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“Fuck, I… I didn’t think… I’m sorry… Fuck.”
I feel like a dick.
She trusted me with this, and I didn’t think.
When I pull out, I watch my cum and her juices seep out of her pussy.
“I hope you’re happy now.”
“Princess, you can give me all the shit you want, but you were as keen to have my dick inside you as I was.”
She pulls at her jeans, gets dressed, and avoids my gaze.
I lift my eyes to the night sky, summoning patience with her. I can’t have this conversation with her because I actually might do something stupid like kidnap her.
I pick up my jeans and T-shirt, muttering under my breath as I get changed.
She bites down on her lower lip, rocking on her toes, looking so unsure.
I can’t do this again. Leave her. She’s vulnerable after sex.
Man the fuck up. She needs you. You can be angry at her later.
I grab her hand and put her in the back of my car, cuddling her.
She wraps her arms around me, placing her cheek on my chest.
“You’re mad at me,” she whispers.
“I’m livid and exhausted, yet here I am because if you need me, I will always be there.”
“They’re going to kill me this time.”
I stiffen, and she cups my face in her hands. “Please, you have to go…”
“Do you think I would leave, especially now…” I look at her flat stomach. “I’m sorry.”
“It won’t take your cum back, will it?”
I chuckle, and she slaps my chest playfully. “This is what I get if I play with fire.”
“There are two possibilities… and the morning-after pill.”
“Do you have any idea what those pills do to your body?”
“I don’t know what to do… it’s like I have to freak out on your behalf.”
“So, you’re not?”
“Why would I?”
“We’re talking about a baby.”
“Yes, so?”
“Ugh, you’re impossible.”
“I don’t see you freaking out either.”