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4
***
Over the next few days, I avoided Nick, choosing to spend my time with Kevin. I brushed Nick off the few times he tried to talk to me, as I wasn’t ready to talk to him yet. The image of him holding Amber’s hands tenderly lingered in my memory, and even though I knew deep down that he might have some sort of explanation for what happened that day, I didn’t care to hear what he had to say. Something in me wanted to make him understand how it felt to see someone you liked spending their time with another person.
Kevin picked me up almost every morning and brought me home at night. At first, Nick pretended like he didn’t care, greeting Kevin warmly the first few times, probably in an attempt to get my attention. As Kevin’s visits continued, Nick started avoiding seeing us together, managing to disappear whenever Kevin and I were together.
About a week after my fight with Nick over his escapade with Amber, I had a dinner date with Kevin. Even though we were just platonic friends, we still enjoyed each other’s company, and though he wasn’t Nick, I still liked him a little more than just friends. I got out of the shower and dressed in a short, yellow plaid skirt, knee high tights, and a somewhat transparent white blouse.
I walked down the stairs humming and singing. Nick was on the landing, blocking my path.
“Hi, Nick,” I said, and waited for him to step aside so I could pass. He stood planted in my way.
“You’re going out with Kevin again?” he asked.
“Yes, I am. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to head out,” I said as I tried to get around him.
“Maddy, can I please talk to you?” he breathed desperately.
“Not now, Nick. I’ll be late.”
“Are you going to wear that?” he asked, looking at me from head to toe, his eyes drinking in my curves, roaming the entire length of my body from my neck to my legs. Even though I was still mad at him, it excited me when he looked at me like this. I knew his gaze lingered on my breasts because, suddenly, I felt my nipples hardening against the silk of my blouse, stretching my tight top as they pebbled. What the heck was I doing getting turned on by someone who made me so furious?
“Why? What’s wrong, Nick? I thought you of all people might appreciate my outfit.”
“No. I really don’t, Maddy. Your skirt is honestly too short. Kevin might get ideas.”
“So let him! That’s my business, Nick. If you’ll excuse me…”
“I’m still your older brother and I have a job to make sure you look decent.”
“Decent? Nick, you lost the right to dictate to me the first time you fucked me. Like I told you earlier, please go to Amber and leave me the hell alone.”
He didn’t respond, but his eyes shifted from my chest to my eyes. I held his gaze, stubbornly refusing to budge until he stepped aside.
“Thank you,” I said sarcastically just as a car pulled into the driveway. Perfect timing. I opened the door and almost ran towards Kevin, eager to get away from Nick.
Kevin stepped out of the car to open the passenger door for me.
“Hi, Maddy,” he said as he gave me a quick, friendly hug.
“Hey Kevin. Perfect timing.”
“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”
“My brother was being an ass.”
“He’s just super protective of you. If you were my sister, I’d never let you out alone,” he smiled.
“You don’t know the half of it,” I replied.
“You want me to say hello to your parents or Nick?” he inquired.
“No. Mom and Dad are both gone for the day, and Nick’s being a jerk right now.”
We drove to Jetter’s Arcade, which was a few miles away from home. Kevin and I had a blast, but as the evening went on, he kept finding reasons to touch me more often than usual. We were in the middle of a playing a video game when he grinned at me with a boyishly cute smile.
“What?” I asked.
“You know what I’ve not forgotten?”
“What’s that?”
“That kiss you owed me.”
“What kiss?” I asked, my heart leaping. So far, our relationship had been platonic and that was all I really wanted. Even though I liked Kevin a lot, I didn’t want to get romantically involved with him. The only person I truly wanted was Nick, if I ever stopped being mad at him.
“Remember the last time we saw each other before I moved out of town?”
I remembered. I had promised him a kiss if he ever came back to town. “You’re kidding me, right?”
“No. It was a promise,” he said. “And you never break your promises.”
He was right. I hated breaking promises, but kissing Kevin when I didn’t want any more than friendship seemed wrong.
“We were kids,” I said laughing. “I was just trying to hold on to our friendship.”
“Well, it worked, and we’re still friends. And now we’re adults, and I want you to finish what you started.”
