to get checked out to be on the safe side only to be told that I was pregnant. My stomach was in knots. I wanted to ask myself how, but I knew how. The night I went to Capri’s, and he was super drunk. We went two rounds and on the second round, the condom broke. I hadn’t given it another thought after that night. Again, yes, I was a nurse, and I knew how babies were made but fuck. Since I’d just given birth two months ago, I didn’t think it was abnormal for my cycle to be irregular. There had been no morning sickness or weird cravings. The only thing I actually felt was fatigue and with the way I had been working, that was to be expected.

According to the doctor, however, I was five weeks pregnant. I couldn’t even feel my legs as I walked to my car. I was still mourning my loss, and another pregnancy was nowhere in the forefront of my mind. How could I have an abortion when I had just suffered such a huge loss, but I didn’t know Capri, and he didn’t know me. This was unexpected, and the timing was wrong. Not to mention, I had PTSD. The times I drank. All those times when I didn’t know I was pregnant. What if something was wrong with this baby too? At the thought, I began to hyperventilate.

I had a full-blown panic attack in my car. As I struggled to breathe, I clenched my steering wheel so hard that my hands began to ache. My chest heaved up and down as tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t deal with another high-risk pregnancy again. My heart couldn’t take it. Gradually, my breathing started to slow, and I was able to calm down. The grip I had on the steering wheel loosened, and I grabbed napkins from my center console to wipe my face. As soon as the fears of something being wrong with my child began to ease up, I thought about how me being pregnant again so soon by a man that wasn’t my fiancé would look. Boy, it had been a hell of a day, and it wasn’t going to get better. I still had to tell Capri.

Being that I was pregnant, I’d no longer be able to drink away my pain. I’d have to face my reality fully sober and alert. As soon as I gathered myself enough to be able to drive myself home, my phone rang, and when I saw who was calling, I groaned. The Universe was funny as fuck. Reluctantly, I answered the phone for Sintonio’s mother. She was cool, but we’d never been close. Even though he told her that I was paying for a lot of our wedding, she turned her nose up at the cost of things and told him that we could just go to the courthouse instead of trying to ‘keep up with the Joneses.’ I wanted to tell him so bad that his mother could kiss my ass, but I refrained.

She sent flowers to the hospital after I had my son, but she hadn’t picked up the phone to call me nor had she attempted to visit. Something in my gut told me that I’d regret answering the phone for Aleena, but I did it anyway.

“Hey hun. How are you doing?”

“Hey. I’m okay.” I stated dryly.

“That’s good. Look, has the check from the insurance company come yet? Sintonio told me to ask you about it because he said you won’t answer the phone for him. He wanted you to give me his portion of the money, so he can get a lawyer. And if it hasn’t come yet, he wants to know if you can put some money in his account? I’ve been doing it, but I have my own bills and stuff.”

My nose scrunched as I let everything that she said sink in. I felt that her and her son had a lot of damn nerve but when I responded to her, I kept my tone pleasant. “No, the check hasn’t come yet, but if he wants me to give his money to you, I will do that as soon as I get it. As far as the money in his account, no. I don’t have it to spare. I’m saving up to move, and I just went back to work not too long ago.”

“Well, aren’t you getting a check for the house? You can use that to move.”

“Sooooo,” I stated slowly. “The house wasn’t paid for. Once we pay the bank what they were owed, we can have the rest to split. That for sure won’t make either one of us rich. And my bank account took a major hit when I spent a lot of money on a wedding that didn’t happen.”

“That’s your fault. I told Sin that you and he could have just gone to the courthouse. You didn’t need a big old fancy wedding to try and impress pe”

“I’m sorry,” I cut her off. “But respectfully, I did what I wanted to do. I didn’t ask for opinions. I’ll give you the money once I get it.” I ended the call without waiting on a response fromher. I had enough on my plate. Sintonio’s mother could kiss my ass. Even if I was rich, I wouldn’t have put any money in his account. Sin was the least of my worries.

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