Page 43 of In the Light of Sin

Talking through my options, we both decided the Depo-shot might be a good option for me. I wouldn’t remember to take a pill everyday and I didn’t like the idea of a IUD.

“Is it safe…” I know that we were here for birth control, but still telling them about this was embarrassing. “Is it safe to have sex right after you get it?”

“The Depo-shot might take up to ten days to be effective.” She snapped her gloves on before going to a mini refrigerator and pulling a shot out. “If you decide to have intercourse, I would highly recommend another form of protection.”

“I took plan B.”

“That’ll work.” She uncapped the needle and flicked it a few times. “The pill works best the sooner you take it and if you’re under one hundred seventy-five pounds.”

I was surprised by that. This is the stuff they should be teaching girls in school, not just telling them to take birth control to not get pregnant. “I didn’t know that.”

“A lot don’t.” She rubbed alcohol on my arm before lining the needle up with my skin. “Small poke, then were done.”

I braced myself, not looking as it went into my skin. I wasn’t a big fan of needles. She wheeled away, capping the needle. “If you’re going to have sex, I would highly advise you use another form of protection like condoms until the Depo takes effect. Come back in three months for your next dose.”

I nodded as she put a bandaid where the needle poked through my skin. I’ve always been a bleeder. “You’re good to go, honey. Watch out for those side effects, any complications, and you come back.”

I hopped off the bed, giving her a smile. “Thank you.”

I walked out of the doctor’s office with Oakley. The area she gave me my shot was throbbing as I got in the passenger seat of the car. I waited for her to put her seatbelt on, starting the engine before grinning at her. “Ten days until I’m clear to get dicked down again by that gorgeous man.”

She snorted, pulling out to the main road. We couldn’t see Sarge’s face, but I didn’t need to see to know that the man was handsome. Even if not traditionally, beauty always peaked out of the shadows of the night, the allure of something you couldn’t resist making something so untouchable seem as if you’d die without a taste of it. “Can Sarge even wait ten days?”

I smiled. I sure hoped not.

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I was busy making bouquets, wanting to rip my hearing aids out. The plastic was waning off and scraping against my skin. I knew I already had cuts from them, but I just grinned and bared it.

I was good at hiding my pain, physical or mental.

When the bell rang, signaling someone entered the shop, I gave my best customer service smile despite the singing song causing me to grind my teeth together. I hate that bell. “Good morning—“ I paused my greeting, seeing the mass figure take up half the storefront. The smile I reserved for customers became genuine. “Sarge.”

He didn’t respond to me. I was getting better at knowing when he would and when he wouldn’t… or at least I thought I was. “Did everything go okay at the clubhouse?”

He walked past the display flowers, standing on the other side of the hardwood counter, his head tilted down at me as he answered. “Yeah.”

Someone was feeling chatty this morning. I wonder how he’d feel about this? “I went to the doctor today.”

He stood up a bit straighter. “Yeah?”

My elbows rested against the counter, the palm of my left hand resting against the back of my right as I propped my chin against them before looking up at him with hooded eyes. He took his hands out of his hoodie pockets, resting his palms on either side of me from the other side of the table. “She told me it could take ten days before the shot could take effect.”

“Can’t wait ten days.” His voice was strained, hastily making his way to me from the other side of the counter, placing himself at an intimidating angle in front of me. “It’s already been too long.”

I rolled my eyes. “It’s only been a few days.”

“And?” He grabbed my arm, using it to turn the front of my body towards the counter. “Told you you’d bend over and let me fill you up whenever I wanted.”

“S-Sarge!” I felt his hand between my shoulder blades, applying slight pressure to push my upper half onto the front counter of Poppy Oaks. His hands caressed my waist until they dug into the waistband of my leggings. The risk of what he was doing was making my face feel hot in anticipation but also embarrassment. “What are you doing?!”

“I’m gonna fuck you.” I should’ve expected his crass reply. Sarge did whatever he wanted. Not like anyone could do anything to physically stop him; he was always the biggest man wherever he went. I bit my lip. I was attracted to how large he was. Was it weird to be attracted to someone even though you’ve never seen their face? Right now, the way he pushed the fabric of my leggings down my legs made my pussy clench in what was to come—both of us.

“We can’t!” My objection was weak, pushing my ass out a bit more to give him easier access. “Someone will see!”

He grunted. I wish I could tell if he loved the view, but I couldn’t even see his eyes. “Let them.”

The familiar sound of his zipper coming down rang in my ears, making me bite my lips in a dismal effort to stop the onslaught of pressure that was spreading to my cunt. Sarge and I only had sex a few times, but nothing ever quite this… thrilling.

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