“Fine, but I’ll save that for a good night kiss,” I said. If Kevin was going to kiss me even one time, I needed that kiss to count.
“Deal.”
After a few more hours of fun and food, we headed home. When we pulled up to the driveway, I noticed the light in Nick’s room was on. I knew he’d be watching me, and even though that should have made me mad, I felt excited and empowered. And with Kevin’s request for his kiss, I knew Nick was about to get an eyeful. Served him right.
When Kevin leaned in to give me a hug, I hugged him back a little too closely. “Still want that friendly kiss?” I asked.
He didn’t need to be asked twice; he leaned in and gently took my lips. I kissed him back, but unlike Nick’s kiss, there was no passion between us. The kiss was flat, and it might as well have been any guy on the street kissing me. Yet, since I knew Nick was spying on me, the kiss was totally worth it. I noticed the light in Nick’s room go off, which made me feel so bad. He had been watching me, and the joy I’d gotten from making him jealous immediately dissipated and was replaced with instant remorse. I felt guilty, like I had just cheated on him. I quickly pulled myself out of Kevin’s arms.
“Are you okay?” he asked, surprised by how fast I had disengaged myself from his arms. “Did I offend you?”
“Of course not, Kevin. Everything is perfect,” I said, plastering a sweet smile on my face. “It’s just time to go inside.”
“Well, okay. Good night, then. I had fun tonight.”
“Me, too,” I said. I watched him walk to his car, then looked up at the window again. The light was on in Nick’s room again. He couldn’t get enough of watching me? In that case…
“Wait, Kevin,” I said, running after the poor boy.
He turned around to see what I wanted. I had never played with someone’s emotions for my own benefit, but there was a first, or rather second, time for everything. I felt bad, but I had to do it.
“Do you want to hang out again?” I asked sweetly.
“Thought you’d never ask,” he replied with a smile.
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes, that would be great. We can do lunch,” he replied.
I quickly bid him goodbye. I made my way up the stairs to my room. Once I closed the door, I stripped out of my clothes except for my bra and panties and started the bath. While the water filled the tub, I lay on my bed to read a magazine.
I must have dozed off because when I woke up, someone was knocking rather loudly on my door.
“Yes?” I was a little bit irritated. I opened the door, and Nick was standing there. “What do you…” I started to say.
“Maddy, you have to listen to me.”
I looked down at myself and realized I was dressed in only my bra and panties. Sure, Nick had seen me in my underwear plenty of times, but since we were fighting, being half-naked was not a disadvantage for me. “May I take a shower first?”
“Sure,” he said. He turned to leave but not before I noticed his erection.
****
I left the bathroom door slightly ajar; I didn’t like the way the steam filled up the bathroom. I turned on the music and got into the tub. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax. My thoughts drifted to Kevin. He was a nice guy and would make a nice boyfriend for some lucky girl. I felt bad for manipulating him to get to Nick, and I knew I had to tell him at lunch the next day that all I wanted from him was friendship; I didn’t want him thinking I had more to offer.
I started rubbing my body all over, and, as usual when I touched myself in the bath, my thoughts floated to Nick. I know, and I am ashamed to admit it, but I had always thought of Nick every time my hands touched my pussy, even before we had had sex in August. I let my fingers play with my clit long enough for my body to tense, ready to explode. Nick and I had not had sex for almost a week, and it was getting to me. Images of him floated in my head, and not just of his face, but of his entire body, and in my mind, he was naked.
I had visualized him several times naked, and this time was no exception. His cock stood long, thick, and dangerous. Thoughts of his cock made me want something hard inside me. Since I had always been afraid of the pain of losing my virginity, I had never let my fingers go past my clit whenever I played with myself. Pain was the same reason I had never tried a vibrator, even though Amy, my roommate, had bought one for me last semester. But since I was no longer a virgin, I’d have to try out the vibrator next time.
My eyes remained closed as my fingers played with my nipples and my clit, sending sensations I knew all too well spiraling throughout my body. I groaned and moaned; the music drowned out the orgasm that had taken over my senses. At the peak of my pleasure, I thought I heard someone groaning over the music, but when I looked up, I was alone. The door was still ajar, as I had left it.
I let the pleasure wash over me as I stopped playing with my nipples and clit, allowing my body to relax. Once I caught my breath and my heartbeat returned to normal, I got out of the bath, dried off, and put on my clothes. I went into my room and lay on the bed, relaxed and sleepy. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep in my bathing robe.
The next morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes. I knew it was Nick cooking, as my parents were already gone for the day. Nick made the best pancakes in the world (well, next to me), but since we were still fighting, I couldn’t touch the pancakes. I walked to the kitchen, still dressed in my robe, intending to grab a bite of something before getting ready for lunch with Kevin.
“Hi, Maddy.” He was flipping a pancake.
“Hey, Nick,” I replied.
“I made some pancakes for you,” he said as he looked at me. He had that weird look that felt as if he was undressing me with his eyes.
“No,” I answered as I pulled my robe tightly around me, conscious of the fact that I wore nothing underneath it.
“So you’re not hungry?” Nick asked as he dished some pancakes and eggs onto two plates.
“I’m okay. Thanks, though.”
“Come on, Maddy. Please sit with me,” he pleaded. I was about to decline but remembered the kiss he had seen the night before from his window. I changed my mind.
“Sure. I can’t resist pancakes anyways,” I said as I sat at the dining table.
He brought two plates over and set one if front of me.
“Thank you,” I said as I started to dig in.
“So, how was your rendezvous last night?” he asked in between morsels of food, his gaze fixed on his plate and barely making contact with mine.
“It was just dinner with a nice guy.”
“Really? That’s all it was? I could have sworn I saw you kiss him when he brought you home.”
“You were spying on me?”
“No, I wasn’t. I was simply making sure you were okay,” he said, pushing his plate away. “Maddy, we really need to talk.”
I looked at him; I could tell he was suffering. Maybe it was time to hear him out. “I’m listening.”
“About the other day with Amber,” he started. I remained silent. “There’s nothing going on between us. She wanted us to get back together and I said no. I told her I was in love with someone else. Then she suggested I should cheat on that person. I was simply trying to let her down gently and make her understand we were over,” he said, his eyes pleading for understanding.
“It didn’t look like it,” I sulked. “You guys were cozy like you were just about to have sex or something.”
“Maddy, that’s because you left before I could finish my conversation with her. If you’d stayed just a few minutes more, you would have heard me completely break it off with her.”
I believed him, but I wasn’t going to make it easy on him. “You’re in love with someone else?” I asked.
He looked at me like my question was unexpected. “Maddy, can’t you tell I like you way more than a brother ever should? Do you know how miserable I’ve been since you walked out on me in that café? And how miserable it’s made me that Kevin has come into the picture?”
“Oh, forget Kevin. He’s just a friend. There’s nothing between us.”
He pulled his chair closer to mine and held my hands. “Can you forgive me?” he asked. “I’ve missed you in more ways than you can ever imagine. My cock has missed you, too.”
My gaze dropped to his groin area, and I was face-to-face with a humongous hard on. “Nick?” I grinned, pointing to his crotch, my meal forgotten.
“Damn, Maddy, see what you do to me?”
“What?”
“You tempt me. And that’s wrong,” he groaned.
“I’m not tempting you,” I said, getting up and pulling him close to me, the hardness of his erection pushing into my mound.
“Then what are you doing?” he asked in a hoarse voice.
I put his hands around my tiny waist, forcing him to hold me close to him. “I’m giving you what you’ve earned, Nick. I’ve missed you too.”
“Oh, Maddy…” he started, but my mouth claimed his. He hesitated only briefly before seeking my tongue with his and kissing me like ours was the last kiss he’d ever have. This was a deep, passionate kiss, not the simple, uninspiring kiss that Kevin had delivered.
Oh no, Kevin! He was due to pick me up any minute now. He could ring the doorbell and see me in my stepbrother’s arms. I pushed Nick away gently just as his hands were about to cup my breasts.
“I have to go. Kevin will be here any moment. It’s my time to let him off gently, as well,” I said as I opened my eyes, my lips still savoring the kiss. Without waiting for his response, I quickly wrapped my robe around myself and ran up the stairs.
No sooner had I reached my room than the doorbell rang. I quickly pulled a set of underwear and the first dress I could lay my hands on and put it all on. I took a quick look at the mirror, brushed my hair, and applied some makeup.
“Maddy, Kevin’s here,” Nick called out.
“Sure, be there in a second,” I called back as I yanked on a pair of tall riding boots to match the dress.
When I got downstairs, Nick and Kevin were talking about cars. Nick was much more relaxed, probably because he knew I was about to give Kevin the boot.
“All right, I’ll be back shortly,” I said as we made our way out the door. As I was about to exit behind Kevin, I felt a hand grope my ass and squeeze it. I turned around and winked at Nick. I wished the date with Kevin was over already.
***
I endured the longest ice cream date with Kevin, wondering how to tell him I didn’t want any more than just a friendship from him. Half the time, I wasn’t listening to what he was saying, since my brains were wrapped around thoughts of how to tell him that we couldn’t be more than friends. My thoughts were also drifting to the image of Nick’s huge, erect cock. Once we were done with our ice cream, I was in so much of a hurry to get back that poor Keven asked me if I was okay.
“Yeah, I just have some chores at home I need to get done,” I claimed.
He nodded as he opened the car door to let me in. We were home in a few minutes, and like the night before, he opened the door to let me out. This time, he was the first to kiss me. I was caught off guard, even though I should have expected it as I was the one who had started the kissing thing.
“Listen, Kevin, you’re a good guy…” I started, but he cut me off.
“You just want to be friends. I get it, Maddy. I’ve sort of known that all week, but I was hoping I was wrong.”
“I’m sorry I kissed you last night. I didn’t intend to lead you on,” I said in a low voice.
“No hard feelings,” he said, smiling. “You didn’t lead me on, just keeping a promise you made to me. I was the one who got carried away.”
“Well, I didn’t help issues. So, you’re not mad at me?” I asked.
“Why should I be? We’re better off as just friends anyway. I can tell you have someone else on your mind.”
I wanted to deny it but decided it was no use. I did have Nick on my mind.
“I’m so obvious,” I said, smiling. “Thanks for the ice cream, Kevin. And thank you for understanding.”
***
I walked into the house, excited at the prospect of having Nick to myself for the rest of the night.
“Maddy?” Nick was standing in the dim living room.
“Yes, Nick?”
“You did it?” he asked, coming close to me.
“Yes,” I said. “I’m all yours now.” I looked at his groin, and a huge hard on loomed. I was so excited and turned on.
“So, I’m going to punish you for making me miserable for the last few days.”
“You are?” I cocked my head to one side and grinned at him. “I’d like that.”
“First of all, you’re going to be in a time out,” he said, stopping when he was just a few steps away from me. I had hoped he’d come all the way to hold me like he had a few hours earlier.
“I am?” I giggled. “It’s been years since I’ve been in time out.”
“Come here,” he said in a rather loud voice. I moved closer to him.
“Take off your dress. Now.”
This was so exciting. I enjoyed role playing, and apparently, Nick did as well. I quickly removed my dress and stood there in just my bra, panties, and riding boots.
“God, you are so sexy, baby,” he said as his eyes gazed at my body. “But I still have to punish you for making me miserable.”
I stood looking at him, my body trembling in anticipation of what he might do to me. But he did nothing; instead, he continued to just look at me. His dick grew thicker and longer as he stared at me.
“Go sit on that couch,” he commanded after he’d filled his eyes. He pointed to his favorite couch in the middle of the living room. I scrambled to the couch and sat down.
“Open your legs wide.” My legs opened like they were on autopilot. “Slide your panties to the side. I want to see your pussy from here.” I slid my panties to the side, groaning as my fingers accidentally rubbed against my clit.
“Now, slide one finger into your pussy. Slowly.”
I wanted to say no, that it would hurt, but I was so turned on, ten vibrators could be in my pussy and it wouldn’t hurt.
I touched my clit with my index finger, then slowly slid it into my pussy. Halfway in, I stopped. I was still super tight even after having had sex a few times with him.
“That’s enough,” he said. He walked towards me, taking off his shirt and pants as he moved. By the time he reached me, I was staring at his big, thick cock.
“Suck,” he commanded, standing over me.
Since I was seated, his dick was right in my face. I pulled his cock into my mouth, eager to have another taste. I had missed him so much.
At first, I licked the length of his cock, bobbing my head on the cock in an upward and downward motion. Then I sucked it like I was licking a lollipop; I grew bolder and grabbed his balls, massaging them as I sucked him. Whatever I was doing was working; he was groaning and saying words that made no sense to me.
As I sucked him and massaged him, his groans and moans intensified. Even though I was no sex expert, I knew that excessive moans meant he was heading towards spilling his sperm in my mouth, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted that. But I didn’t stop; I kept licking and sucking him until he pulled my mouth off his cock.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come and you’re not ready for that yet,” he said, smiling at me.
“Oh,” I smiled back at him.
“Besides, we’re not done with your punishment. Now, it’s time to put you in time out.”
“Huh?”
“You’ll find out,” he said. He pulled my panties down. I helped by wiggling my hips until the panties were off my legs. He slid his hands behind my back and unsnapped my bra, releasing my breasts.
“Damn,” he said, his eyes widening. He flicked his fingers on my nipples quickly, causing me to tremble.
“I’ll get to that later,” he said as he threw my bra on the floor next to my panties.
“Relax and open your legs,” he commanded again as he pulled me towards the edge of the couch before pushing my head back on the backrest. I was spread out in front of him…open, shaved, and vulnerable, just as he preferred me to be. I was ready for the taking.
“Remain silent for the next five minutes. No matter what I do to you, you are in time out, and if you break the silence, the clock stops and the time out ends. Relax, this is all pleasure, no pain.” He smiled as he took off his watch and set the timer.
I smiled at him. I loved this game and I certainly wanted to be in time out every day.
Nick started by slowly rubbing my inner thighs, causing a warmth to spread from my legs through the rest of my body. One of his hands cupped and massaged my pussy, allowing one finger to flick my clit. A moan almost escaped me, but I remembered the rule of our game. He had just barely started, and I didn’t want the pleasure to end just yet.
He rubbed my clit a few more times and parted my legs even wider, pushing his head between them. I soon felt something wet and warm run over the slit of my vagina. He was licking my pussy. I shuddered as the feeling of immense pleasure flooded my mind. I reached out to rub his head, but he pushed my hands away. Oh, shit, I had forgotten I was in time out; this must also mean I wasn’t supposed to move much either. That worked for me. I sat back once more and closed my eyes, fully prepared to let him have his way.
His tongue lingered on my pussy, and then it found my clit; he started pulling and sucking it. How in the world was I supposed to avoid moaning with the type of pleasure he was giving me? The threat of him ending my timeout session was enough to suppress those moans of pleasure. He sucked and licked my clit, and his mouth trailed upwards to my belly button, finally stopping at my breasts.
He hesitated for a second as though he was deciding what to do with them. My eyes were shut, and I dared not open them in case that made him stop. He seemed to make a decision on what to do with my boobs because he took one nipple into his mouth and massaged, pulled, and bit it gently until it pebbled. Then he took the other nipple into his mouth and did the same thing.
Once again I had to suppress the groan that wanted to escape me, but I could no longer stay still. I writhed; it was too much pleasure to bear, and all I wanted was for him to stop what he was doing and take me hard. I hoped my movements would encourage him to get to the next step. If he knew what I wanted, he did not act like he did as he continued to torture my body, causing all sorts of sensations to spread through me, none of them hitting my core like I wanted.
“Nick, please…” I said breaking the silence.
“The clock…” he started to say just as the timer ran.
“Saved by the bell,” I said as we both laughed.
“Do you think you’ve been punished enough?”
“No, Nick. Now I need your dick,” I cooed.
“What do you think I should do to you for kissing Kevin?”
“Fuck me hard?” I giggled.
“You’re sure that’s what you want?” I looked at his groin. His erection was still raging.
I was no longer interested in talking. In my wildest fantasies, I had wanted our makeup sex to be from the back, doggie-style. I wanted him to bang me so hard that I could hear his balls slapping against my ass.
I slipped out of my chair and put some pillows on the carpet. I sank to my knees on the pillows and bent over, my ass jutting in the air in front of him, my pussy open wide for him.
“You’re such a tease,” he said, slapping my ass lightly.
“Oh, yes, I like that,” I said as I waited impatiently for him to position himself behind me.
He wasted no time and knelt behind me. I spread my legs even wider, imagining the sight before him - my shaved pussy spread and ready, just for him.
“Oh, baby,” he said as he guided his cock to the slit of my pussy.
I felt it touch me – his hard cock. I closed my eyes; I waited impatiently for his penetration.
“At the count of three…” he said. “One…”
And then his entire length penetrated me in one hard stroke. Before I could breathe, he was out and in again. I relaxed and lifted my hips even higher for him as he thrust into me. I could feel every inch of the warmth of his cock as he pushed deeper and deeper into me.
“Fuck,” I moaned as we found a rhythm, his long powerful strokes inside of me. I gyrated my hips to match his tempo. Every time he pumped into me, he seemed to reach a little deeper into my pussy. We fucked for some time; he held my waist with one hand while fondling my breasts with the other. I reached underneath him to squeeze his balls every time he thrust into me.
“Baby,” he groaned as he fucked me fast and hard, in and out with no mercy. This was how makeup sex should be.
“Fuck me! Harder!” I screamed as my hips pushed against his, urging him on to fuck faster, deeper, and harder.
“Yes, baby,” he said, making long powerful strokes over and over again into my pussy.
“Yes, yes,” I said as my body began to tremble. Pleasurable sensations spread from my pussy to my breasts and all over my body. I moaned loudly, grabbing on to the pillows as the orgasm spread through me.
He groaned loudly as well, grabbing my breasts tightly, and with one last, hard, rough push, he spilled his wet seed into me.
“Nick,” I said as I collapsed on the carpet. He lay on me, pinning me to the couch. “I’m sorry we had such a stupid fight. I should have believed you about Amber. It’s so hard to see someone you love with another girl. I think the jealous bitch in me reared itself.”
“I’m sorry, too. I should never have even met Amber in that café.”
“I should never have gone out with Kevin,” I said, turning around to kiss him. As our lips met, my stomach felt so queasy I had to run to the bathroom.
“Are you okay?” Nick asked, coming after me.
“Yes,” I called from the closed bathroom door. “I’ll be right out.”
When my belly calmed down, I went back to the living room and cuddled up next to Nick.
“You sure you’re okay?” Nick was concerned.
“Yeah. Must be something I ate,” I said.
“Is …. Is ….there a chance you might be pregnant?”
“I thought about that, but I doubt it. I’ve been careful with monitoring my cycle.”
“And your period is on time?”
“It’s not late, Nick. Don’t worry.”
“I’m just concerned. You being sick and we haven’t used any protection, it worries me.”
“I’m fine. It’s most likely a stomach bug,” I said, cuddling next to him and omitting a lot of other details I probably should have told him when he asked about my period – it was irregular and that made it hard to calculate my safe days. The chance of pregnancy was slim but not impossible, and though I’d been careful the few time we’d had sex, I had also allowed myself to be carried away by passion.
His question did make me pause. What if I was pregnant? If the nausea continued, I needed to buy one of those over-the-counter pregnancy tests just for my peace of mind. And if we were going to continue fucking like rabbits, I needed to get on the pill or do something really soon. “I’ll see my gynecologist next week to discuss my options. I guess we can use condoms meanwhile.”
“Yes. I’ll pick up some today,” Nick said.
I wanted to ask him to pick up a pregnancy test kit, too, but I figured I’d get that myself. I didn’t want to worry him unnecessarily. I changed the subject to something I hoped was more pleasant.
“So are you going to come visit me in the spring? No need getting on the pill if we only have sex in the summer and winter,” I said. “Besides, my roommate can’t wait to get her hands on you.”
“Of course I’ll come out as often as I can. I can’t wait to meet her,” he grinned.
“She’s amazing. You’ll like her after she gets over the fact that she can’t date you,” I said, laughing and envisioning Amy drooling over Nick.
We held each other in comfortable silence, Nick playing with my hair, each of us lost in our thoughts.
“Hey, babe, I have a special surprise for you tomorrow,” he said suddenly.
“You do?” I said springing up from his arms. “I love surprises.”
“Good.”
“So what is it?” I asked.
“It’s supposed to be a surprise. That means you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to find out.”
“What the heck, Nick? You know I can’t wait until tomorrow. Why didn’t you wait to tell me tomorrow? Then I wouldn’t have to wait so long.”
“Then it wouldn’t be worth the wait.”
“You’re evil,” I said, smacking him. “If you don’t tell me, I won’t talk to you until tomorrow.”
“Your loss.” Nick giggled and pulled me close to him. “You have to learn to be patient.”
“Ughhh,” I grumbled as I settled into his arms. “I so hate you right now.”
“Yeah, right,” Nick said, reaching down and kissing me on the lips. “Tomorrow will come sooner than you know.
BONUS: NICK
Even as I kissed Maddy and made light of the situation by promising her a surprise, I had a sinking feeling that she might already be pregnant. I had been so carried away with my passion for her that I had ignored my first principle of sex – never fuck without protection unless you want to have a baby. Even though I wanted to trust that she knew her body well enough to know if she was pregnant or not, I knew that wasn’t the case. She was young and inexperienced, a virgin before I fucked her. Everything she knew about sex and contraception was probably from her biology book.
When she’d run to the bathroom to throw up, the first thought that crossed my mind was that I had fucked up. I was old enough to know that unprotected sex could never end well, and in this case, unprotected sex with my stepsister certainly wouldn’t end well. Yeah, she had been a virgin, and I wasn’t worried about diseases, as I was clean, but I should have worried about the possibility of pregnancy. I should have worn a condom each time I had sex with her, or at least used the morning after pill. I should have done something to make sure that we were safe.
As I held her close to me, I prayed and hoped my instincts were wrong. I really loved Maddy, and we had just jumped the hurdle of Amber and Kevin successfully. I was looking forward to defining our relationship and even talking to my dad over the next couple of months about how I felt about her. Getting her pregnant was going to put a damper on everything – it would change the dynamics of our young relationship, mess up our college careers, and possibly divide our family.
Maybe I was over thinking things. There was no baby; Maddy had assured me. And even if there was one, there was nothing I could do at that moment except make sure I used a condom the next time we had sex. I had to think positively.
Tomorrow, I intended to surprise her. I had planned it for weeks, hoping our relationship would get this far. I wasn’t going to cancel our plans. Maybe after tomorrow night, I could ask her to take a pregnancy test for my peace of mind. For now, I was content with being in her company.
***
NICK
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Even as I kissed Maddy and made light of the situation by promising her a surprise, I had a sinking feeling that she might already be pregnant. I had been so carried away with my passion for her that I had ignored my first principle of sex – never fuck without protection unless you want to have a baby. Even though I wanted to trust that she knew her body well enough to know if she was pregnant or not, I knew that wasn’t the case. She was young and inexperienced, a virgin before I fucked her. Everything she knew about sex and contraception was probably from her biology book.
When she’d run to the bathroom to throw up, the first thought that crossed my mind was that I had fucked up. I was old enough to know that unprotected sex could never end well, and in this case, unprotected sex with my stepsister certainly wouldn’t end well. Yeah, she had been a virgin, and I wasn’t worried about diseases, as I was clean, but I should have worried about the possibility of pregnancy. I should have worn a condom each time I had sex with her, or at least used the morning after pill. I should have done something to make sure that we were safe.
As I held her close to me, I prayed and hoped my instincts were wrong. I really loved Maddy, and we had just jumped the hurdle of Amber and Kevin successfully. I was looking forward to defining our relationship and even talking to my dad over the next couple of months about how I felt about her. Getting her pregnant was going to put a damper on everything – it would change the dynamics of our young relationship, mess up our college careers, and possibly divide our family.
Maybe I was over thinking things. There was no baby; Maddy had assured me. And even if there was one, there was nothing I could do at that moment except make sure I used a condom the next time we had sex. I had to think positively.
Tomorrow, I intended to surprise her. I had planned it for weeks, hoping our relationship would get this far. I wasn’t going to cancel our plans. Maybe after tomorrow night, I could ask her to take a pregnancy test for my peace of mind. For now, I was content with being in her company.